Hey everyone, I just want to thank all of you great people for reviewing my story. For those of you who hate it and find no sense in it…that's your opinion and this is my story. If I wanted Raoul to go to England then he's going to go to England. Oh well he's dead now so what ever. As for the grammar mistakes I apologize but I have gotten better than when I started out. I have trouble seeing because I have bad eyes and my glasses sometimes don't help with reading what I type. I try the best I can with it and am glad that you're all enjoying the story. Here is the latest chapter so I hope you all enjoy it….
The next morning when Erik awoke he spotted Christine standing in front of one of the cracked mirrors playing with her hair. She was dressed in a red velvet dress that made her look like the angel she was. Erik smiled and rose from the swan bed and picked up a small red rose from off of his desk and proceeded to walk over to her. He approached her from behind and placed the small rose in her hair. Christine looked in the cracked glass of the mirror and smiled at the sight of her angel standing behind her. "there, now you are perfect." said Erik as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "thank you." said Christine as she turned to face him. "you are going to see Andre and Firman?" questioned Erik. "yes, I will return later." said Christine as she gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Erik let go of her and said "I shall be here waiting for your return."
Christine walked through the dark passage ways and made her way up to the halls of the opera house. As soon as she made her self noticeable, Meg came running out of her room after her. "Christine!" she replied as she gave her a big hug. "Oh Meg, I'm happy to see you too." said Christine as she returned the hug. "I have good news." said Meg as she handed Christine an invitation. Christine looked down at the invite and noticed that it was a wedding invitation. "you're getting married?" questioned Christine in surprise. "yes, Marco asked me to marry him." said Meg. "that's wonderful." said Christine. "yes the wedding is on the first at noon, I want you to be my maid of honor." said Meg. "where is it at?" asked Christine. "well I'm only having family so I figured that I'd have it here at the opera house. I hope that you and Erik will come." said Meg. Christine smiled, and said "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Once Christine said good bye to Meg she continued her way down to Andre and Firman's office. When she arrived, she walked into see them arguing over a script that was lying on the table. "hello gentlemen." she replied. Andre and Firman looked over at Christine, and watched as they gestured her to take a seat next to them. Christine took a seat with them, and said "I have heard that you've been looking for me." "yes well the opera house is opening back up soon and we are in need of a diva." said Andre. "and since Carlotta has quit due to the opera ghost you are sort of the understudy. We would love if you would come be the star of the opera house once more." said Firman. "well the opera ghost is dead so why not call Carlotta?" asked Christine. " sometimes the past repeats itself and if the ghost comes back then we don't have to worry about him getting angry at Carlotta's singing." said Firman. "ok, I'll take the job. So what will be the first opera?" asked Christine. "well that is the problem, we lost all the scripts in the fire and the only one we have found is "Don Juan Triumphant" you're ghost's opera." said Andre nervously. "you're going to perform that one?" asked Christine. "yes." said Firman. "well who's going to play Don Juan?" asked Christine. " that is what we were arguing about before you entered." said Andre. "you know the opera ghost did an excellent job at being Don Juan and lots of people liked his performance." said Firman. "what are you saying?" asked Christine. "even though he is a wanted man, maybe we could strike a deal if he were to show up ever again." said Firman. "like what?" asked Christine. "that we would love to have him be Don Juan and in return we wouldn't turn him over to the police." said Andre. "no, people would know who he is." said Christine. "Could we ask you something?" asked Andre. "what?" asked Christine. "is he alive?" asked Andre. "I wouldn't know because I haven't seen him since the night of Don Juan." said Christine. "Very well. We shall keep searching for a Don Juan and when we find one we shall let you know when rehearsal is." said Firman.
Christine decided to go to Raoul's house to see what belonged to her. As she left the opera house, and walked across the street Nadir joined her. "good afternoon Ms. Daee." he replied. "hi Nadir." said Christine. "Where are you off to?" asked Nadir. "to my ex's house. It was left to me so I'm just curious as to what he left." said Christine. Nadir held the door open for her and they both entered the new home. "wow, elegant don't you think?" questioned Nadir as he looked around. "yes." said Christine as she studied the book shelf. "so what are you going to take?" asked Nadir as he opened up an empty cabinet. "nothing much, maybe a mirror or two." said Christine.
Christine walked into another room, and noticed a small organ lying on the floor. She smiled and ran her fingers across the keys of it letting it's sound fill the room. "what's that?" asked Nadir as he came into the room where Christine stood. "an organ." said Christine. "it's pretty nice." he replied. "the best." said Christine. "you could probably get ninety thousand franks for it." said Nadir. "I'm not going to sell it, I'm keeping it." said Christine.
