Happy Holidays Fan Fiction Readers ! I hope Santa brought you all good things this year like he did this year for me. I got the Phantom of the Opera 2004 verson with total hottie Gerad Butler on dvd ! I was so happy! And my sister drew me this out of this world amazing picture of the Phantom of the Opera:D

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-Maddie

Not knowing what to do or where to go, Eleana departed the Opera House, separated from the man she loved.

The cold early December night air stung her face like a million needles being pricked into her face, leaving Eleana feeling light headed. She could feel a fainting spell coming about her, now that her vision was beginning to blur and the world seemed to be moving. her effortless crying did not help her much either. She could not help but think that she had just lost the man she loved, her Angel of Music, her teacher, the boy she met at the freak show so long ago...

Eleana took a seat down on the first step to the entrance of the Opera House, not knowing what else to do. How could she have been so idiotic? Only thinking of herself and not the consequences. Poor, Erik, he probably felt so cheated and betrayed. But never were Eleana's intentions to hurt Erik, or to let her position at the Moulin Rouge get so out of hand.

Trying to clear her vision some, Eleana blinked the tears out of her eyes, in order to make out the figure of someone who was approaching her. She wanted to call for help, assuming this person was up to no good wandering the streets of Paris past hours. After thirty seconds or so of Eleana trying to call for help, she felt a clammy hand touch her bare shoulder.

With all the strength she could muster, Eleana called for someone she knew would not come.

"Er-"

But it was too late, Eleana had fainted.

Five hours later, Eleana woke up to her deep slumber due to the tremendous amount of sunlight penetrating onto her. She was anxious to wake up and see Erik; excited to find out what was on their agenda for the day. Just as she did every morning when she fell asleep in the depths of Erik's lair, Eleana grabbed the fabric of the bed sheets to inhale the Opera Ghost's familiar, comforting scent.

But the bed sheets did not smell like him at all, Eleana opened her eyes in shock with a loud intake of breath to find herself in an all too familiar room.

She was in the Moliere mansion. Charles Moliere.

Eleana had never been so angry in her life. Charles took her away! But how did he find her?

Her thoughts immediately jumped to Erik. The previous night had happened...it was not a dream Eleana had when she had fallen asleep, but a living nightmare. Even though he forced her out of his life for all of eternity, Eleana's heart dropped at the thought if Charles had gotten to Erik.

Eleana needed to make sure Erik was okay, whether or not he loved her. Just as Eleana began to get out of the bed she woke up in, she heard the door to the bedroom squeak open.

"I thought I heard you get up. Here, you've had a rough night from what I was told by the state Gustave found you in, eat"

Eleana did not turn around, she kept her back facing Charles, not wanting to talk to him. she didn't even know what she would tell him even if she tried speaking. Eleana heard his footsteps grow closer to her and felt the bed sink in as he sat down onto the mattress.

"Look, I know you must be confused, upset, and very angry with me my love, but you need to eat and bathe. Until then, we will talk."

With that being said Charles left the room. As soon as he did so, Eleana got out of her sitting position immediately, repulsed, not knowing what to do.

As she paced back in forth in the same path for about two hundred heart beats, the aroma of the food Charles had left for her made her stomach growl. She had to admit, it did smell quite delicious. Eleana could not remember the last time she had eaten. Before she knew it, Eleana was consuming the food as fast as her body would allow her.

Once she cleaned her plate, she considered taking a bath could not hurt...

Once she was freshened up, Eleana chose a solid black dress, the dullest of the bunch, to wear. It reminded her the most of Erik. But she felt selfish for spending so much time on herself when Erik could be dying somewhere or worse, dead. She needed out of this place, she needed to be with her guardian. Her Angel.

Eleana nearly ran to the bedroom door to try and leave when she found the door to be locked from the outside.

Was she Charles prisoner now?

He wasn't going to get away that easy, Eleana thought. She walked over to the french doors where there was a balcony she could jump off of and make a run for it, when she found Charles had outsmarted her and locked them as well. Eleana began to pace around again when a rapid knock that startled her came from the bedroom door.

"May I come in?"

Without a second thought she replied, "No."

Obviously not caring what Eleana wished, Charles came in anyways.

"Please, sit down, we have much to discuss."

Eleana was not going to follow Charles orders. Being stubborn as always, she stood in place, crossing her arms.

"Fine, then do me as much as to listen. I know you have many questions that have yet to be answered, but I'm more than happy to fix that." Charles did a charming smile, trying to create a bond of friendliness.

