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Charlotte's POV

I woke up to music I looked around and saw Erik's music box with the monkey playing the symbols. I sang along to Masquerade for a moment before the music stopped. I looked around and sighed I looked at the grandfather clock in the room and realized that it was almost twelve in the afternoon.

I hopped up and went to the dresser. I brushed my hair and giggled at how silly this was. Erik probably thought I was crazy and we both had made a wish which brought me here. I sighed and went to the closet and picked out a beautiful black and purple dress.

The skirt was black with a lavender purple top. It was kind of like the one Christine wore when she was begging Raoul not to make her preform in Don Juan.

I smiled and put it on the bed. I got ready to change into it but realized it had a corset. Great, maybe I could figure it out. I started to try to put it on butt it didn't look right. I frowned; I can't ask Erik for help! He will most likely be freaked out by the situation. And on a more important note he might see my scars!

Wait maybe that's what we needed. I was kind of insecure about my scars and was just about to run out there and say hey I have these crazy scars you should see them. I calmed myself and made a decision.

"Erik!" I yelled he burst into the room. When he saw I was only in my night gown he blushed and looked away.

"Yes?" I giggled a little.

"Well I need help." He looked at me questioningly.

"How do I put this on?" I said holding the corset up. "We don't wear corsets from my time, and well I'm not sure how to put it on." I blushed and he stuttered slightly.

"Well did you try first?" He asked.

"Yes I did!" He gave me an embarrassed look.

"Well do you want me to help you?" I nodded.

"Um do I have to take the um?" I said pinching at the chemise I was wearing under the night gown.

"No that is supposed to go under the corset." I nodded and took the night gown off. He blushed so much that he looked like a tomato. I giggled at the thought and he gave me another embarrassed look.

I was blushing too, it was embarrassing only being in the thin chemise and what I assumed was a slip of some kind. He helped me into the corset and I swept my hair to the side as he began lacing up the corset.

So far he hadn't mentioned my scares, but there was no way he could miss them either. "Is it supposed to be so tight?"

"Yes." He said simply.

"Why?"

"To make women look thinner."

"Oh." This was really embarrassing. A few moments passed. "I know you see them." I finally said.

"See what?" He asked.

"The scars." I felt him let out a breath, the air hit my neck as he tightened the corset.

"Yes, I see them. I was trying to be polite though Charlotte." I sighed.

"You don't have to be. If you want to know just ask." He finished with the corset and left the room. I shook my head and got dressed. Once I had finished I walked through the Persian curtains and saw him sitting at the organ again.

"Do you spend all of your time at that organ?" He shook his head. I sighed. "Have you worked on any new operas?"

He shook his head again. I walked up to him and sat next to him on the bench. "Like I said you can ask me if you want to know." He seemed to think for a moment then shook his head. "Are you going to talk to me?" He shook his head and stood. I jumped up and grabbed his shoulder.

"Talk to me!" I commanded. He looked away leaving me to star at his mask. I instantly pulled it off and he threw me to the ground.

He let out a few curses. "Why! Why would you do that?!"

"I got you talking!" I yelled over his curses. He let out a growl of anger the fell to the ground and began to sob. He was like a child, I crying child who was all alone. My heart instantly broke. He reminded me of myself after a fresh beating from my father.

I crawled over to where he was sitting. "Erik, I'm sorry." I began to cry myself. He looked at me his hand covering the right side of his face.

"Are you going to leave now?" I felt hurt.

"Leave why would I do that?"

"I threw you on the floor I yelled at you. It if that wasn't bad enough I've already tried to murder you."

"Don't worry its fine. I've had worse Erik." He shook his head.

"No its not. Wait, worse is that where the scars came from."

"Yes, now I do believe you saw my scars so can I see that face of yours?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Charlotte there are some things that are better left unseen."

"First off, call me Lottie please. And second, I doubt your face is that bad." He shook his head.

"Char, Lottie it's horrible. If you see it you'll run away like everyone else."

"Erik, just let me see it. You saw my scars, and a very small number of people see them. Now you have to let me see your," He threw his hand down and I examined his face. His eyes were closed and half his face was deformed.

It really wasn't that bad, it looked just like Gerry's deformation when he played the Phantom. I lifted my hand and lightly touched his deformed cheek. He opened his eyes and starred at me in awe. I smiled and placed a kiss on his marred cheek.

"Here." I handed him his mask.

I stood up and went to the organ. I sat there for a moment starring at the keys. "B-but w-why didn't y-you scream or run or something?" He asked running to the organ. He sat down next to me. I looked at him and saw he had placed his mask back on his face.

"Because it doesn't scare me, frankly it's not that bad." He gawked at me.

"What? Not that bad?! People screamed when she revealed my face to practically all of Paris. They screamed and threw curses at me! Lottie I'm a monster!"

"I know, but it doesn't bother me. What bothers me is that you call yourself a monster." I turned to him and placed my hand on his good cheek. "You are not a monster."