Erik was bored out of his mind because he didn't have Christine with him. He eventually decided to take a walk to get his mind off of his boredom. Usually when he was bored he would walk to the rafters and watch Firman and Andre bossing people around the stage. This time when he stood on the rafters he saw both men bossing the construction workers who were fixing the stage. Erik looked up at the once elegant ceiling and saw nothing but darkness and an empty place where the chandelier once hung. Sometimes he wished he could go back in time and change his attitude towards things. His heart was so broken on the night of Don Juan Triumphant that his attitude towards society let loose and caused him to bring down the two thousand pound chandelier on the innocent crowd below. He had Christine now and that was all that mattered and nothing more. He also felt naked without his mask and would soon need to go into his wardrobe and find himself another one to wear. It wasn't that he wanted to wear one in front of Christine, but if anyone other than her saw his bare face they would scream and be frightened. Jus then he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Christine standing behind him. She gasped at the sight of him, causing him to turn away and cover his distorted flesh with his hand before turning back around to face her. "I'm sorry Erik, it's just that I'm not used to seeing you like this." said Christine. "it's fine." said Erik. "no it's not, it's just that….well." "I frighten you." said Erik interrupting her. "I still love you." said Christine as she lowered his hand from his face. "come, we must return to the lair." said Erik as he began to walk away. "I have a surprise for you." said Christine. "what?" questioned Erik. "come on, I'll show you." said Christine as she grabbed his arm. The two of them walked back to the lair where there were candles lit and the smashed mirrors were replaced with new ones. "my home looks brand new." said Erik. "that's not all." said Christine as she pointed towards the corner of the lair. Erik looked where she was pointing and there was a brand new organ sitting there waiting for him.
Erik didn't say a word and walked over to it in surprise. He touched it with his healing fingers and then had a seat on the stool that was sat next to it. "where did you find it? How did you get it down here?" was all he could say. "Nadir helped me." said Christine. Erik touched the keys easily and then hovered his hands over the keys as if he were going to play, but then pulled them back at his side. "what's wrong?" asked Christine. "it has been a long time since I have played." said Erik. "play for me Erik." said Christine. Erik smiled and said "for you my angel I would do anything." He then hovered his hands over the keys again and this time pressed down on them creating a beautiful sound. He played what ever notes his fragile fingers pressed on, creating music of his own. Christine smiled at the sight of him playing once more, and could tell that Erik was happy again. Once his fingers finished playing, Christine hugged him and said "Erik, you played wonderfully."
Erik smiled and said "you make me so happy Christine." "I talked to Firman and Andre today. The opera house is opening again and they want me to be the star." said Christine. "well at least they know how good you are without me having to terrorize them like I used to." said Erik. "they said that you played Don Juan wonderfully." said Christine. "well for someone who really liked my performance they sure enjoyed kicking the shit out of me months back." said Erik as he got to his feet. "maybe you should be Don Juan again." said Christine. "no, I couldn't. I would be spotted." said Erik. "you would be wonderful." said Christine. "no, you will be wonderful." said Erik as he walked over to his desk. "what will you do then?" asked Christine. "I shall write music again." said Erik. Christine smiled, and said "that's a great idea." "so you say, but people like Firman and Andre see otherwise." said Erik. Christine walked over to his wardrobe closet and began to take off her dress. "what are you doing my dear?" asked Erik as he dabbed his feather pen in a blot of ink. "going for a swim, do you want to join me?" asked Christine. "no, I'd rather not swim in that filthy sewage water." he replied. "suit yourself I'll be back later." said Christine. "be careful." said Erik as he continued to write.
Christine walked to the water's edge, and trudged through it until she came to a deep spot where she could see the dim light's of Erik's candles from a far distance. Everything was quiet and peaceful, which is why she enjoyed it so much. ever since Erik and her first came there weeks ago she found herself returning when life's problems got to be too much. What made it more peaceful was when she began to hear the organ from far away. She knew that Erik was happy, and to her that's all that mattered. As Christine swam under the deep water she noticed candle light right above where she was swimming. She swam to the surface and saw Madam Giry standing there holding a candle stick. "what's wrong?" asked Christine. "where is Erik?" asked Madam Giry. "at his desk, why?" asked Christine as she climbed up to the ledge where Madam Giry was. "you need to come quickly." she replied. Christine followed her through the passage ways until they reached the rafters of the opera house. Madam Giry blew out the candle, and turned to motion Christine to be quiet and pointed down below the rafters. Christine looked below them and saw Firman talking with Philippe who was standing next to him. Christine got closer to them and listened to what they were saying.
