Erik: *sitting on the computer desk with a worried expression* Only one review and no new chapter... Where is she? Did something happen to her? Did she get injuried? Was she kidnapped? Oh my god it´s all my fault!
Me:*walking in the room smiling at Erik* Hello Erik! I´m back!
Erik: *jumped from his seat and came and hugged me* Nightstar! you´re alive! Are you hurt sick injuried? Have some kind of horrible disease? Oh god where in the name of music were you?
Me: Erik I was sick actually I still am I have a sore throat and I was put on house arrest... Plus I took a bunch of medicine in order to come here and post a new chapter on the story. I also went to the doctor today and-
Erik: Doctor?! Sore Throat oh god an actor´s and singer´st nightmare! Did he give you medication? Did he torture you? Tell or so help me
Me: Erik! Ouch *grabbing my throat* I actually went to the eye doctor and just got my annual check up luckly i´m not that blind and I got some new glasses I have to pick them up tomorrow as to my throat just a normal epidemic that occured here nothing to worry about *taking in the hug*
Erik: Well that´s good I was worried about you... Now you were here about a chapter?
Me:*Breaking from the embrace* Oh yes! I have the new chapter for this week and I´ll post the next chapter as well because next week I may go back home and then I´m moving... On the plus side I´ll have my computer fixed and internet to be able to work on this.
Erik: That is sad but here we go. Don´t forget to review and comment we really like to hear your comments.
Me: oh Erik I like you to meet someone
Erik: Oh who is it
Elena: Hello Erik *blushing slightly*
Erik: o.o She´s real!
Me: Enjoy! Oh btw this is Elenas´s P.o.v in the beginning enjoy! Review and comment please!
Three Weeks later
It's been three weeks since I'd seen Erik, and surprisingly I relaxed a bit. I covered the mirror with a blanket in case Erik did not get the idea. I didn't mean to sound offensive but Erik spent most of my time that I had no time to go out or work on my living arrangements. During my three weeks I drew, practiced singing, went horse back riding with Meg and Mathew, spend time with both Meg and Mathew, searched for a suitable apartment, and wrote some songs and letters. Today, however, I wanted to be left alone. I did not have the heart to practice; it was evident when I sung The Jewel Song and the other songs. The songs seemed bland without emotion; even the most inartistic person could sense it. As the day went by and rehearsals for Faust were over, Meg and Madame Giry came up to me.
"Elena, is something wrong? You were so distracted in rehearsals today that the music seemed tasteless… Are you ill child?" Madame Giry asked me.
"No Madame, I've had a lot in my mind and I guess I got it the better of me," I answered.
"Elena what troubles you?" Meg asked with a small frown on her face.
"Nothing troubles me Meg… however; I do have a favor to ask you both."
Erik's P.O.V
It's been three agonizing weeks since my Elena left. I didn't think she'd actually wanted me out of her life but when I saw the mirror covered I realized she was serious. You brought this upon yourself. If you wouldn't have snapped at her and called her a Spanish whore she would be here besides you.
"Oh shut up!" I yelled at myself.
Erik, Erik, Erik when will you learn not to frighten women away? First Christine, now Elena, who's going to be next? Meg? Madame Giry? The voice in my head mocked.
"I said shut up! I'm trying to solve this!" I yelled. I'll go see her at rehearsals and then I'll take her to my lair. Wait, that's a bad idea. Last time I did that Elena nearly killed herself. Maybe a note will help? No, she'll throw it away. Oh there has to be a way to get to Elena.
Maybe you should apologize to her! You were rather thoughtless about her feelings Erik. Elena is a forgiving woman, she'll forgive you. JUST GO FOR IT! The voice advised.
"And let my dignity go down the gutter? I think not! She should be apologizing to me! Elena was about to invade my privacy! Take off my mask! The only protection I have in this god forsaken universe! No! I will not apologies," I stated. As I said that I felt as if I stabbed myself in the heart. I knew I was lying to myself; I needed to see her and be with her.
