Chapter 6: Sad Reunion

By: PittsBurghFuzz

Erik took Christine back to her room, and returned to his dark, damp room. Many of the guests in the house often called the lair, "the joyful prison", for Erik always locked himself in there, but enjoyed it. Christine could not sleep, especially after she met with Erik again. Christine often wondered if it would have been better if she had stayed with her Angel of Music. Raoul would have been married to a respectful aristocrat, while Christine would have stayed with Erik. Nobody would have lost. However, Christine, Raoul, and Erik did not have such perspicacity about this fiasco.

"Oh Erik, why did I have to leave you?" Christine asked herself.

Erik sat on his bench looking at his sheet music.

"Well, this is certainly a funny joke!" Erik laughed. "Well God, You've finally done it now! A decision that was so obviously right turns out to be the most horrendous thing I have ever done! And to make things worse, I am still alive to suffer the consequences! I am I to stalk the earth forever, in search of love, you comedian of nature!"

Erik punched his iron wall, and caused a dent. Erik was too angry to feel the pain, he was just so confused with himself. This reminded him of his days when he was still addicted to morphine.

Erik then heard footsteps.

"I thought I told you Ravelli, not to disturb me while I'm at work!" Erik roared.

However, Ravelli was not at the door. It was Abbey!

"Oh Abbey! I'm terribly sorry, I've been up all night and-" Erik said with an apologetic tone.

"No Erik, its quite alright." Abbey said, with a neutral look on her face. "I have a message for you."

Abbey gave Erik an envelope. Erik tore it open, and read the letter. He shrugged his shoulders and put it to the side.

"What did it say?" Abbey asked.

Erik sighed. "Remember that fiend that attacked you?"

"Yeah?"

"He is asking for my help. The man needs money, and he claims that I stole his wife."

"Well, she's not here, right?"

Erik was quiet.

"You mean, she's...?"

Erik nodded. "Oh Abbey, she as such a sad life. The poor woman pays the bills by, well. Lets just say it isn't the most honest job. Her husband beats her, and she receives worse treatment from her 'customers'."

"Oh Erik! That's terrible!"

"Yeah, I know. Say, do you need a ride home? I can ask Gordon if he can-"

"No, that's not necessary. A friend of mine is waiting for me outside. I'll see you later Erik."

"Wait, let me walk you out."

"Okay." Abbey smiled and took Erik's hand.

They walked out of the damp room, and into the grand main entrance area. As they walked out of the house, a carriage with a young man was waiting outside. The boy had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was good looking.

"Bye Erik." Abbey said.

"Bye." Erik said softly, as the young girl ran to the carriage. Erik went inside his home, looking from his window at Abbey and her "friend". They kissed!

Erik closed his curtains, and stormed into his "joyful prison"; it helped Erik forget, just for a little while.