Lottie's POV

I woke up the next morning and sat up. I sighed as I remembered the events of last night. I looked at my left hand and found a beautiful engagement ring. I ran my other hand through my hair an realized I was wearing the same dress from yesterday.

I got up and changed into a pretty light pink dress. As I tried to put it on I accidently loosen the lace on my corset. "Crap!" I said. I went to the mirror and tried to tie it back up but the more I did the more it loosened. "Erik!" He came in the room and looked at me struggling with the corset.

"Again?"

"Yeah, the more I try to tie it the looser it gets."

"Here." he said he swung my hair over my shoulder and started at the laces. "Lotte,"

"Yes?" I asked as he finished with the laces. He turned me around and placed his hands on my hips. I blushed and he smiled.

"Do you, um, what do you, ugh," I placed my index finger on his lips.

"Is this about last night?" He nodded and I removed my finger. "And the ring?" He nodded again. I pulled away and went to the bed. I slipped the dress on and smiled. "How do I look?" He smiled and walked over to me.

"Beautiful." I smiled.

"Merci." I said giggling.

"Oh vous parlez français? C'est très bien, j'étais heureux que vous saviez beaucoup sur la musique, mais vous êtes également bilingue. C'est merveilleux. Vous savez le français est ma langue maternelle, mais l'anglais est bon de savoir aussi."

"W-what?" I asked completely confused. He looked at me.

"You speak French?" He asked.

"Oh no, no. I only know a few words." He chuckled.

"Well I said you speak French? That's great I was excited that you were a musician but you're also bilingual. That is wonderful. French is my native tongue but English is a good language to know also."

"Oh" I said giggling. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me.

"So about the um ring." I looked up at him.

"Well,"

"If you think it was a bad idea I understand I mean we just met and even though it," I put my finger on his mouth.

"Stop, Erik the ring was," I paused for effect. "Was a great idea!" I shouted. Then after the past couple days I totally Phangirl out. "Imeani'mgunnamarrythPhantomofthOperaomgthisisgreat!" I stopped to catch my breath. "Erik I'm gunna marry you! Yay! Yay! Yay!" I screamed jumping around the room. "I can't believe you want to marry me! Me of all people!"

Once I finished being a total Phan girl Erik looked at me and chuckled. "Is everyone in the future like you?" I giggled.

"Well not everyone would have a reaction like that but most Phangirls would."

"So that's a yes."

"OMG of course!" I literally jumped on him and hugged him. We fell to the bed. He smiled and I giggled. I kissed him for a moment and he kissed me back. After a little while a moan escaped my lips.

"Lottie, Lottie."

"Hmm?" He lifted me off of him and sat me on the bed, breaking our kiss.

"No, this isn't a good idea." He kissed my cheek and left the room. I sighed laid on the bed. That was a great kiss.

Erik's POV

"Erik?" I heard Lottie call.

"I'm in here."

"Where?"

"The kitchen." I stepped in the door way and saw Lotte walking toward me.

"Hey, what are you doing?" She smiled and I grabbed her hand.

"I was making some tea."

"Tea, that sounds good." She smiled and sat at the small table. I let go of her hand and went back to making tea. Suddenly I heard her stomach. She wrapped her arms around herself. "Guess I'm hungry."

"Really? I couldn't tell." I teased.

"I'm hungry too." I threw my hands on the counter. And growled angrily.

"I thought I told you to tell me when you're coming over. And how did you know I would even be here?"

"Oh hello Nadir." Lottie said as I turned around.

Lottie's POV

"I'm hungry too." I turned around and saw a Persian man standing there. It was Nadir Khan, I thought he was only in the book!

Erik threw his hands on the counter making me jump slightly. "I thought I told you to tell me when you're coming over. And how did you know I would even be here?"

"Oh hello Nadir." He looked at me then back at Erik who had finished the tea and handed me a cup.

"Erik who is this?" Erik glared at him.

"She is none of your business." He said sitting at the table right across from me.

"Erik, who is she?"

"Um she is sitting right here." I said.

