Chapter 23
Faye POV
I woke up to the blinding sun shining in my face. I rub my eyes and stretch. I turn to my left and I see the man who I would be destined for life after today's events.
Erik was just outside my door, watching me. Handsome as ever.
"Do you like it when I watch you sleep?" he asked me sweetly.
I laugh gently, wondering how long he had been watching.
I turn to him on the bed, letting the sun hit my hair just right hoping to take his breath away.
He sighed. Yes, it must've worked.
"Didn't you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony?" I ask innocently
He came over to the bed and took my hands in his and kissed them.
"I couldn't stay away from you, Faye. Being separated even for a few minutes will drive me insane. I can't lose you again-
He takes hold of me and brings me into a crushing embrace.
"I won't lose you again." he squeezes me so tight and I gasp for air but he doesn't notice.
"I love you, Faye." He says as he brings his head back to mind and looks deep into my eyes.
"Erik-" I whisper
"I...I know but I can't help but wonder, Faye Please never go away again." He buries his face in my hair and kisses my neck feverishly. I feel slightly dizzy.
"Why do you love a monster like me? Why? Faye? Why?" he puts his gloved hands on my face and faces me.
"You don't deserve me Faye." he slackens his grip on me as if to shrink back into the darkness away from the light. No Erik! Never say that again!
I grab onto his jacket and bring him to me and rip off his mask. Before he could react I kiss him, deeper and pouring all my passion out for him. Running my hands over his beautiful face as he responds in surveying my figure. He breaks away and says
"I should go..." he states
"Erik! NO! Erik! Listen to me!" I say quickly. I held onto him as small tears escaped my eyes. Onto his shoulder I rested my head and he held me there as if cradling a small child.
I take a deep breath and convince him once again my overwhelming love for him
Rain fell down
You were there
I cried for you when I
hurt my hand
Storm a-rushing in
Wind was howling
I called for you, you were there
Whenever dark turns to night
And all the dreams sing their song
And in the daylight forever
To you I belong
Beside the sea
When the waves broke
I drew a heart for you in the sand
In fields where streams
Turn to rivers
I ran to you, you were there
Whenever dark turns to night
And all the dreams sing their song
And in the daylight forever
To you I belong
I ran to you, you were there
Whenever dark turns to night
And all the dreams sing their song
And in the daylight forever
To you I belong…
To you I belong…
To you I belong…
He was crying as I finished the song, the song showing that I belonged to him...always.
"Thank you Faye, Thank you." As he cried me kissed every feature of my face. He held onto me steadfastly and possessively. Not wanting to ever leave me again.
I smile. Crying of happiness.
"Erik, we should really be getting ready."
He sighed sadly.
"I guess we should, my love. Before I ravish you right here, right now." He smiled lustfully. His eyes full of desire.
He got up, gave me one quick kiss and said.
"To sustain me until I see you at the church."
He playfully smiled and left me alone in the room.
Smiling I readjust the wedding gown on me and smooth it down. I walk up to the mirror and look at myself. Well, it could be worse.
I hear a knock on the door. I hope it was Erik.
"Come in."
It was Madame Giry.
"Madame Giry…and Meg! What a pleasant surprise!" I said surprisingly.
I have to say, I was very grateful to see both of them.
Madame looked suspicious. Maybe because my hair was a little crazy, I admit. The dress wasn't perfect either.
"Why you are still here, child?" she asked me seriously.
"What do you mean?" I wanted to know.
"He isn't keeping you against your will, is he?" she asked.
"Madame Giry I-" I stammered
"Speak freely, Faye you're among friends." Meg interrupted.
"He didn't… violate you… did he my dear?" asked Giry.
"Madame, Meg I am here on my own free will, and I am to marry Erik today. NO, he never took advantage of me." I stated.
Their expressions were shocked.
"I'm sorry my dear. I had to make sure, Erik has this possessive side and well sometimes he doesn't know what to do and…." She stammered unfortunately
"Yes, Madame, I know but it is all resolved." I smile.
"Well, do you need help preparing for the wedding Faye?" asked Meg curiously.
"Well, yes I do need dome help with my hair and…"
"Already on it." Meg answered happily.
Madame Giry began to curl and brush my hair, only Dior would do that. My poor mother never did.
Fresh tears came to my eyes. Wow, I've cried so much lately.
"Meg can you go out a get me some flowers?" asked Madame Giry out of the blue.
Meg, rather confused, but complying with her mother's wishes said
"Yes mother."
And left.
"You know Faye, it's okay to miss Dior but again as my mother told me if you love someone let it go. She wouldn't want you to worry."
As much as I would hate to admit it, she was right.
"You're right, Madame."
She would have been disappointed in me.
"There. You look beautiful." She sighed and I looked up at the mirror. It reminded me of the dream I had. I looked like that girl; it was the same dress and the hair too.
"Thank you Madame Giry"
"Antoinette." She said quietly.
"What?" I ask.
"You may call me Antoinette, dear"
"Thank you…Antoinette."
Meg reentered. Carrying dark roses,
"He gave me these to give to you, Faye." She said shyly.
"Thank you Meg." I smile. I look down at the note. Erik, I miss you too.
"Well, we will meet you at church." Antoinette said as she headed out the door.
