A/N: Ok here's the next chapter I really hope you like it!

"Christine! I thought I would find you here! What has he done to you? Has he harmed you? Oh Christine I missed you my love!" He boldly ran up to her and tried to kiss her not noticing her hand entwined with Erik's,but she turned away.

"Raoul he didn't kidnap me, I came here on my own, I just---I feel---I care about you Raoul I do, but as a friend nothing more. I love Erik."

Erik let go of her hand abruptly, had she just said she loved him? An unexplained emotion cascaded over him, while Raoul looked as if he had been stabbed with a knife, his face contorted in confusion and pain.

"Christine on the rooftop…"

" I'm sorry Raoul, please try to understand." Christine had never seen anybody look at someone else with as much hate as Raoul looked at Erik.

" Vicotme, you have no need to be here." Erik said calmly.

" Yes I do, I'm trying to take back what is mine! What trance do you have on her?" He drew his sword and Erik fingered his lasso.

"Vicotme, I am as surprised as you that she has decided to stay with me, I have no trance upon her!"

Raoul stepped back into the lake, and splashed his way to the gate, turning around one last time.

" Fine, if you choose him, then so be it, but when you finally realize his true nature, I will not be waiting for you Christine." Raoul started through the gate.

" Ignorant fool!" Erik yelled, " You are the monster because you cannot see beyond a face into a soul!"

Raoul started to respond but shook it off, he was tired he wanted, needed to get home and think.

Christine started to cry, she did love Erik very much so but that didn't mean it did not hurt to lose her childhood friend. Being only a young woman of eighteen this was just all too much for her. Why didn't Raoul understand how much she loved Erik? Christine suddenly felt dizzy, and out of exhaustion and sadness she fainted.

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After delivering Christine to her room, Erik sat down at his organ, but afraid to wake Christine no music flowed from his fingertips. Was this real? Or had he gone so mad this was just an illusion or a dream? Quietly he crept into her room again and gazed upon her sleeping form. Her breathing was steady as her luscious brown curls fell over her face. She was an angel, his angel. Erik didn't know how long he gazed upon her beautiful sleeping body for it seemed like an eternity.

Hours later, Christine slowly opened her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness that surrounded her. She gazed around the room taking in her surroundings, before her tired eyes finally stopped to rest on a tall, cloaked figure standing in her doorway. She slowly left the bed and made her way towards the shape.

" Erik?"

" I am pleased to see that you are awake. I shall make tea." He started to go but Christine grabbed his arm.

"Erik you don't have to be so formal with me, I'm here to stay." And to emphasize this point she gazed up into those eyes, the eyes of the man she had fallen in love with, and slowly brought her lips to meet his.

A/N: sigh…don't you just love romance? Anyway I will update soon:)