Hello my readers! I am happy to present you the next "Red Rose Nightmare" chapter! I am so sorry that it was a while since my last update. I've been really busy lately. I would like to dedicate this chapter to my friend simplyxlovely for creating a beautiful poster for me. I cannot thank you enough! Also, again I want to thank my friend OtherCharacterNut for proofreading and giving me great ideas for this chapter. I could not do it without you! Sadly, the next update will take some time. The reason why is because I am writing the next Merlin chapter, my job, my theater rehearsal and life its self. Hopefully this summer I will have extra time.

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Darkness was all around me. I felt lost, confused, and alone. However, I felt my senses coming back to me; the movement of being swayed back and forth, the smell of salty air, and the sound of seagulls and waves. Very slowly, my eyes opened up to a small light that was moving side to side. My eyes cleared to see that the flickering light was a lit candle. Man, I am so tired. Just a few more minutes of rest and then I'll wake up. I'll just turn off the candle and then… Wait a minute, candle?! My eyes snapped wide opened and I instantly sat up. Regretting the decision of sitting up so fast, because my head felt like it was split in two. My head was throbbing and I felt so dizzy.

"Ugh my head… what hit me? A rock?" I groaned.

I slowly opened my eyes again and gasped at my surroundings. I was sitting on a large comfortable blue silk bed. The room had a vanity, a small bathroom with a tub, a closet, an armchair and a little desk. I reached over and grabbed the kimono robe and slowly got out of the bed. I looked to my left to see a curtain covering something. I immediately ran to it and pulled the fabric to the side to see it was covering a window. I looked through the glass to see nothing but clear blue sky and large dark blue sea. I realized that I must be on a ship. So many questions were rushing through my brain, but it hurt my head even more.

I jumped when I heard a soft knock on the door. As I slowly crept up to the door, my ears perked up when I heard a smooth voice called out, "Brieanna, are you awake?"

I immediately yanked the door open and I gasped in surprise to see who was standing on the other side. Not a foot away, in a European purple dress with her long, brown, curly hair in a bun was the lovely Christine.

My eyes started to water up and my whole body began to shake. "Chri… Christine?"

Before she could even open her mouth, I suddenly slammed right into her and hugged her closely. I haven't seen her in two years and I really missed her. I felt her startled at my reaction, but she placed her arms around me to comfort me.

"Brie, are you all right? I came to check on you, to see if your head was feeling better."

My eyes opened as I slowly released her. I was confused as I asked, "My head? What are you talking about?"

Christine's eyes widen as she immediately searched and felt my head. Um… ok, what is she doing? She then grabbed the side of my face and looked into my eyes.

"The bump seems to have shrunk… maybe when you slipped on the deck and hit your head... we feared you might suffer some lapses in memory," she said softly.

I pulled out of her hands and demanded, "What the heck are you talking about?"

She sighed before she pulled me to my bed and we sat down. "Brie, what was the last thing you remember?"

I told her about the "Final Lair" scene, but I did not tell her about me falling into the mirror and going back to my world. I knew she would either think I am crazy or I really had memory loss.

Christine was shocked that that's the last thing I remembered. "Brie… that was ten years ago."

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped to the floor. "Say what now?"

Christine softly smiled as she said, "I suppose I need to refresh your memory."

I snorted as I responded, "Yes, that would be helpful."

Christine led me back to the bed and we both sat down. I looked right into her eyes as she told me her tale.

"When Raoul and I left you with... you know... I told Raoul that I couldn't leave you. You are my only family left, Brieanna. So, we came back to his lair and we saw you were the only one there laying on the ground. He was nowhere to be found and all the mirrors were destroyed. I thought he killed you. Raoul checked on you and said you were unconscious. All three of us escaped, just before the whole opera house was burned to the ground. We took you back to Raoul's home and the doctor came to examine you. He said you must have fainted from either stress or lack of sleep."

I looked into Christine's eyes and I could tell she was struggling to continue with the story.

"You don't have to carry on with the story if you want. You can tell me later," I said softly as I grasped her hand.

She shook her head and replied, "No, I need to tell you this. It will help you with your memory." I sighed and nodded my head, signaling for her to continue on. "Anyways, after your recovery, you still did not want to give up your passion for singing. You have been performing all over Europe. Some of the countries you performed were England, Germany, and Italy. Raoul decided to help you get started so he was your manager for a time. The reason why we are on this ship is because you have received an invitation to sing in New York City. You did not want to go alone, so you invited us to join you."

"What about you? Are you still dancing?" I asked Christine.

Christine sadly smiled as she said to me, "No, I retired from the performing arts. After what happened at the opera house… I couldn't bring myself back into that life. Don't look sad Brie, I am happy with my decision. I have you, Raoul, and Gustave. You remember Gustave, don't you?"

My mind clicked to the musical "Love Never Dies." Yes, I remember him completely, I thought to myself. In the musical, Gustave was Christine's and… Erik's son. But hold on a second, Christine did not say he was her son. Could Gustave be… my son? I'm so confused! This makes no sense! And if he's mine, is Erik the father? I felt my stomach drop at the thought.

I shook my head and replied meekly, "Yes, I believe I remember him. How… how old is he again?"

"He is ten years old. He was born a couple of months after the fire at the opera house."

There were many thoughts going through my mind. It was all very confusing and my head was pounding. I looked back at Christine before asking, "Is there anything else I need to know?"

Christine thought for a moment. I stared at her, waiting for her answer. "I do not believe so."

I instantly stood up from the bed and walked over to the vanity. I took the brush and started to brush out the tangles in my brown hair. There is one thing I despise is that my long hair looks like a crow's nest when I wake up in the morning.

"Ok, well if there is anything you can remember-"

Christine's eyes instantly widened and she walked over to me. "I forgot to tell you about Adam. It was after your performance in London when you met him. A couple of weeks before the show, you received letters from a secret admirer. Adam was the admirer. He saw your show in London and came to your dressing room. You told me, he said that your voice was enchanting."

I wasn't really paying attention as I continued to brush my hair. "Oh, that's nice."

Christine giggled as she said, "Of course it is nice. He is your lover after all."

"Yeah, he's my…" My eyes widened as my brush fell right out of my hands. I turned to Christine sharply and shrieked out loud, "HE'S MY WHAT!?"

And there you have it, another chapter done. Again, the next chapter will take some time so please have patience with me. Do not forget to favorite, follow, review, and until then…

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