Love will still remain

Chapter 28

Okay! So because it's summer I decided I'll keep working in this book. Yall wanted me to, so I will. I will warn you, however, that this one might not get updated as often, because if rather put most of my focus into my other book. Now with that said, enjoy this chapter and don't forget to vote and comment what you think. Thanks!

Erik's POV

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask Christine while pulling her closer against me.

"Yes dear, I have too." I sigh and let her go, placing a kiss on her forehead. I can't stop her from leaving. It's what she wants.

Last week, a day after Meg arrived, she woke up. Christine and Meg had spent the entire night in that room talking things through and catching up. Christine didn't want to talk about what they had conversed about with me, but she did let on that Meg had sadly gotten into some sketchy stuff. She had allowed herself to be manipulated by men, and found herself turning to alcohol or drugs to escape from her pain. Christine was so distraught over it, so she did some research. She found a rehab center where there were amazing doctors that could help Meg. She insisted that she had to help, and decided she would accompany Meg to the center and be there for her throughout the process. This is where I put my foot down. I told Christine she owed Meg nothing and that we have done more than enough for her. Harsh? Yes. I just can't forgive her for almost tearing my life apart. She could have easily takin my whole world away, and she almost did.

Christine still insisted that she had to help, and this we had our first major fight. I hated fighting with Christine, but I just couldn't see her get hurt. Even though we tried to keep our heated discussions away from Gwen but I'm still sure the poor girl is traumatized. I've spent many sleepless nights in my music room because of this. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore. It killed me knowing I was hurting my angel, so I'm letting her go. She assured me everything would be fine, and that it would give me good bonding time with Gwen.

The one thing I could never understand about my Christine was the size of her heart. She gave everyone the benefit of the doubt, and was kind to everyone. She even found it in her to agree to marry a monster. Upon deciding to let Christine leave with Meg, we said our vows to each other and Nadir married us under a tree in the back yard. It was the happiest night of my life, and it made it that much harder to let my angel leave.

"You'll write all the time, right?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course my angel!" She exclaimed.

"I'm going to miss you." I whispered into her hair.

"I'm going to miss you so much." She whispered back.

"How long will you be gone?" I asked. She's told me at least a thousand times, but I just don't want to except it.

"About a month." I close my eyes.

"Be careful."

"I will."

"Don't forget to write."

"I won't, my angel. Stop worrying."

"Are you sure it's going to be a month?"

"Erik-"

"Okay sorry, just checking." I mumbled. She looked up at me and smiled.

"I love you."

"I love you too." We shared a lingering kiss, and after she reassured me of how long she'll be gone and that she'll write one more time she bid farewell to Gwen, and just like that, she was gone.

I sighed tiredly and plopped down on the couch in the main library. I allowed my head to fall into my hands and I just sat there for a while.

"Trouble in paradise?" I hear from the doorway. I groan.

"Not now Nadir." I run my hands through my hair then down my face.

"You wanna talk about it?" He asked, as he sat down across from me in an arm chair. I couldn't suppress a snicker.

"Talk about it? Nadir when did we become women? I'm the phantom of the opera for God's sakes." I retort.

"So you don't want to talk about it?"

"Of course I do nadir!"

"Damn you have it bad." He commented.

"What gave it away?" I said sarcastically.

"Well, perhaps it's the fact that you look like hell, or maybe it's the fact that you are super moody. Oh! I know! It must be the fact that you've been siting in that position for hours!" My head snapped up so fast I'm very sure I got whiplash. I pulled my pocket watch to see it was two in the morning.

"Gwen!" I suddenly realized.

"I made sure she got to bed before one. That kid really did her irregular sleeping patterns from you." He said nonchalantly.

"Oh, thanks." I mumbled, referring to him getting Gwen to bed. I'll make it up to her in the morning. Nadir let out a tired sigh.

"Alright, spill." He said. I looked at him confused.

"What?"

"Oh my God. Stop pretending like you don't have feelings. It isn't healthy. You can trust me. just tell me what you're thinking." He pushed. I rolled my eyes.

"When did you become a therapist?"

"Erik, you need this." He urged. I let out I tired sigh. I guess it wouldn't hurt to try and explain my situation, although I wouldn't know where to start. As if reading my mind Nadir said "start with Christine leaving."

"Well, I didn't want her to leave-"

"Why?"

"Dammit Nadir are you going to interrupt this entire time?"

"That's what a therapist does." He looks at me smugly. I roll my eyes at him, knowing I'll get him later.

"Well, I love Christine with every fiber of my being. She is my world, my muse, my angel. I know she loves me too, the ring she wears proves it along with the way she lets me hold her and the fact that we are raising a child together. But, even though I know she is tied to me, I can't stand seeing her leave... I guess I'm just scared she won't come back..." and just like that it all became clear. Suddenly my mouth had no filter and I started to spill everything.

"We both left each other at one point and it seems as though every time we are united something comes and tears us apart. When Christine was almost killed I knew I was out of chances. I felt a different kind of loss than I felt over the ten years we were separated. I knew over those years that I could one day see her again, somehow. However if she were to die..." I had to pause for the thought of my angel dying pained me to much to continue. "... I would never be able to see her again, or show her how much I loved her. I guess I just really have one fear-"

"Spiders." Nadir stated.

"What? No." I paused. "What the hell Nadir?" He just shrugged.

"It's losing Christine." It felt so good to finally say it out loud. "I'm afraid that I'll screw up once again and lose her forever. Seeing her fighting for her life on that pier changed me. I vowed that if she made it through this that I would love and protect her no matter what. And I just let her leave with the person who tried to kill her." I didn't realize I was crying until I finished and felt the cold intruders on my face. These tears were betraying my image of the cool and collected 'Mister. Y' but oddly enough I was okay with that. It just felt good to say these things out loud.

I quickly brushed away my tears and looked to nadir. "Thanks. That did help a little." I mumbled. He merely smiled at me then left without another word. I would most likely get an ' I told ya so' in the morning.

I too headed up to bed. I crawled into the satin sheets, but found the bed was colder without Christine. Nonetheless, I got settled and fell asleep in comfort at my new found peace.