Phool: In Her Eyes

Chapter 6 – Dance With Me?

Jol's eyes flew open in alarm and her gentle hands grabbed the wrists of the man behind her. 'Bare arms? Not Erik then. Not Erik!?' she panicked, 'Oh, my God, who is it?!' Apparently she had muttered the part aloud because the man behind her replied,

"It's Jean! I thought you would have known my hands by now." he chuckled referring to the lift. Jol sighed and apologized for freaking out as she did. "Well, I won't forgive you no matter what you say." she replied grinning slyly.

Jol scoffed and smiled back, "What must I do in order to achieve forgiveness, oh great Jean?"

He seemed to ponder this for a moment. "Dance with me?" he asked softly grabbing her hand. Jol nodded and followed him to the center. He placed his right hand on her waist, while she placed her left hand lightly onto his shoulder, and he grasped her right hand in his left. They began a slow soothing waltz; she closed her eyes as she let him lead her around the stage.

Her vision from earlier flashed through her mind. 'He looks like he man from my vision: tall, lean, and subtly strong. The motions are the same, yet it feels wrong.' She thought to herself, as he pulled her closer to him and quickened the pace. 'No, the emotions aren't right, the passion I saw in the vision, it's not here. Then why am I letting him kiss me?!' she mentally screamed pushing herself away.

"What do you think you're doing!" she demanded more than questioned.

"Kissing you…" Jean answered slowly, baffled.

"What, pray tell, do you think gave you the right to kiss me?!" Jol huffed slapping him across the face. "Wait, don't even answer that, never speak to me again!" she hissed walking off the stage.

"That will be hard. We do dance together after all," he called after her smiling.

Jol slowly turned around to face him from her place in the wings, "Last I checked… Dancing didn't require any talking." She promptly turned on her heels and left him heartbroken on the stage.

"Now where do I go? I can't go to Erik, he'll ask why I'm crying, and I won't be able to lie to him, and he'll harm Jean. And no matter how much I may want to currently, I can't let Jean get hurt that badly." She muttered walking aimlessly through the tortuous back stage. She shook her head and wiped the tears that had fallen onto her cheeks. She took a deep breath and set her mind on her destination: the Chapel.

She sat with her legs tucked under her on the cold, hard, stone floor. She found a match on the ground; she picked it up, and examined it, 'Still usable.' She lit it and brought it slowly, so as not to extinguish it, to the candle.

She had never lit a candle for a loved one before, but she had seen Christine do it many times, after a performance, for her father. She decided this candle now burned for her deceased father, as well. She sat back and prayed. She prayed for her father's soul, for her sister, her mother, Christine…Jean, the rest of the Opera Populaire's cast and crew, yes even Carlotta. And lastly she prayed for Erik; she prayed, hoped, wished, that he would be able to find what he was looking for in this world, she prayed that he, and herself, would be able to find out the reason for his lifetime of suffering.

Fresh tears fell down her face as she thought of Erik history. She didn't know much, only what her mother told her. She only told him of when they met… at the gypsy fair in the city. How they beat him for no reason and how she brought him to live here, at the opera house. She had a feeling there was much more to that story alone, but she thought it best not to push the matter.

'After all it is Erik's life, and not mine to meddle in… yet.' She thought and laughed for a brief moment and then sobered. She got up quickly, "Time for dinner…" she said to herself as she walked down to the dining hall, careful to avoid the detection of her mother or sister. She had no desire to explain her tear stained face to them… of all people.

A/N: Well me hope ya liked it… not my personal favorite, but it was kinda rushed in a hurry just to post it!… and so my friends wouldn't murder me… so yesh! Once again check for errors if you wish… not big deal… I try my best, but I know it still bugs some people… and so give me suggestions… I kinda need them… just some small ones… to start the next chappie! lol sooo in the mean time… Have fun!

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