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Chapter 16
"Mandy, do you know what you are saying?" Madame Giry asked, concern showing on her face. "This is next to impossible to believe."
"I know it sounds crazy, Madame, believe me. It's even crazier for me to be in this situation. I have no idea how I came here in the first place, and I have no idea how to get back."
"It doesn't make any sense." Meg stated.
"I've went over everything in my head and have come to the conclusion that nothing makes sense to me anymore."
A few awkward, silent moments later, I hear, "I believe you."
We all turned to Christine with the same look on our faces: "What?!"
Christine shrugged. "I believe you, Mandy. You haven't given me a reason not to trust you yet, so I trust you."
"Thank you, Christine." I said, a grateful smile taking over my face.
Meg took a place beside Christine. "If Christine believes you, then I do, too, no matter how much it doesn't make sense."
"Thank you, Meg. Madame Giry?"
She sighed. "Well, I guess if they think you are telling the truth, then you are. Believe it or not, they have a good judge of character."
"Maman!"
Madame Giry chuckled. "I'm sorry. Yes, Mandy, I believe you."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "You have no idea how much it means to me that you don't think I'm insane."
"Oh, I think you're insane-" Meg started to say, being effectively interrupted by the slap upside the head from Christine. "Ouch! What I was going to say is that I think you're insane, but in the best possible way."
I laughed. "Thanks."
"So I take it that they wear these clothes in your time?" Madame Giry inquired.
"Yes, we do. And if you think this is shocking, just know that this is thought to be very conservative and modest for women of my time. That is all I will say on the subject."
All three of them looked at me with disbelief on their faces. I shrugged. "Well, it is."
I spent the next 30 minutes telling them about where I came from. I talked about everything from my family to what my friends did the week before.
"Before you know it, Emmy pops out of my closet, effectively giving me a heart attack. All the while, she was singing a very annoying song, even in the original singer's opinion."
Meg was laughing her head off, with a few giggles from Christine and Madame Giry. "It sounds like your friend is very eccentric." Madame Giry said.
"You have no idea. In fact, she looks almost exactly like you, Christine."
She blushed. "Really?"
"Yeah. You remind me of her. It makes me miss her more than anyone, but I'm glad I have you three here. I'm pretty sure that if I didn't have y'all as my friends, I would be dead in a street gutter or something."
Meg made a pitiful sound. "I'm glad you're our friend, Mandy." She said as she hugged me tight.
After a few moments, she was still squeezing me. It was getting kind of awkward, to be honest. Madame Giry cleared her throat. "Meg, I think it is time for us to retire. You can see Mandy tomorrow."
Meg nodded and finally let me go. "Will you watch the rehearsal tomorrow?" she asked me.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world."
After the Girys left, Christine followed, but turned back in my doorway. "Mandy, do I make you sad?"
I looked at her, shocked. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, do I make you sad, reminding you of your friend and all?"
I understood then. "No, Christine. You do not make me sad."
Her mood lightened up. "Good. Goodnight." She said as she bounded down the hall.
I looked after her. You may not make me sad about Emmy, but you do make me sad whenever it comes to Erik…
I suddenly realized something. Erik didn't have lessons with Christine anymore…did he?
I locked my door and walked over to my mirror, sighing. "Oh, Christine. Please don't break his heart…"
I reached into my pocket and pulled my phone out and put it on shuffle, in desperate need of some music. The first song that came on first fit pretty much to the situation, I believed…
"I know there's something in the wake of your smile,
I get a notion from the look in your eyes,
You've built a love, but that love falls apart,
Your little piece of heaven turns to dark,
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you,
Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye,
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worth while,
The precious moments are all lost in the tide,
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems,
The feeling of belonging to your dreams,
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you,
Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do,
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why,
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye,
And there are voices that long to be heard,
So much to mention, but you can't find the words,
The scent of magic, the beauty that's been,
When love was wilder than the wind,
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you,
Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do,
I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why,
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye…"
I looked at the table beside my mirror, feeling something was there that didn't belong. When I finally figured it out, all the breath left my body.
It was a blood red rose with a black ribbon tied around it.
I gently picked it up as if it would turn to ash with the slightest movement. Something so precious was to be treasured. If only a certain other would think the same way…
"Listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye…"
The song in this chapter is Listen To Your Heart by DHT. Beautiful song. If you haven't heard it, I recommend you look it up.