A single red rose

Talking things out

AMIELE'S POV:
We sat there for what seemed like hours, talking, singing, doing whatever we pleased really.
I took a bite into my cookie and looked over at Christine. "Do you know what time it is?" I asked casually taking another bite.
"Not at all, but I bet it's late." She replied playfully, leaning back onto her hands.
"Yes, most likely, but the stars are out, and the night is crisp. Don't you just love night?" I spoke conversationally leaning back on my hands as well.
"The night is nice yes, but I love the day, the sun." She replied thoughtfully finishing up her cookie.
I shoved the rest of mine in my mouth and nodded, "oh," was all I could manage.
"I'm getting cold, I think I might go in now." Christine stated after a while.
I hummed in response, "I'll stay out for a bit more, don't worry about carrying anything in I've got it." She was about to attest to me carrying everything in but I just waved her off. "Good night Christine."
She bid me good night and walked to the door, I closed my eyes and listened to it creak open and close. Then listening to the vanishing sound of her footsteps as she descended the metal stairs.
I sighed and flopped on the blanket. "I know you are there Erik, I saved your skinny self a sandwich." I mumbled loudly into the blanket.
I heard light footsteps on the stone, they were barely audible, I knew it was Erik.
"Sit down and eat, I'm going to chew you out." I demanded sitting up. He raised an eyebrow at me and sat down, 'he looks so warm, you should- no! I am here to chew him out! Not hug him!' I argued with myself mentally. "Why did you send that letter? I get Christine but why me?" I blurted popping some fruit into my mouth.
He didn't touch his sandwich, be averted his gaze from my eyes. "Because, I have feelings for you." He admitted in a whisper.
I choked on my fruit and took in a quick gasp of air. 'Well he admitted, now it's your turn.' "I have feelings for you too, Erik." I began and saw his face light up. "It's just I know you still like Christine a lot, and I don't want to be your backup girl..." He was about to rebut but j just continued on. 'DONT DO IT!' My mind shouted. "I still want you to be happy, and if doing that means sacrificing my feelings, then do that I will. So the deal is back on if you'd like, singing lessons for help to win Christine." 'OH MY GOD.' The voice said face palming internally. He looked at me, a plethora of emotions swimming in his glassy stark green eyes. I stuck out my hand, and he just stared at it. Hesitantly he put his hand in mine and shook.
"'Il Muto' is being performed tomorrow, as I understand you sent the notes of casting." He nodded and I continued my explanation. "OK, Raoul may be sitting in Box 5 knowing him, so you can do whatever phantomy thing to scare everyone and show them who's boss. But one big thing you can't do, is something stupid that will halt your relationship with Christine."
He stared at me and nodded dumbly, everything inside me was screaming at me to not do this, but it knew it was right. Erik deserved happiness, he deserved that much.
"Why are you doing this? I don't deserve it." Erik whispered, our legs were touching now and I couldn't help but shudder at the warmth radiating from them.
I looked into his eyes, "I've already told you." I leaned in and pecked him on his cheek, feeling warmth spread through my body.
I shivered at the cold, after the lingering warmth vanished, I didn't want it to go away, but I guess all good things must come to an end. Erik wrapped his cloak around me. "Th-th-hank you." I stuttered through chattering teeth, I leaned my head into his shoulder and we both relaxed immediately against each other.
I felt him nod in response, it shook my whole body and I couldn't help but laugh a bit.
I started humming "Let her Go", it had been stuck in my head for a while now. It fit my feelings quite well too at the moment.
"You only need the light when it's burning low,
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,
Only know you love her when you let her go.
Only you know you've been high when your feeling low,
Only hate the road when your missing home,
Only you know you love her when you let her go.
And you let her go." I hummed in a low whisper, the song was stuck in my head and I couldn't help but sing it. It just felt so right to sing, like it was sending a secret message even I couldn't decipher. Like you would know the answer at the one perfect moment but never before.
Erik looked at me with a raised eyebrow and woke me from my thoughts, "what's the name of that song?"
"Let her go."
"Never heard of it."
I just nodded, of course he didn't, it's from my time.... It was stuck in my head, and it fits the situation well. 'Coincidence? I think not.' I thought to myself and laughed internally.
"Sooooooooo," I began trying to keep a level voice. "bedsides compose, perform and listen to music, being the opera ghost, and terrorizing people, what do you like to do?"