Gustave's POV
Kelsey let me got from her grasp and FINALLY realized I was choking. After she let go of me and said she was sorry,she took me to her home in the catacombs. It was amazing. Candles were lit everywhere and a grand piano was sitting on the rock hard floor. "This is where my father lived, until the mob came after him. He fled when the opera house went in flames. They rebuild this place again huh?"
"Yes. That following year. They used the original design and built it. Wow. This place is amazing! Your father must've been a great composer."
Kelsey shut her eyes. I think she was remembering the memories with her father.
"I'm...sorry."
"It's alright... Do you compose?"
"Yes. But I have not played the piano in years."
"Why not? Music was our passion. We played the piano and sang every day... I wish I could sing in the opera, but I can't because of the mob and my face..."
"Don't worry about that! I will get you in somehow... I will talk to Andre and Firmin when I go back up to the opera house."
"You will?! Thank you! BUT, do not tell anyone else! You got it?"
"Yes Kelsey."
"Can you sing?"
"Yes. But my voice is a little rusty-"
"Oh come on! Let me hear you sing! I am your Angel of Music Gustave!" I chucked. I knew that Christine had an Angel of Music; which was her father. She was an angel of music. I obeyed. I sucked in my gut. I exhaled and started singing:
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge In pursuit of that wish which till now
Has been silent
Silent. I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me,
dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me
No second thoughts
You've decided
Decided.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
Our games of make-believe are at an end.
Past all thought of if or when
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
What raging FIRE shall flood the soul
What rich desire unlocks it's door
What sweet seduction lies before us?
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
What warm unspoken secrets Will we learn
Beyond the point of no return?
Kelsey sang with an angelic voice, She was an angel of music.: You have brought me
To that moment when words run dry
To that moment when speech disappears
Into silence
Silence.
I have come here,
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined
Our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent,
Now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided
Decided.
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion-play has now at last begun.
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud burst into bloom
When will the flames at last CONSUME us?
We both sang together:
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed So stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return.
"How did you know that song?"
"I have found a finished score in the manager's room. Don Juan Triumphant right?"
"My father wrote that. It took most of his life to complete. Mother was the woman, and father was the man. After mother took off father's mask..."
"What?"
"The chandelier. It fell down and then the whole opera was in flames. I shouldn't have told you that. That's why the mob was after father."
"Well, that's in the past... Um, I must get going. It's getting late. Goodnight my Angel of Music."
Kelsey's POV
He called me The Angel of Music! Wow. Father must be really proud of me for being his little Angel of Music. Gustave left. I walked to a small mirror that has crashed , and looked at myself with father's mask on my face. Then, a shadow appeared. It was a man's face in the mirror... my father's!
"I am your Angel of Music, come to the Angel of Music. I am your Angel of Music, come to the Angel of Music!"
"Father! Is that really you?"
"Yes my daughter." "Why have you come-"
"And why have you taken role as the phantom?!" I sighed.
"Father. The mob was after me! The man that killed you, tried to kill me! I wanted revenge of that man that killed you."
"I know, but you wouldn't kill somebody. You are the sweetest person I have ever met! Why do you have my mask on your face ma cherie?"
I cried as I slowly took off the mask.
Father gasped.
"How did this happen?" father asked as he looked at my scarred face. "The man... he tried to kill me. He cut me with a knife and whipped me until I bled to death when I was trying to make your grave next to mother's."
"Let me see those whip marks. They might get infected." Father came out of the mirror! He looked like his old self; no blood. He gently unzipped my dress; not much, and looked at the large slash across my back. "Just as I thought. It's getting infected. Do you have some anywhere else?" I nodded. I pointed to my cheek and my stomach. "Oh dear. You SHOULD be the phantom then; for what they have done to you."
"Father, I fell in love."
"I know. Gustave. I have never seen him before. But he is a good man who loves music. He suits you."
"Daaaad. Are you saying I should... you know... socialize with him?"
Father nodded. "You're old enough. I think you two will make a great pair:just like your mother and I."
"I don't know father..."
"You will know in time if you like him my dear." I walked to the bed in the room. I layed in the bed. Father came in. "Good night ma cherie."
"Good night my protector."