Heyy fan fic readers! Sorry i know it's been forever since I last updated. But luckily i have a three day weekend! School and cheer leading really keep me busy. And guys please please review, I'm not sure If i am going to continue this fan fiction so i need your guys opinion, their the most important, if you like it, i will try and keep writing. Thankss for the support! Enjoy:D

Eleana sat on her windowsill starring up at the sky. She could not believe she had actually encountered the Phantom of the Opera, and he was going to give her singing lessons once a week. Never in her dreams was she able to imagine that one day she could sing like Christine Daae, and now with Erik's help, that was going to change.

But something scared her about all of this. Was Erik going to trap her in his lair for two weeks like he once did to Christine? Surly he wouldn't, he was in love with Christine, she was only his student. Eleana decided to shove away her thoughts by thinking of the boy at the freak show.

She was going to finally be with the man she loved. She was going to here his beautiful voice once again.

But even these thoughts could not preclude her thoughts about Erik.

He looked like a mess, not only physically but emotionally too. He seemed to second guess every move he made and to only trust himself. He barley even seemed alive, he was just a body without a soul, without a meaning to live. Eleana wondered if this was because Christine had left him. Though even without his soul, she couldn't help resist thinking how handsome he was. He was tall, nicely dressed, and muscular. She found him very intimidating and he seemed to make all of her thoughts go blank.

Trying not to get too carried away, Eleana shut her window seal and changed into her night clothes. Leaving her fiancee and meeting Erik had drained her. She said a quick prayer, blew out her candle, got into her bed, and was asleep within minutes.

Erik stood outside of a small inn, which Eleana was staying at, lurking behind the shadows. He could not help but follow her home making sure she made it their safe.

He starred at Eleana as she looked up at the night sky while the moonlight shimmered upon her.

Stunning. Absolutely stunning.

Erik cursed to himself quietly for thinking that.

No one will love me, I have to learn to except that. If Christine could not see past the monster of which I consume, than no one can.

But she was truly beautiful, that was clear.

"I need to learn to sing for the man I love."

She loved another man. He shouldn't go making a fool of himself like he did with the last person he got close to. Eleana was just his student and nothing more.

Erik noticed Eleana was getting up and shutting her window. He had the urge to shout out to her saying he was there, but shoved away the thought as soon as it came to him.

She then blew out her candle. Erik decided to go back to his lair and to plan his new students singing lesson.

Eleana lied in her bed not wanting to wake up and trying to drift back to sleep. She had just had the best dream. She had finally gotten the guts leave her fiancee and go to Paris to meet the Phantom of the Opera. The Phantom had agreed to teach her to sing and his true name was Erik. He was also very attractive, but most importantly she was going to find the boy from the freak show.

She stretched her arms and rubbed her eyes when she came to the conclusion she would not be able to fall back asleep to her dream. She slowly opened her eyes when she gasped aloud.

I wasn't dreaming! I did come to Paris, I met the Phantom of the Opera!

A emotion of sadness came over her suddenly. She was going to miss her family. She was worried about her fiancee, Charles. He was probably disgusted with her and going crazy. He had always loved her. Ever since she was a little girl, Charles was always nice to her and cared for her. But all she could see in him was a friend, he was like her brother, like family. She had tried to love him, it drove her insane as to why she just couldn't just show affection to him in return. But that question was answered for her the night she heard Christine Daae sing. She could not love Charles, her heart had already belonged to another man.

Eleana did not know anyone in Paris. The city was nice and not that much different from Dijon, but was just much bigger. Being lonely was one thing Eleana could not stand. She did not like having no one to talk to. The night in Paris scared her too. The other ladies that lived at the inn she was staying at often came home drunk and bring home a different drunk men to the room every night. Eleana stayed clear of them, not wanting any trouble.

Eleana began her day buy going down to the market getting food for herself with the little money that she had. She was going to need to find a job soon if she was going to want to eat. After that she went home and washed all of her clothes except for the one she had on and pinned them to a close line on her balcony. As dark approached Eleana decided to go inside.