"Yes I am!" He jumped up and ran into his lake he pulled something out and held it up. It was a noose. "I couold kill myself right now and no one would care because I'm a monster!" I stood and ran to the edge of the lake.

"Erik put the noose down." I said he looked at it then placed it around his neck.

"Why should i? No one cares about me!" I walked into the lake. It was actually warm, I thought it would be freezing.

"I care!" I yelled. He pause for a moment. I thought for a moment then got an idea.

Pitiful creature of darkness,

What kind of life have you known?

God, give me courage to show you,

You are not alone!

I walked over to him and pulled the noose off of his neck. He gave me a sad look as a few tears fell from his eyes. I looped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I pulled away after a moment. He gave a slight smile so I pulled him in again and pressed our lips together.

After a moment he pulled away. I realized he had wrapped his arms around my waist. I smiled and looked into his topaz eyes. "Oh Lottie," I kissed him again and after I pulled away I buried my face in his chest. He held me close and I never wanted it to end. After a while he loosened his grip on me.

"Come you should get out of the water, you might catch a cold." I nodded and he picked me up. I giggled as he walked to the shore and placed me on the ground.

"I-I'll go change." He nodded and I smiled and went to the swan room. Once behind the curtains I let out a childish Phangirl squeal.

"I-I'll go change." She smiled and walked to her room. I smiled and went to the organ when I heard a cry of what I hoped was excitement. I chuckled and sat on the bench of the organ. She kissed me! She actually kissed me. And she sand the same words Christine sang to me when I was kissed by her.

But Christine kissed me because she had no choice, Lottie kissed me because, well I hoped she meant it. She had seen my face and not once was frightened. And even then she kissed my cheek.

Did she love me? Of course she does she kissed me repeatedly and told me my face doesn't bother her. After a moment she came out in a light green dress with short sleeves showing one of her scars on her left arm.

"H-hi." She said as she came over to me. I stood and smiled. She looked at me. "You make me go change but you leave you wet clothes on?"

"It's just the trousers that got wet."

"I don't care, go change into something that's not soaked. And take this vest off, it looks very uncomfortable." I nodded and obeyed her command.

Lottie's POV

After a few minutes he came out wearing new pants and his slightly unbuttoned white shirt. I let out a slight sigh as I realized he wore that shirt in the movie. His trade mark white mask was set properly into place, and he fixed his black wig.

"I believe I heard you sing a minute ago." He said walking towards me.

"Yeah." He smiled.

"Would you sing for me again?"

"Oh, I um, I'm not too used to singing in front of people. I can play an instrument for you though."

"I understand, what do you play?" He asked.

"Well anything really. Piano, violin, tuba, viola, harp, clarinet, and pretty much anything." He gawked at me.

"What about organ?"

"I've never played an organ, do you have a piano?" He smiled.

"Over here." He led me to a hidden room.

"It's beautiful." I said starring at the grand piano in the center of the room. There were many instruments and their cases all around the room.

"It's my music room. It's the one room the mob did not destroy." I turned and smiled at him. I ran to the piano and sat down. I ran my fingers across the keys and began to play. I played a song I knew he would love.

Night time sharpens,

Heightens each sensation,

Darkness stirs and wakes imagination,

Silently the senses abandon their defenses.

Slowly, gently,

Night unfurls it's splendor,

He sat next to me and accompanied me on the piano.

Grasp it, sense it,

Tremulous and tender,

Turn your face away from the garish light of day,

Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light,

And listen to the music of the night.

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams,

Purge all thoughts of the life you knew before,

Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar,

And you'll live as you've never lived before.

He stood and pulled me from the piano. He took both my hands in his and sang to me.

Softly, deftly,

Music shall caress you,

Hear it, feel it,

Secretly posses you,

Open up your mind let you fantasies unwind,

In this darkness which you know you cannot fight,

The darkness of the music of the night.

He let go of me and began walking circles around me.

Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world,

Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before,

Let your soul take you where you long to be!

Only then can you belong to me.

He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist taking my hands in each of his. I closed my eyes and leand my head back on him.

Floating, falling,

Sweet intoxication,

He put my hand on his cheek.

Touch me, trust me,

Savor each sensation,

He turned me toward him and led me out of music room and towards the organ.

Let the dream begin let your darker side give in,

To the power of the music that I write,

He gestured to the music on his organ.

The power of the music of the night!

He picked something up that was hidden under some sheet music. He smiled and placed it in my hands. I opened them and saw a ring! Not just any ring it was the same ring he had given to Christine. He loves me!

I knew Christine fainted at this part of the song, and I knew it would be an awkward conversation after he finished singing, so I pretended to faint. Right on cue he caught me and walked to the swan room. He laid me in the bed.

You alone can make my song take flight,

I felt him slide the ring on my finger.

Help me make the music of the night.

He held the last note as the black curtain fell around me. Once I was certain he was out of the room I smiled and yawned. I was tired I turned over and fell asleep.

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