"Charles will come to escort you to church." Meg said happily.
"Charles is here?"
"Yes."
"When will he come?" I couldn't wait to be in the church and see Erik again.
"Soon. So be ready. Erik is as ready to be married to you as you are to him." She replied.
"Well, goodbye till we see you in church." Says Meg.
Meg turns to leave so does her mother.
"Goodbye and Antoinette-"
"Yes?"
"Thank you." I simply state.
"You're welcome. Do not pity the dead Faye." She smiles and left.
I see the veil on the table next to the bed and look at myself in a mirror.
Left alone with my thoughts I remember that I am about to make the most important decision of my life.
Erik POV
She wasn't going to run away. Was she? What if Meg and Antoinette convinced her that she should leave me? What if she's left already? What if?
God, what kind of man are you? I asked myself.
She said that she loved you. Just this morning. Well at least implied it.
She sang to me. Saying that she belonged to me. Which she did. At least I didn't have to tell her that. She willingly said yes to me.
Then why am I so scared I will be left here standing alone?
Where was she?
We deserved each other.
Faye POV
The rain took us longer to get there than expected.
Besides the church was farther away than I would have expected.
Once we finally got there, I was an hour late.
I practically ran into the foyer of the church.
It was a small church, surrounded by a forest of trees. It was a simple, with its old delicate features. A very quaint little church that Erik and I would always go to on Sundays and treasure in our hearts.
Charles comes up from behind me and signals the priest who had fallen asleep. One of the altar boys signals the organ player and nudges the priest awake. The wedding march began to play, I saw Erik then and everything else seemed to melt away as I walked down the aisle by myself. Taking it all in. Savoring everything, the sight of Erik's masked but grinning face, the smell of rain, the sound of the organ playing the song, the feeling of my dark rose bouquet, the taste of the moment.
Erik POV
She looked absolutely magnificent. As always. I saw float down the aisle like an angel and I couldn't help but remember all the memories flash before my eyes in song.
She stares through my shadow
She sees something more
The first time I saw her, she had rescued me from the mob
Believes there's a light in me
She is sure
When she told me her story ad I asked her to come with me out of pity. I who pitied her, fell hopelessly in love with her after that moment without knowing it
And her truth makes me stronger
Does she realize?
I awake every morning
With her strength by my side
Her visit to her beloved nanny, how I knew so little of her sorrow.
I am not a hero
I am not an angel
Taking her away from Paris, and starting our little adventure
I am just a man
Man who's trying to love her
The first time I heard her sing in the carriage, Purple Rain, how much we both love the rain.
Unlike any other
In her eyes I am
Her song she sang to me when I was sad about Christine
This world keeps on spinning
The Masquerade ball, how she made me feel more like a man then ever.
Wanting her to stay in my embrace.
How she stayed by me when that fop ripped off my mask.
Only she stills my heart
She's my inspiration
She's my northern star
The passionate moment we shared in the darkness of the quiet ally.
I don't count my possession
All I call mine
The way she ran out on me.
I will give her completely
To the end of all time
The endless hours of cursing myself for letting her go
I am not a hero
I am not an angel
I am just a man
Man who's trying to love her
Unlike any other
Drugging her from killing herself, how I wanted to take her into my arms and make sweet love to her.
In her eyes I am
In her eyes I see the sky and all I'll ever need
In her eyes time passes by and she is with me
I am not a hero
I am not an angel
I am just a man
Trying to make her see that she means everything to me. That she is beautiful, that her soul is perfect like herself.
Man who's trying to love her
Unlike any other
In her eyes I am
This morning…
In her eyes I am…
I say a silent prayer, thanking God that she was in my life.
God, Thank you for bringing my precious Faye into my life. I love her more than anything else in the entire world. She is perfect.
She reaches the alter and takes her place beside me, takes my hand into hers and smiles, as a blushing bride should.
Faye POV
I approached the priest.
Oh god, why was I nervous? I was marrying the man I loved.
I took hold of his hand and his smile back to mine gave me my support back.
"Do you Erik take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?"
"I do." He stated loudly.
"Do you Faye take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?"
In this moment I felt so many different emotions and had no idea what was going to happen or what might. I had a flashback when I found him next to the opera, when I looked at Erik, he actually looked sad. I remember him taking me away from Paris, my first singing lesson, the masquerade ball. I knew I couldn't bear him anymore grief. I wasn't going too. I was overflowing with love because of him, the love for him. I loved that man more than I can describe.
"I do." I state confidently.
I stepped closer to him, willingly. Erik looked at me as if was going to cry. Oh please in the name of heaven Erik, don't cry! For then I shall cry as well! And how I've cried so much these last few days!
"I now pronounce you husband and wife."
I looked at Erik and he looked at me. Both of us were waiting for the other to make the first move.
The priest waited a few moments to say this to Erik.
"You may kiss the bride."
Erik looked nervous, as he moved closer. I couldn't wait any longer. I leaned in and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. And he responded in one of his passionate kisses full of promise.
Together, Forever. At last.
Needless to say, I couldn't wait for the honeymoon.
Happy New Year Everybody!
Songs: To You I Belong- B*witched & In Her Eyes-Josh Groban
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