Just as she was going to retrieve some parchment and a quill to write what she had been putting off for a week, a rapid knock came from her bedrooms door.

Is it Erik? It can't be. Our singing lessons are not till tomorrow and was I not supposed to come to him?

Eleana got up and slowly began to approach the door. Another set of knocks came from the door. Obviously he was impatient.

She twisted the doorknob fast, wanting to get it over with but came face to face with the last person she expected. It was not Erik, for it was her brother Claude.

"Claude! How did yo know I was here!" she questioned in a violated voice but welcomed him with a loving hug.

"I had to make sure you were alright."

He did not look happy at all. Eleana rarely ever saw her closest brother get mad.

"Well I'm fine." she said turning her back to him.

She knew Claude inside and out and she knew he didn't come all this way just to make sure she was alright. Eleana and Claude were the most attached to their father and took his death the hardest. The only way they made it through was by each other.

"Eleana...what are you doing? Why did you leave home? Why did you leave Charles with nothing more than a note when you left!"

Claude was very close to Eleana trying to find out answers of which she didn't fully know herself.

"I know what I'm doing Claude. I am an adult now keep that in mind. I am allowed to do what I please!"

"And leaving your family, your fiancee, your life Eleana, that pleases you! Did you not think about anyone but yourself before you left? I thought you always put others before yourself, I thought that's how father raised us!"

"Maybe it's time I do what I want to do Claude not what you, mother, or Nicolette wants me to do. And don't bring father into this! He would tell me to go fulfill my dreams, to live my life, not others."

Claude did not know what to say this. He paced around the room looking out the window. She assumed he was trying to calm down.

"Can you at least let Charles know you are safe. Hes worried sick about you, hes hired a search team to look for you." Claude said in a calm matter.

Eleana was glad to see that he had calm down. She didn't like it when her brother was angry because he only acted that way when he was worried, and their was nothing for him to worry about...not yet.

"Before you busted in here I was already planning on writing him thank you very much."

"Eleana...come home...please." Claude looked as if he was on the edge of begging.

"I can't."

Eleana could feel tears begin to well up in her eyes. She turned around, she didn't want her brother see her cry.

Claude approached her and turned her around.

"I didn't mean to upset you. I just need to know you were alright and knew what you were doing."

Eleana leaned on her brothers shoulders and began to sob. She could not help it, she loved her brother so much. He looked so much like their father.

"I've thought this through, Claude. I do know what I'm doing." she said after pulling herself together.

"Is their really another man?"

Eleana didn't assume he read the note she left Charles.

"Yes. Their is." she whispered.

"Will he take care of you?" Claude looked concerned, just as any typical big brother.

"I think so."

She did not want to tell him that she did not know the man's name of whom she loved or that if he would love her in return. Luckily he did not mention it. Instead he asked a question that caught her off guard.

"Well is their at least one person that you know that can check up on you to make sure you are okay?"

Eleana's mind immediately jumped to Erik. But surly Erik would not come to check on her. He was just her singing teacher and little did she know if he even really wanted to teach her at all.

"Yes, Claude please do not worry." she said trying to make it sound as convincing as possible

Claude did not buy her bad acting and pulled her in for another hug.

"I wish father were here." Eleana whispered.

"So do I, Eleana...so do I."

"Will you say a prayer at his grave for me. Please tell him that I miss him and that I hope he forgives me for my disappearance?"

"Of course I will."

"And tell everyone they have nothing to worry about and I will write them as soon as I get a chance?"

"I would of done so even if you had not asked."

Claude was edging his way towards the door.

"Eleana as much as I hate to, I have to go. Mary doesn't exactly know I'm here and she is probably growing curious of why I am taking so long visiting mother about now."

She did not want him to leave. Eleana had been so lonely for the past week. She forced herself not to cry and reminded herself why and who she was here for.

"Please come and visit any time, Claude, just don't tell Charles where I am at."

"Goodbye Eleana."