Authors note: Alright, now we all see Erik leave his home. But, where did he go? What happened to him? My thoughts exactly. One of my first fanficts so I am open to all constructive critism
POV:
No . . . how could this happen? Why did this?
Why?
All these years, training her voice to harmonize with mine and working up her trust in the angel of music. But that is not what keeps tearing me apart, as I now watch her go, I realize something. I wish now that it did not happen as she is with her lover. She loves me. But not so much as to stay with this poor pitiful creature which god does not even consider calling his own creation. I was a mistake. He knew that, which is why he shuns me, mocks me, and now this. Curses be to the heavens in which I long since turned my back on. Oh yes, Christine had managed to get close to pulling me back to the light, but she failed and shattered me, shattered me like the glass at my feet from the mirrors I have now broken. My pitiful wail echoes throughout the now empty place I used to call my home for the past years. It makes my heart shatter what hope I might have had less as my ending cry of music echoes with more noises back into my sharpened ears.
They are coming.
They will find me.
I will die.
Ending note: Yes I realize it is short, don't worry it gets better