So here is chapter two of Cure My Tragedy. Thank you all who took the time to review the first chapter and I have taken in all comments and have edited some points in this and for future chapters to work with what you all have said. I am looking forward to seeing how this chapter is taken in by everyone. So thanks for reading and hope you enjoy it.
Remember Me
Christine stood in shock for a few moments, her legs unable to do what her mind wanted. Slowly the feeling returned to her legs and she started to take a step forward, needing to follow Erik. She could not let it end like that. She felt a soft hand gently take hers, turning her gently.
Raoul stood behind her. Christine's eyes were brimmed with tears as she looked a Raoul's young face. He was so innocent, much like her. Not seeing the wider picture of what was happening to them. Christine didn't know how to tell him at that moment. She just wanted to find Erik. To apologize, to tell him that she wanted to be with him, but instead she was staring into the young face of her fiancé.
"Are you alright?" He asked, raising one hand to her cheek, gently caressing it. This only caused more tears to fall down Christine's face as she nodded softly. She mumbled something that he did not hear.
"They'll find him, Christine. We can go away from here. You're free now." Raoul said very softly and gently pulled Christine into a hug as she whimpered into his chest. This wasn't what she wanted at all. She had to go find Erik but she wasn't sure how to pull back from Raoul's hold. He seemed so gently, this was why she was engaged to him. He was Prince Charming. In every meaning of it. But he was also a viscount, and Christine was a performer. Performers don't marry royalties.
They pulled apart when a commotion started below them. Both looked down to see Piangi being untied and engaged. He stood up in a daze, staggering like a drunk to get off the stage, Carlotta following like an obedient puppy. Christine bit back another sob and the feelings in her body came back suddenly and she sprinted off to the dressing room, praying Erik would be waiting for her.
Raoul watched, wondering why his fiancé was so upset but this time he did not follow. Perhaps some alone time was what she needed.
Christine reached her dressing room, tears falling down her face, sobs wracking her small body. She stepped up to the mirror in her room, watching for any sign of him but he simply was not there, she felt truly alone. She would always be able to sense when he was near somehow, but now the room felt cold and empty. The warmth of his presence was not there.
"I am your Angel of Music, come to me Angel of Music." She sang, a sob replacing the answer she so desperately wanted to hear. Christine collapsed to the floor again, crying as she looked up at the mirror hopelessly. He was not there. He would not come for her. She pushed herself against the mirror, silently begging him to come back.
After a few moments of silent tears, Christine willed herself to stand up, wiping her face and looking around the room. Something caught her eye on the desk and she stepped towards nervously. Upon the desk was a red rose with a black ribbon and a note. With shaking hands Christine picked up the note, reading the contents;
Christine,
By the time you get this I will be gone from your life. I couldn't go without saying this goodbye and this could not be done in person. I wish you well with your life and Viscount. Know that I however will always love you.
Please remember me,
Erik
Just when Christine thought it was not possible to cry any more, fresh tears slipped won her face she reread the note. Erik was saying goodbye to her? She couldn't figure out why he would do that. Did he not see that she loved him on stage? Did he not understand what she was trying to tell him?
A knock on the door startled her and she quickly went to open it.
"Christine, Raoul's waiting outside. He has his horses and carriage at the door." Meg spoke, looking as white as Christine. "He says you should come leave with him."
Christine studied the dancer, her best-friend and sister, looked so small and frail. Not even Meg would understand the secret of Erik. The secrets of her heart would not be able to be released to anyone. She could only nod as Meg glanced around. Christine turned to her small bag, already packed for her escape with Raoul. She placed the rose and note inside it and walked back towards the door, giving the dressing room one last glance, the home of so many memories lay within its doors. She knew this had to be her goodbye as well, but to her, Erik would always have a home in her heart. She would never stop looking for him, and maybe one day, they'll come together again.
At the door, Christine turned and said her farewell to Madame Giry and Meg, her only real family.
"Promise to come back and visit?" Meg asked hopefully.
"Of course, Meg. I come back to visit as often as I can." Christine said softly, giving her friend the best smile she could find.
Soon after the farewell with the Giry's, Christine found herself giving the opera house a last look before the carriage moved away. Christine settled herself next to Raoul, giving him a questioning look when she did not recognize the path they were taking. She hoped that Raoul was simply taking her to another one of his homes, slightly out of Paris. Somehow though, she knew it wasn't the case at all.
"We're getting out of Paris, Christine. France even. My family owns a vacant estate in England. We can have a fresh start there." Raoul said, giving a soft smile, not noticing the hidden despair in Christine's eyes. She was not ready for this. She wanted to go back. How was she going to find Erik now? He had to know she loved him. He had to know someone in this world could love him and want to be with him. This heartbreak would surely break him.
She really was saying the final goodbye. To everything she ever knew.
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So chapter two is over. Yes? No? Please review and give any comments whether you love or hate it. For those disappointed in the chapter please tell me what I could work on to make it more entertaining for yourself and others.
Thanks everyone
Meg