Christine
I lay for a while before finally drifting off… I thought of how Erik's temperament had changed suddenly as I sang that song…
I couldn't even remember why I had begun to sing that one part… I pondered the reasons, "What if he remembered how I acted so compassionate to him then turned cold and sullen as I left him for Raoul?"
That must have been it… The memories, they were haunting him. They were filled with the pain I have caused him, "My poor angel." I whispered as I drifted to sleep.
I awoke and looked to find Erik, my sweet angel, watching me as I slept. He walked over and sat next to me 'Good morning Mon ange, how are you?" he inquired now gazing at my hand.
"Oh it's fine." I lied, trying to hide the pain I felt as I raised up out of bed.
He raised one of his eye-brows in that questioning way telling me that he knew I was lying as he said, "It is sore, I see."
I looked down at it and raised my head up so that our eyes met, I was smiling, "You can tell?"
"We read each others minds obviously." He smirked as he said this and cupped my sore hand gently in his hands.
I gently kissed him and saw the pain of yesterday vanish in his sapphire blue eyes.
He and I walked out of his bedroom and went to eat, for the first time, breakfast together.
He never took his eyes off me… He was so observant, so caring…
I knew deep inside him the kind angel and the fiery demon shared a body, shared a soul and at times the demon prevailed and at times he locked it away. I vowed right then, as soon as it occurred to me that no matter what happened I would never abandon my angel again. We finished breakfast and for the time being we sat and talked with one another.
Soon we began another singing lesson; my voice was clear once more and as I raised it, the clarity and power of soon overtook the entire music room. Erik stopped playing his organ and sat there just staring in awe; I began to blush once more and turned my head so he couldn't see.
"Christine…how?" that was all he could say; he had never been so speechless before.
I couldn't quite explain it myself…but something deep inside my heart, my soul began to whisper gently, echoed and I knew how to explain it.
Erik
She was so beautiful and the sound of her voice was amazing… I had never heard such beauty before.
I asked her how and she stood for a moment I could tell she didn't know herself. As I was about to say something she sang softly in the tune of a very familiar song (Learn To Be Lonely.)...
"Angel of Darkness,
Your love and guidance,
Has made your angel's
Voice full of love and passion.
I will not leave you.
I'll always be true.
Can you trust your angel?
Can you love me once again?
I don't know,
What is to come.
All I know is I need you.
Can we try?
My love for you won't die!
Angel of Darkness,
My love is endless.
Can you trust your angel?
The past was rough, but my heart is true.
My Angel of Darkness,
Life can be hard,
But love will pull us through."
All I could do was sit there and listen to the last reverberations of her song. I felt tears begin to slide down my face; I tried to hide them from Christine, but she as soon as she saw them, she walked over and sat beside me.
"Erik?" she said so softly and she embraced me in a comforting hug. She laid her head on my shoulder and said "Love is stronger than Pain... Our love is stronger than life."
She then kissed me so gently and so passionately that all the pain that I had been through was soon gone and all that was left was the love I felt for her.
I looked into her eyes which were glowing now with a strange, familiar fire.
I caressed his soft, angel-white face, moving a lock of her hair out of her eyes and said "Our love is stronger than Pain."
She nodded and we sat for a long time, held in the comforting embrace until Christine had to leave for another rehearsal.