"Pardon me Mademoiselle, I'm Nadir Khan but it seems you already knew that." I nodded.

"Hello I'm Charlotte Ryder."

"Well Mademoiselle Ryder may I speak to Erik, alone?" I nodded and placed my tea on the table and head out the door. Instead of leaving I hid outside the door to listen.

"Who is she Erik?" Erik sighed.

"She is a friend."

"A friend? You don't tend to have very many friends. Erik who is she really?"

"Why do you care?" Nadir sighed.

"Erik, did you, did you rape her?"

"What?!" I stepped around the corner. "How dare you! He would never do anything like that to me! I love him and he loves me and he would never do something like that to me!" I yelled. Erik came over to me.

"You love me." He said. I blushed and smiled.

"Of course I do." He grabbed my hand and turned to Nadir.

"See Daroga, she is here willingly, and like she said I wouldn't dare lay a hand on her."

"Oh you wouldn't, then what's this?" Nadir lifter my chin and examined the bruise on my neck. "It looks like you tied to kill the poor thing." I jerked my head away and buried my fast against Erik.

"I-I did. But that was before,"

"Before what Erik? Before she realized the only way not to get killed was to pretend to love you? Is this going to be just like Christine?"

"Daroga, watch what you say."

"Or what Erik? What would you do to me?" Erik was seething with anger. He took a step intimidatingly toward Nadir who didn't seem fazed.

"Erik, calm down, please." Erik huffed then wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.

"Dear girl has he been hospitable, or has he been his usual unfriendly self?"

"He has been very kind, besides when we first met." Nadir still didn't seem convinced.

"Daroga can't you just let it be?" Erik asked angrily. Nadir shook his head.

"How could I? I haven't seen proof enough yet that she is staying willingly." At this I stood on my tip toes and basically had a make out session with Erik right in front of Nadir.

"Proof enough?" I asked after a few minutes. Nadir nodded then turned his attention to something else. I sat down and sipped at my tea and listened to Erik and Nadir fight about something else. I began to giggle. The two of them looked at me.

"What? What is so funny?" Erik asked which made me giggle even harder.

"Watching you two." They exchanged glances. "Oh come on, you two are full out frienemies." They both looked at me confused. I sighed. "A frienemy is someone who you are friends with, but you still fight with them and are also enemies, hence frienemies." They nodded then went back to their discussion.

When I was finished with my tea I patted Erik's shoulder to let him know I was leaving the kitchen. I went to the music room and played a few chords on the piano. After a while I got bored, and went to the kitchen to see Erik and Nadir still talking.

I decided to walk around and look at Erik's house and look in rooms that weren't showed in the movie. I eventually found two bathrooms, a living room or parlor I guess they are called, a library, and another bedroom. I went in and looked around.

It was dark and there were black Persian curtains on the walls. I saw a bed and a writing desk. Other than that the room was pretty bare. "This must be Erik's room." I said to myself. After looking around I stepped out and walked down the cave corridor. I opened the last room and looked around, it was pitch black.

Suddenly the door closed behind me and the lights came on. It was the torture room from the silent movie version of the Phantom of the Opera. There were mirrors everywhere and a large metal tree in the corner of the room.

Suddenly it became very hot. I ran back behind me to the door but it was gone. I became very scared. "Erik! Erik! Help me! I'm in the torcher chamber! Help!" I waited for a moment but Erik didn't come. He was most likely still talking to Nadir and couldn't hear me.

I yelled for him a few more times but he didn't come. By now I felt like I was on fire! I took my dress off and placed it next to the tree. It was so hot. "Erik!" I yelled but my throat had become very dry and was starting to get coarse because of all the yelling.

"Erik! Help!" I yelled. I tried to yell again but all I could get out was a faint cry. I began to sob. After what seemed like an eternity the tree was looking very helpful. That taunting metal tree now seemed like a savior with its nicely tied noose hanging from its branch.

By now I was feeling very weak I tried to crawl over to it but the last thing I remember was falling to the ground.

Long Chapter! I hope you liked it. Please R&R Thank you.