Eleana observed her ex-fiancee. He was still the same Charles. He was six feet tall and had scruffy brown hair, always combed into place, and a dimple below his smile that she used to find adorable.

Starting with the most obvious question, Eleana began interrogating. "Why am I here?"

Looking down at his feet with his hands in his pockets, Charles sighed as he took a step closer to Eleana trying to figure out how to put this.

"Don't you see Eleana," Charles said looking up at her now, "Your family misses you...I miss you. You left with barely an explanation, saying you were in love with another..." He couldn't bring himself to continue on with out loosing his temper. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "Another man. For all I knew the note could of been a fake and you could of been kidnapped. I was worried sick. I searched for you for three months...three months, Eleana, day and night! Never once have I had a good night sleep. How selfish are you? Our wedding was was in a few weeks and you just flee! My love-"

"Don't call me that."

Charles was close to Eleana now, looking at her, trying to make contact with her eyes which were starring at her feet.

"Eleana, please, don't be ridiculous."

Charles reached out to hold her hand, but Eleana immediately pulled away.

Eleana looked up at Charles for the first time. As she did Charles emerged a huge smile on his face, thinking she was giving in.

"When do I get to leave?" Eleana asked blankly.

Charles' smile disappeared and was immediately replaced by a look of confusion.

"Leave? What do you mean leave? You're not going anywhere Eleana. You're staying here with me, where you belong, as my-"

"Prisoner." Eleana interrupted.

"Fiancee." Charles said simultaneously.

With a look of disgust, Eleana said, "Fiancee? Charles don't you see, I don't love you! I left you, doesn't that help you understand at all?"

Charles putting on a intimidating face, was inches away from the girl he loved so deeply, about to loose his temper. He would have to tell her how it was and snap her out of her fairytale dream with the man she had abandoned him for.

"Oh, but Mademoiselle Rochette, you will love me. You will live with me, as my wife, and mother to our children. Claude gave me your hand in marriage long time past. Things do not change just because you do not love me anymore."

"Charles listen to yourself!" Eleana screamed, not knowing what possessed Charles to be so cruel.

"You'll do as I say, and there is nothing else to it. You are mine, and no one elses. You belong to me!" Charles screamed back, inches away from loosing it.

Not giving up just yet, Eleana continued to argue.

"No, I don't Charles! Maybe before but not anymore. I love another man and he loves me too! And you stole that from me...you stole away the only thing that makes me happy. The only person I will ever love."

Eleana knew she was lieing when she said Erik loved her too, but she could not except that he did not love her anymore. Not yet.

Forming a mysterious grin upon his face, Charles said, "It doesn't matter anymore. Your secret lover is trapped, I have him, locked away where no one can find him but me."

He watched as Eleana's face went from anger to fear in the matter of seconds. Eleana was always one to believe his lies, just as she did now.

Eleana's heart dropped and all the blood in her face drained. Erik...

"Erik" Eleana whispered.

Charles laughed, "Yes, well your Erik is under my control now. His very life is in my hands now, I could send him to his grave right now-

"Charles you bastard I hope you burn in hell! If you kill him, you will have to kill me too-"

Eleana was cut off by the powerful sting of Charles slapping her across the face.

"You will not talk to me like that!"

Keeping her position which she found herself in after being abused, Eleana waited for Charles to hurry up and get done with what he had to say. He had crossed the line, she had lost all respect for him and just wanted to be alone.

"You will do as I say. You make one bad decision or choose not to follow my orders, your lover will be sent to his grave. Do I make myself clear?"

Eleana began to turn around, but Charles grasped onto her shoulder, clawing her in order to force her to face him.

"I said, do I make myself clear?"

Did she even know who Charles was anymore? Eleana simply nodded to show her acknowledgment due to the ball forming in her throat giving her the sudden urge to cry. What happened to the sweet charming man she once knew? The one that wouldn't dare hurt a women in such a way? Could people really change so suddenly? Or was she finally seeing Charles true colors? Eleana's thoughts were interrupted once Charles began to speak again.

"Now, you are free to roam about my house as you please, what mine is yours. I will not keep you in here as a prisoner but I do expect you to be in here by no later then half past nine. But if you try any funny business, any at all, you can wish your lover farewell."

Charles made his way to the door but turned around before exiting saying, "You are to meet me in my office at four sharp. I have a special evening planned out for us and it will not go to waste. Please dress appropriately for it is a rather fancy occasion."

Charles then left the room in triumph. She had believed his lie so easily. Eleana collapsed onto her bed in defeat.

Eleana's dark mysterious fairytale with Erik had come to an end; the cold reality of a living nightmare with Charles had begun.