Surprise! It has been over half a year since I last uploaded and I am truly sorry. I lost my motivation and my depression got the better of me. I wanted to delete all my social media and fanfics and just end my existence. But I am feeling alright and miss my writing. SO I want to finish this as I never finish anything so please forgive me and I wanted to give you this chapter as an apology. I am unsure about the teen wolf fic but I will try and get to the end of season one. Please be patient with me. Thank you for reading this still and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 13: The Red Devil

"Have you missed me good monsieurs? I have written you an opera!"

He proceeds down the marble steps, throwing the score down to the ground. Not one has their sights set on anything but him. His eyes scan the crowd, taking in all their expressions and emotions. He was sure enjoying them jolt back in terror as he made his way toward Raoul and Christine.

I am silenced by his audacity to appear as he was in front of all these people, terrifying them and myself included. How dare he do this!

Raoul rushes away as I stand in front of Christine. I must not let Erik do what ever he has planned for her.

"Katia, no, please stay back!" I hear from behind me. No, he shall not bully her anymore! He has gone too far with this infatuation! It must end!

"And as for our star, Miss Christine Daae"

I return my gaze to Erik's, hoping to somehow convince him to give up this performance. To no avail he berates Christine, insisting that she must return to him, her teacher.

I step back as I realise what he has said. I was sure that he had not spent any more time with her. Before he had told me that she learned her singing from him. Had they been secretly meeting, and he did not tell me?

Christine pushes past me and makes her way toward him. They lock eyes as if nothing else matters. Nothing else exsists. She looks as if she loves him as he appears to love her.

A single tear, flees from my eye that I swipe away quickly. Why am I upset? Why should I care? We were friends, we were never courting. He expressed his intentions toward her before!

The spell between them is soon broken as Erik rips off her necklace and vanishes beneath the floor, but not before Raoul jumps down to join him.

I cannot take this no more so I rush out of the hall and almost break my legs running down to the lair. I want answers! Why is he messing me around!

I see him as I finally get to the edge of the lake. Clutching my skirts I jump out of the boat and he turns to see my expression.

"Erik! What are you doing?! Why must you scare Christine so?"

"I do not answer to you!" He laughs, tossing his sword into a pile of crushed up paper. He is acting so full of arrogance, I begin to feel such anger at him.

"Yes! YOU DO! We are supposed to be friends, Erik! Friends do not keep such things from each other! You failed to inform me of your teaching Christine!"

He storms toward me, his boots slamming the ground echo and feel like an earthquake has struck. He clutches my arms and shakes me, vigorously.

"I have loved Christine since the moment I heard her voice! She is mine! I created her! She must love me and only me!"

I grow angrier at his confession of love for her. I have to make him see he is delusional!

"She does not love you, she is betrothed to Raoul! Leave her be!"

His grip tightens so, I no longer feel my arms and my confidence dissipates! He is going to kill me!

"SHE BELONGS TO ME! I LOVE HER!"

"But... I love YOU, Erik! Isn't my love enough?"

As soon as my words leave me, he jolts back ripping his hands from my now tender, red arms. I wince and fall to the ground, my hair shrouding my face as I weep in despair. I love a man who in turn loves another. How cliché?

I peer up at him through my hair, hoping to catch a glimpse of remorse on his face. Hoping he will sweep me up and apologise to me, reciprocating my love and vowing to forget Christine. This is what I wish for, this is what I want.

His face is not one of remorse or admiration. I cannot read him. He returns my confession with silence. Turning away, he strides toward the organ and proceeds to play loudly, slamming the keys with all the aggression he holds inside him.

I push my hair from my face and slowly rise to my feet. I cannot bear to be in his proximity. I cannot bear to stay here any longer, I have to leave.

Taking one last glance back at him, I see I am no longer wanted. I must leave the Opera House for good.

Arriving at the other side of the lake, I dash up to the mirror, making sure no one is there in the room. Entering alone, I go to my chambers and change out of my beautiful turquoise dress bought especially for the masquerade. I throw it in the dresser in sorrow.

I decide to leave no note as I dress myself in the midnight blue peasant dress I wore the first night I came here. No need to wear any of the finery I had been gifted, after all: it was not mine.

At the stables, I search for Bess, but I cannot find her. I check everything, there is not one person here. Not strange as it is late at night. Well, I guess she is well looked after here at the stables. Maybe she decided to stay with Henry seeing as they had bonded so well whilst I was busy with playing.

I will surely miss playing here, the Opera Populaire. It was a whirlwind adventure and such a great job. But I have enough money earned to get me a house somewhere nice. Maybe down south, near home?

I slowly walk to the entrance of where my journey began. I am being ridiculous. I do not have to leave, just for falling in love with the Opera Ghost? For telling him of my life? For him constantly killing, murdering and intimidating and obsessing over Christine. I do not feel safe here any more. I need to move on. I can make new friends, I can live on my own. I can meet someone new...

I take once last long look at the opera house and I turn my back on it, heading for somewhere new. Unbeknownst to be, with a masked man, staring at me from above in the darkness, I shan't be gone from the opera house for long...

Ok, this was so hard for me to write but I hope you guys get some sort of closure. I dont know if this is the end of the story or if you want me to finish to the end where raoul, erik and christine are in the lair. If so please do, but if you want this to be the end then it shall be the end.

Hope this was ok for you all and thank you for being the best

AS x