I missed her and the way she would worry about me… but of course I know she'd be happier with the fop then me. I can see why she wants to be with him. He has a kind face with a refined nose, pale like Elena. His eyes blue-gray were like the color of the sea after a storm. His hair the same color as Elena's dark brown that could be mistaken as black and it was shorter than the former fop but nonetheless silky and so kept. The new fop was also considerably tall, he was probably my height. Mathew, a beautiful name! As Meg Giry stated 'Like an angel!' How I hated the man! He was twenty-three years old much younger and probably stronger than I; Mathew is more suitable for Elena. Oh how I hated the boy! He looked too good, he was hiding something though. Every time he tried to focus his eyes at Elena or Meg he'd seemed lost in his eyes, and rarely blinked. The thought of Elena spending more time with Mathew got me madder! I even had hallucinations of seeing her kiss that fop in the mouth or the fop claiming Elena as his! That thought made me snap. There is no way in hell; I was going to let that happen!
I then marched to Elena's mirror and tried to look through the mirror. I could only see silhouettes. I saw Elena getting a book and going through the door. I stepped out carefully and saw how dark it was. Elena must have met with the fop! I went looking out the window in case she left outside. In this case I saw nothing not even a carriage. I then searched the whole opera house for Elena, but could not find her. I then decided to give up. Up? Up! I went through another passage and went to the roof.
Through the shadows I saw Elena wearing a black dress with long sleeves and buttons that showed from the front. Her hair loose rather than the bun she usually wears made her look beautifully heartbreaking. She had a book and rosary in one hand and in the other a picture frame. The look on her face was distant and depressed; no smile appeared in her face. She walked over to a small table and then she smiled.
"I see Meg and Madame Giry did what I asked... Everything is here. The candles, the matches, and a place to hold the picture frame. I shall thank them tomorrow… but now," Elena uttered. She slowly got everything in order, and moved the picture frame in the middle of the table. Elena then put the rosary and book aside as she started to light the candles. Once she was finished she knelt down and grabbed the book and rosary. She was praying in Spanish, yet I understood some words. I heard the name Anna Cristina. She seemed to pray for a while until she made the cross on herself. I impulsively did the same. She grabbed a small candle she then looked at the picture. Then she held up the candle and lit it up, she then started to sing a prayer.
God- our heavenly Father
Oh, God- and my mother
Who is also in heaven
May the light
Of this flickering candle
Illuminate the night the way
Your spirit illuminates my soul.
So this woman, Anna Cristina, was her mother. Elena never mentioned her family before, now that I thought of it she was right. I knew nothing of her. This intrigued me even more.
Mother, can you hear me?
Mother, can you see me?
Mother, can you hear me in the night?
She must have been very close to her mother or she would have not been so preoccupied with her spirit not hearing her. I kept listening.
Mother, are you near me?
Mother, can you hear me?
Mother, can you help me not be frightened?
She stood up and looked at the sky full of stars. Her hands were grasped in her heart and her emotions were set free.
Looking at the skies
I seem to see a million eyes
Which ones are yours?
Where are you now that yesterday
Has come and gone
And closed its doors?
The night is so much darker
The wind is so much colder
The world I see is so much bigger
Now that I'm alone
She sunk to the floor then looked at the picture. I wished I could have comfort her, put my arms around her, and tell her it was alright. At last I couldn't she would probably yell at me for interrupting her prayer. She then knelt and put her hands together and looked at the picture with her eyes filled with unshed tears.
Mother, please forgive me.
Try to understand me
Mother, don't you know I had no choice?
Can you hear me praying?
Anything I'm saying,
Even though the night is filled with voices?
I remembered everything you taught me
Every book I've ever read
Can all the words in all the books
Help me face what lies ahead?
The trees are so much taller
And I feel so much smaller
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright
Elena sank to the floor with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Mother, how I love you
Mother, how I need you
Mother, how I miss you
Kissing me goodnight.
She let all the tears come out, it made my heart break even more. She always smiled and now I see it was all a façade to not to let other see the hurt in her eyes. How much she was suffering, how much she'd endure.
"Mother it's been two years but I can't let go. I-I won't accept the fact that you're… that you're gone. I promised you I'd spend time with Mathew. I've been neglecting that promise but I will do whatever it takes to do so… Mother I-I-I feel so alone!" Elena sobbed out with her hands trying to wipe away the tears. She let more fresh tears appear.
