"I'm such a love sick what?" Erik said, coming into the bedroom, with his black mask on and his half cape on.
"Nothing, nothing," I said.
I saw Erik go near the back of the room. He was all huddled over. It looked as if he was hiding something.
"What's that, Erik?" I asked.
"Wha-? Nothing," he said, putting something behind his back. I turned him around. In his hands I saw his Punjab Lasso.
"Oh no you don't," I said, wrenching it away from him. "No, no... you are NOT killing Ubaldo Piangi. Bouqet was bad enough, but honestly, Erik-"
"Are you forgetting how unhappy and dissaloute mt life is?" he asked me.
"Not any more!" I said. "Not since Christine came into your life!"
"Listen, you-"
"Erik," I sighed. "If your going to live with Chrisitne properly, you're going to have to stop living as 'The Phantom of the Opera' and just become Erik. No more kills, no more weird notes, no more-"
"I get it!" Erik snapped. He took the lasso from me, walked to the shore of the lake and threw it in.
"Good for you Erik!" I smiled.
"Now lets hurry," Erik said. "The opera will be starting in a few moments."
Erik and I got through the trap door, and ran silently behind the stage. It was hard avoiding people, but everytime I strayed from the shadows, Erik yanked me back into them.
We came to one paticular and abandonned part of the stage. A was a rope was dangling down from the rafters. Erik started to climb it.
"Erik! Wait!" I yelled. "I can't keep up with you! In gym class I'm bad at climbing ropes!"
Erik sighed. "This is the only way up to the balcony. You better get your arms working then."
I rolled my eyes and started to climb. Once I got to the top of the balcony, my arms felt like spagetti. "Oh yeah, that's gonna hurt after," I mumbled.
"Okay, you stay here," Erik said, once the play begins, I'll tie up Piangi once he's offstage. If anything happens. Not matter whta the time, you telll me. Got it?"
I nodded and we both feel silent as the curtain rose. I watched and listened as Carlotta and the chorus sing. After a while, Piangi, dressed as Don Juan came out and sang with Passarino.
As Chrisitine came out and sung. I heard Erik sigh with admiration. I sighed too. "You two are perfect for each other," I said, under my breath. But when I looked at where Erik was standing, he wasn't there. I looked ahead of me. On the stage, Erik was already singing to CHristine. She didn't have that 'Oh my God why can't he leave me alone?' look on her face like she did in the movie. But a 'Wow, you'd take the place of a leading tenor for me?' look.
As I saw the duet ascend the stairs, I saw another face that was unusally close to the front of the stage. It was Raoul de Changey's face. I called him all sorts of horrible names under my breath. I saw him shifting uneasily a bit in his seat.
Box five isn't close enough for you, eh Raouly? I thought, sarcastically. I had to warn Erik. But I couldn't just yell 'ERIK! RAOUL'S THERE!' while him and his wife-to-be were transfixed in a passionate song.
Suddenly, I heard a "Mmmmfff-mfph!" to my bottom right. There was Piangi tied up with a handkerichf tied around his mouth. He saw me and was yelling for help. I told him in sign langugue that I couldn't help him now. I turned back to watch Erik holding Christine in his arms, rathre close to me, but Raoul was staring straight at me and the couple with hatefull eyes. Suddenly I heard Erik whisper:
"Say you'll share with me one love, one life time.
Lead me safely from my solitude.
Say you'll want me with you here beside you..."
Oh my God! I thought. Here comes the so called 'diamond earings'!
But as I thought this I saw Raoul with even more hate in his eyes, but there was something else in there... tears?
I wanted to go down there and slap him and yell at him to be a man. But now wasn't the time. When I turned back to Erik and Chrisitne, they were even closer together. Erik had slipped the ring onto her finger, and she was looking at him with love in her eyes, and an acctual, real smile on her face. Her hand was no where near his mask. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Christine, that's all I ask of-"
"STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!" A voice yelled out. Everyone turned to look at Raoul. He was standing up in his seat, tears streaming down his face. "You can't be with him, Chrisitne! I love you!" Raoul screamed in a high pitched voice.
Chrisitne, still in Erik's arms yelled out to him: "I have had enough of you! First you threaten to kill a child, then you want to kill my Erik, now you're telling me you love me! Forget it, Raoul! I'm excepting Erik's propsoal, and there is not a thing you can do to stop me!"
Erik and I gasped. She was excepting? For real!? I couldn't believe Erik's luck, but of course, Raoul had something up his clean and overly proper sleeve.
"Ah, but I can!" he said, coming up to the stage. "You see, I heard you and 'Madameoiselle Devoir', whose hiding up in the balcony now!-" Everyone turned and looked at me. Darn, I thought. "- You and her had a little conversation! I can easily walk up these stairs-" He jumped like an antelope up them. "And reveal this Phantom's true identity!"
Faster than a cheatah running after it's prey, Erik pulled Chrisitne closer, told her to hang on, and cut the rope that held a scenery, and they disapperaed through that fake fire thingy.
Without hesitation, I leaped from my hiding place, pushed Raoul backwards, making him fall over, and jumped in after Erik and Christine. As I fell I thought: This is gonna be rough!