Chap. 8
After the story was finished, Erik, Christine and Gaston were sitting a odd circle. Gaston had shock and fear written all over his face. "You….You're the Phantom of The Opera." Gaston looked at Erik. Erik looked down, and then looked back up at him. "Was. I am not anymore." Gaston still looked afraid and he jumped back when Erik stood up. "Gaston, I am not going to harm you!" Erik explained. "How can I trust you?" He said holding his knees to his chest in the little chair he was sitting in. "The woman who was the victim in that horrible tragedy trusts me and loves me. You should be able to too." Gaston looked to Christine who nodded. "He really changed Monsieur. He is not the Phantom that is feared anymore." She said. Gaston slowly stood up. "So you're not going to kill me with your lasso." Erik laughed and shook his head. "No. I am not, the days of the Phantom of the Opera are over and so are his killings…" He sighed and lowered his voice to a whisper. "…hopefully." He said it so low that neither Christine nor Gaston heard it. He looked out the window, and sighed again. "It'll be alright." Christine said reassuringly. Erik turned to face her and pulled her into him. "I hope so, Christine. I truly hope so."
"Erik…" She started but got cut off by a yawn. "Erik…"she started again. "Shhh..." Erik turned to Gaston. "Do you have an extra bedroom? One will be fine. I will sleep on the couch if necessary." Gaston nodded and motioned for them to come with him. Erik lifted her up into his arms, "You need rest my darling. No walking shall be necessary as long as I am around." Christine got comfortable in his arms and closed her eyes, resting the side of her face against his chest.
"There you go Erik." Erik nodded a Thank you and brought Christine onto the bed; He placed her down and pulled the blankets over her. He stood up and Christine felt the warmth leave her presence. She moaned sleepily and held out her hand. She soon felt Erik gently take it into his, "don't leave." Christine turned her head and opened her eyes. "Christine…"
"Please…don't leave." Erik sighed. Christine smiled and moved over, so Erik could fit on the bed next to her. It was a queen sized bed, so it was big enough for the both of them. He was just nervous, about sleeping next to her. "Rest. Feel free to sleep here. I do not mind." Christine whispered. Christine cuddled up next to him, getting comfortable and closing her eyes slowly drifting off. Erik felt very uncomfortable to her, in a bed at least. He would've loved of she cuddle against him sitting on a couch or in a hug, or even in his arms. But on a bed! He knew nothing would happen; it was far too early for that. They weren't even married yet. Although Erik did have very positive thoughts about it. And little did he know, so did Christine. They both longed to be each others mate, yet they didn't know that each other thought that way. Erik finally relaxed into and fell asleep, happy and in love. (That sounded weird. I am soo sorry to talk about this but…it sounded like those were his final words. Like final, final. Like and he finally died, Happy and in love. OMG! Aww so sad... why! Why did I mention that?)
The Next morning.
Erik's eyes fluttered open, and his senses kicked into around him, He heard birds chirping outside, the wind blowing gently through the trees, The annoying buzz of the tea kettle downstairs and finally the sound of light breathing coming from below him. He gazed down at his lover and smiled as he rubbed his finger slowly down the side of her face; she laughed a little and made a hand movement as to push away something. "No father, stop." She started to laugh again. She was dreaming of her father, He sighed and suddenly felt a pain tugging at his heart. "You're lucky you had a father who loved you." Christine who was slowly awakening heard him say that. "Erik…" she said compassionately into his chest. "Christine! I had no idea you had awoken." Christine sat up and gazed down at her Angel. "Im sorry. Im sorry you were never treated the proper way, because of the little flaw on your face." She reached over and touched the right side of his face, which was now unmasked. He must have unmasked it last night. He let her, because it made him happy, joyful to know that someone can look, can touch his face without cringing, or hesitating. And that person was his one true love, the one he wanted to spend the rest of eternity with.
Erik closed his eyes, relaxing into, feeling the moment. Just then he felt something warm and wet against his cheek, the right cheek. He opened his eyes and there was Christine, planting little butterfly kisses on his cheek. He smiled and tears welled up in his eyes. He was so overwhelmed with Joy that he could not contain it anymore. He pushed Christine back, which left a confused look on Christine's face. Then she saw the tears in his eyes, but his eyes were not filled with sadness, for once they were filled with all the Joy and the love in the world. "Christine. You are the best thing, that ever happened to me and I don't know what I would do with out you." He pulled Christine to him and she held him just as tight, well not really as tight as she could possibly. She didn't want to let him go, never wanted to know, never wanted to think about a day when they would be parted. She longed to be one with him, to hold him and to finally be called Madame Christine….whatever his last name was. (A/n- I know it, well no duh I know it but Christine doesn't so…that's why I wrote it.)
Erik held her tight, never wanting to let go, fear of someone taking her away, taking her away from him. Her true soul mate. His true soul mate. He knew it was destined, he knew It was destined when she came back for him. And no Man on this Earth can stop that, not even that De Changy. His soul grew angry at the sound of his name, but soon calmed as he remembered Christine. He has waited so long and now they are finally here. He has loved her for so many years, and just waited in anticipation for the right time. He made his move when he thought it was the right time, her first performance. Her big Debut. But apparently it wasn't the right time, he should have done it sooner, but no use fretting upon the past now. He had Christine in his arms and nothing was going to change that.
Short Chappy. Sorry! Sorry! But it was a good ending, no? LOL. Ok so Review Please!