"have you seen Christine Daee?" asked Philippe as he stood in front of Firman. "yes she is the opera diva of course." he replied. "and was she with a man?" asked Philippe. "no, she was alone." said Firman. "there is a certain opera ghost on the loose, if you should see him remember who to turn him in to." said Philippe as he handed Firman a bag of franks. "We shall see." he replied. Christine turned away and walked to Madam Giry's room and sat with her. "Philippe has returned." said Christine. "we must keep Erik safe." said Madam Giry. "but how?" asked Christine. "keep him hidden." said Madam Giry. "I will, don't worry about that." said Christine.
When Christine returned back to Erik's lair she found him still sitting at his desk writing. "long swim?" asked Erik as he wrote. "yes, it was nice." said Christine. Erik took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. "it's getting very late." "are you hungry?" asked Christine. "yes, do you want to eat?" asked Erik as he placed his feather pen back into the blot of ink. "what do you want?" asked Christine. "well why don't we go have dinner with Meg and Marco? They usually eat around this time." said Erik. "ok." said Christine. Erik smiled at Christine, and said "or we could just stay here and drink some wine and turn in for the night." "no, I think eating with Meg and Marco would be much better." said Christine. Erik put on his cloak and said "then let us go."
Meg and Marco were just sitting there beef dinner down on the table when a knock came at their room door. "I've got it sweet heart." said Marco as he walked towards to the door. When he opened it he saw Erik and Christine standing there. "evening Erik, Christine." he replied. "Hi Marco, how are you?" asked Christine. "fine, we were just going to eat dinner if you wanted to join us." said Marco. "of course." said Christine. Erik and Christine entered and gave Meg a hug before sitting down at the table. They ate in silence until Marco couldn't take it anymore and spoke. "so Christine there was a man here today. He was talking to Firman earlier did you see him?" "no, it was probably our friend Nadir." lied Christine making sure to keep Erik calm. "really? He looked familiar." said Marco. "No it had to be Nadir because he helped me put an organ in our room." said Christine. "will you be coming to our wedding?" asked Marco. Erik took a sip of his wine and looked up in confusion. "Wedding?" "yes, didn't Christine tell you? Meg and I are getting married. I was hoping the both of you were going to come." said Marco as he picked his glass of wine up to take a sip. Erik looked over at Christine and said "no she didn't tell me that you were getting married. When is it?" "on the first." said Meg. "where is it being held?" asked Erik. "here at the opera house, will you go?" asked Meg. "I'm not sure." said Erik. "I'll be there." said Christine. "great." said Meg as she continued to eat. "I see you have a ring on your finger Christine, when will you be married?" asked Marco seeing the ring on her finger. "I don't know." said Christine. "that's a funny thing, some people wear rings for different reasons. Christine is wearing that ring because Raoul gave it to her, not because I proposed to her or anything." said Erik. Christine looked over at Erik, and punched his leg from under the table with her hand. "why not marry her?" asked Marco. "well you see I hate being left out of certain things such as being told that you and Meg were getting married." said Erik sarcastically. "Erik stop." said Christine angrily. "all's I want to say is that this has been a very informational dinner." said Erik as he took another sip of his wine.
When dinner was over, Christine chased Erik down the passage ways of the Opera house as they returned to his lair. "Erik don't be like this." said Christine. Erik ignored her and kept walking until he reached the candle lit lair. "what did I do?" asked Christine. "when the hell were you going to tell me that Meg and Marco were getting married? On the day that they were going to be married on? You know Christine once in a while I would love to feel as if I were in the relationship. You find things out and never tell me anything, how am I supposed to find things out if we don't talk about anything other than music?" asked Erik as he sat down at his desk and began to write again. "ok I understand that you're mad about me not telling you that Meg was getting married but that was no reason to say that I was wearing the ring because it's Raoul's." said Christine. "it doesn't matter anymore does it? The damage is done." said Erik. Christine sighed, "look I'm sorry Erik, I should have told you today. Please will you still marry me?" Erik turned to her, and said "yes, I will." "sometimes being with you distracts me from what I should tell you." said Christine. "I understand." said Erik. Christine hugged him, and said "could I hear what you're working on?" "sure, why not." said Erik.
Erik sat down at his organ, and began to play the music that he had wrote that day. He then began to sing the words that he had wrote to the music.
"Walking, slowly towards the gates of heaven.
I see you, feel you taste your sense of romance.
Stay with me forever and promise me you'll never… never
Take away the love you feel. Come with me to our own place we call home, stay
Here with me let us never roam. Give me all the love, give me all
Above let this sky with stars melt beneath out feet. When we meet in heaven we shall
Always be together always and forever. Today is the day we go beyond out needs, I love you and you're all I'll ever need."
Christine smiled, and kissed Erik on the cheek. "that's all I have so far." said Erik. "it's perfect Erik." said Christine. "thank you Christine." he replied. Christine hugged him and knew that it was perfect just like all his other works of music. If only the world could see his music the way she did. She just hoped that Philippe would never find her sweet love….
More to come soon…R&R