(A/N) Ok, I would like to thank everyone who has been writing me reviews. I really do appreciate them. I would also like to tell you that, when I have songs in my stories, I most likely change the words. Some songs that will be in my sequel to this story will be entirely rewritten, but will have the same music. Like for example, one of the songs in the sequel to this story will be, Sounds of Daylight, which is supposed to be rewritten from Music of the Night, these songs will be written by my best friend Katherine. Like I have said to the people who have written reviews, I am only 13 and I am not an excellent writer. I know also, someone wrote to me how I should stop with putting in parts from the movie, but sometimes I will need them. Also I was given advice by, "Nobody of Importance" that I should have the old Emily House talk a little, which I will do at the beginning of each chapter. You see I am trying to make my story like the movie, "Titanic", where it is being told by the main character of the story. You know like, how the old Rose tells the story of when she was young. I know some of you are like, "What?"
That day when he challenged me to a dull, I think I had fallen in love with William, even if my heart still belonged to, Angel. I had tried to shake off those feelings for Will, but I couldn't. I had also tried to tell myself that Angel was the only one for me, but in my heart I knew that he would only love, Christine Daae, who had stolen his heart. Now let's get back to the story:
After the performance Alla and I had to clean up as we always did. I had send Alla to bed, about an hour ago. After I was finished cleaning, I headed back to our room. I was walking down a cold, empty, hallway, when I had heard a strange laughter. I had thought that maybe it was Angel, finally coming back.
I cried out, "Angel is that you?"
No answer. I began to sing:
Angel, oh speak
What endless longing
Echo in this whisper.
Again there was no answer to my callings. I was so desperate to hear his voice, I cried out, "Angel, please speak, I need you here with me." There was the same laughter that I heard before, but it was not Angel's laughter, it was someone else's. I needed to get out of here. I was about to leave when a man came out of the shadows, holding an empty bottle of whiskey. My eyes widen in terror. "You," I said bitterly.
"You thought you could escape from your own father, now did you Emily?" he asked. I couldn't move I was shaking with fear. He was coming closer and closer to me. "Move damn it! Move," I thought. "You thought wrong Emily," he said coldly. His face was now only inches away from me. "Look at you. You look like a little whore, just like your mother." He slapped me and threw me to the ground. I yelped in pain.
Suddenly, he got on top of me along with a slap on my face. I tried to get him off of me, but he was too strong. "You're drunk. Just like you always were," I said. I received another smack across my face. I hated my father more than anything. He was the only man who I had ever feared, the man who didn't give a damn about me. He would beat me and rape me on all those nights he would get drunk. It would continue until he would pass out or I would. Once he was satisfied he would go to his room and sleep, acting as if nothing happened. He would even dare to bring his friends over so they too could have a little go.
"Let me go, you sick bastard!" I screamed.
He laughed. He began to kiss my neck, then my cheeks, and disgustingly my lips. If I could I would kill him.
I was about to fall unconscious when I could see the shape of a man emerge from the shadows. I had thought it might have been Angel coming to the rescue. Still not being able to see his face, I saw him grab the bottle that had slipped out of my father's hands. I closed my eyes so glass wouldn't get into them. I heard a loud shattered. I wouldn't open my eyes, not wanting to see if my father was just unconscious or dead.
"Emily are you alright?" I open my eyes, to find Will looking at me. "Here, give me your hand." I took his hand; my entire body was shaking with fear.
I looked down at my father, who didn't move, "Is he…dead?"
"No just unconscious," Will said looking at me with worried eyes. Thinking of nothing else to do, I grabbed Will's hand and ran straight towards the roof. I knew Will was worried about me, but I wouldn't feel safe, until I reached the roof. He began to sing:
Why have you brought us here?
Me:
We mustn't go back there!
Will:
We must return!
Me:
He'll kill us both!
His eyes will find us there!
Will:
Emily, don't you dare say that!
Emily:
Those eyes that burn!
Will:
Don't even think it
Me:
And if he has to kill a thousand men
Will:
Forget this waking nightmare
Me:
My
father will kill you
Will:
This man won't hurt you
(To himself) Believe me
Me:
…and me!
Will:
There is nothing to fear
Me:
My God, who is this man?
Will:
My God, who is this man?
Me:
…who I fear so much?
Will:
…this dangerous man?
Me:
I can't escape from him
Will:
Who is this monster you fear
Me:
… I never will!
Will:
… With every breath?
Me/Will:
And in this nightmare,
Where light turns to night
My/your father
Is here/there
Inside my/your mind
Will:
He will not touch you
We finally reached the roof that was covered with snow. I had run to the roof, because it was one of the only places I felt safe. I was terrified. I hadn't seen my father since I was only a little girl. I had escaped one night from him and ran to my Uncle's home in London. I had confessed everything that had ever happen to me, to him. He took me in with open arms and had given me a life of happiness. I began to sing:
Will, I've been there, to his world of unending night
To a world where my light turns into darkness, darkness
Will, I know him!
Can I ever forget those nights?
Can I ever escape from that man?
So evil, and insane, he was a monster
In that darkness, darkness
I began to walk towards a statue of an angel cradling a child. It had reminded me for some reason of Angel. I continued to sing:
But an angel's voice filled my spirit
In all those nights, music filled my mind
And through music my soul began to soar!
And I heard as I'd never heard before.
I could here Will, walking towards me. He put his hands on my shoulders softly. He began to sing:
There is nothing to fear anymore
I turned around to look deeply into his eyes. I could tell he could see how scared I was of my father. I broke our gaze and walked over to a bench to sit down. I began to sing softly:
Yet in his eyes all the madness of the world
Those unforgettable eyes, that both threatens and burns
Will walked over to where I was sitting down, while singing my name:
Emily, Emily
Angel:
Emily
My head shot up right away. Had my angel return to me? Tears began to stream down my face. Tears of joy and tears of fear of what I had just went through. Will sat down next to me. I began to sing:
All I want is my freedom
A world with out worrying of him
And someone, always beside me
To hold me and to hide me
I turned my head to him. I could see pity and something else.