"I finally made it to Paris and am singing in opera house, what you always wanted me to do. I'm the new Prima Donna and improved in my singing thanks to Erik. He's the Phantom of the Opera by the way. He made me his student and I believe I was his friend, but I messed it up! I betrayed him mother! I pushed him away! And I miss him so much, mother! I miss him so much it hurts!" Elena wept while trembling from the sadness and probably the coldness she felt from being in the roof. It's true how people say a woman's heart is an ocean filled with secrets, and if you look closely in her eyes you could see all the pain she has felt. That's what I saw in my angel's eyes at that moment; all the pain I wanted to desperately wipe away just to see her content. I had to act now or see how this angel would fall to her own peril.
Elena's P.O.V
I thought I was alone in the roof top, but as I cried to the point where I was trembling I heard an all too familiar voice float out in the darkness.
Heartbreaking Child
So sad so helpless
Yearning for my friendship
Oh God! He heard me say I missed him! I had two options now: run to my room and never come out or answer him. Guess which one I choose?
Erik or Mathew
Friend or Phantom
Who is it there, staring?
Have you forgotten your Erik?
Erik, oh, speak
What endless longings
Echo in this whisper
Too long you've wandered in isolation
Hiding the pain in your eyes
I can't believe you just heard me
Well believe it
And as if from an act of magic or fate we both united our voices.
Yet (you're) I'm not upset
Erik (Elena) my friend (my angel)
I am sorry
For betraying (treating) you unfairly
Erik (Elena) my friend (my angel)
All is forgiven
Come to me (stay with me) beautiful angel
What is it with him and all the compliments? Tears kept running down my cheeks and I was still on the floor shaking. I then felt a pair of strong arms lift me up so I could stand. I turned around and saw Erik's golden eyes filled with tears. He hugged me tightly and I did the same.
"Elena, I'm truly sorry for treating you badly and for calling you that awful word that does not describe you. I'm sorry and I hope I'm worthy enough to call you friend," he said with tears.
"Erik there's nothing to forgive! Oh my friend how I missed you!" I said as I cried and hugged him tightly. He was shocked but as I pulled away he held on to me tighter. Erik then whispered something in my ear.
"Elena, I want to know everything about you. I want to get to know you and understand the pain you felt." I cried more and Erik seemed confused.
"Shh-Shh-Shh Elena don't cry anymore! Erik doesn't bear to see you cry. Please, seeing Elena cry makes Erik feel sad. It makes Erik feel useless and unable to do anything for Elena. Elena, please don't cry! Don't break Erik's heart with your tears," Erik said while using his third person defense mechanism.
"I can't help it Erik! It's been two years and I feel so lonely Erik. She was my light. She guided me and kept me safe from all the horrible things that happened to me. She also supported and helped me have the most wonderful thing in the world… I miss her so much," I sobbed out as I got to the picture frame and held it up. Erik looked at it for a bit then looked at me. He wrapped his arms around me more protectively and kept trying to calm me down. What felt like hours went by and Erik finally managed to calm me down. Erik than broke the silence.
"You look like her but you're wrong about one thing." Erik stated.
"What would I be wrong in?"
"You are not alone anymore. I'm here with you beside you. I'll always be here Elena," I smiled and dried my tears. Erik cupped my face and kissed my cheek.
I felt my heart flutter and my cheeks blush a bit. What's happening to me? I quickly turned off all the candles and set them underneath the table. Erik also helped but he kept his eyes glued on me with a sort of protective expression. Once we were done Erik took my hand and started to guide me carefully through a secret passage after 10 minutes of pure silence Erik stopped. He turned to me then he did something that shocked me. He plunged his lips into mine. Erik kissed me.
Erik's kiss was a pure chaste kiss. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of his warm lips. Wait, I'm enjoying this? I know what you think but trust me when I say that after what I've been through love is not an option for me. Erik pulled away slowly his eyes fluttered and he looked so cute gaining his awareness back. What am I doing?! Erik deserves someone better than me someone who didn't do what I had done. He deserves someone who's worthy of him. So many thoughts went to my head that I felt weak and fainted.
OOhhh what´s going to happen? Oh btw I do not own the music mentioned here or the phantom of the opera. Sorry also to ruining Wandering Child DX not the best idea...