Chapter 3-The Unthinkable

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notes: none for now. here it is...

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Christine silently closed the door behind her as she stood in her position for a moment thinking if this was the right choice as she put her forehead on the door frame. "Christine?" A voice asked silently as a hand was on her shoulder as she jumped slightly, she turned around as she was faced with Erik, yet once again.

"You've most certainly grown more beautiful," Erik said as Christine smiled at him. "Yes, well, it had been a few years since I was here," Christine said as she sat on a stool that was near her old desk as she faced him, "how are you Christine? I mean, you have a daughter name Blaire, don't you?"

Christine chuckled, "yes. She's the love of my life and she's 5-years-old," she said happily as she saw sadness in Erik's eyes. "Oh Erik, I'm sorry," Christine said quietly as she knew that Erik had been living down at his lair ever since she first met him when she was 18, Erik shook his head.

"It's not your fault. Annette had been keeping my company whenever she can," Erik explained as Christine blinked at him. "Madame Giry," Erik said with a frown as Christine stared at him, "she knows you?" She asked as Erik stared at her. "You really don't know?" He asked as Christine shook her head, "she never told me that she knows you," she said.

"Well, she's the only friend I have and the only one who knows where I am living. Except for you and that bloody husband of yours," Erik murmured as Christine sighed. Erik looked at her as he began to sing.

Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .

Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it -
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to
the music of the night . . .

Close your eyes
and surrender to your
darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts
of the life
you knew before!
Close your eyes,
let your spirit
start to soar!
And you'll live
as you've never
lived before . . .

Erik continued to sing even though they heard a knock outside the door. "Christine! Who's singing in there? Christine!" Raoul's voice said angrily as he pounded on the door.

Softly, deftly,
music shall surround you . . .
Feel it, hear it,
closing in around you . . .
Open up your mind,
let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which
you know you cannot fight -
the darkness of
the music of the night . . .

Let your mind
start a journey through a
strange new world!
Leave all thoughts
of the world
you knew before!
Let your soul
Take you where you
long to be !
Only then
can you belong
to me . . .

Floating, falling,
sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that I write -
the power of the music of the night . . .

Erik stopped singing as he stared at Christine who had a dazed look on her face, "my love, before you leave, promise me you won't scream?" He asked as Christine shook her head as she knew what he was talking about. Both of them notice that the knocking was stopped as Christine looked up and saw that Erik had taken off his mask.

True to her word, Christine didn't do anything except stare at his left eye. She smiled as she stood up and stood in front of him as she put a comoforting hand on his left cheek, Erik sighed as Christine leaned in to kiss him as Erik's eyes widened. Erik felt her lips on his lips asking for permission as he obligied.

The two kissed momentarily before Christine realization hit her. She pulled away quickly as she looked at Erik surprised, "I-I did not do that," Christine said as Erik looked at her, just then a knock came onto the door again. "Mommy? Are you in there?" Blaire's voice asked, "I'll be outside hun," Christine said as she turn to look at Erik but he was gone.

Christine looked around in her dressing room one last time before going out, Erik, she thought unhappily as she went out to see Raoul and Blaire.

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tbc...

me: I know! it's short!

christine: way too short!

me: remember, this is my first time writing on this specific story!

erik: we'll be onto the next chapter soon

raoul: review and update!