More Than Just A Dream

Christine Isnt That Dumb After All

AMIELE'S POV:
It's been two days since I saw Erik and Christine in the office together. And I hadn't returned to the opera house. I couldn't really get over it, but I could pretend I did.
For Dexter.
I was going to have to tell him that we couldn't be more than what we were; I'm just not ready for a relationship at all.
I don't think I will ever again honestly. I can just die alone with a bunch of dogs and my music.
No men.
Sounds like a pretty uncomplicated life to me.
I sat on Dex's lap watching a movie, I didn't mind be close to him like this but I didn't want anything more. He leaned in for a kiss but I placed my hands on his shoulders.
"Dex I need to talk to you for a minute." He stiffened, but nodded nonetheless. "You're a great guy, a really great guy, but I'm not ready for a relationship like that. You'll find a girl out there who appreciates you more than I do and she'll be the one for you. Your like my brother, and I don't think of you as more than that, and it would make me the happiest person alive if I was like your sister. I love you, I really do. But I'm not in love with you, and you aren't in love with me."
"But I am!" He protested his eyes filled with hope and pleading.
I shook my head, "no your not, believe me. You love me like I love you: as a best friend and sibling. You just have your feelings mixed up." I explained and he looked at me crazily but then I dawned on him, he understood too. He understood. Thank god. "Why did you find interest in me anyways?"
"You were one of the only girls to not want to just make out with me on the spot. You're different." He explained caressing my cheek gently.
"You'll find someone, you will, I know it. And she'll be perfect for you in every way, much better than me too."
"Is this about that Erik guy?"
"No, he sort of had a wife and I didn't know....."
"Oh, well that sucks." He stated frowning, rubbing the back of his neck in awkwardness. I nodded feeling the familiar stab of pain in my chest of the thought of him.
"Thanks for understanding." I whispered leaning against him.
"No problemo, I would have done what you wanted even if I didn't understand."
"Partners in crime?"
"Forever." He replied with a sly smirk, winking at me.
I laughed and wiggled my eyebrows at him, "well partner in crime, what shall we do today?"
"How about get back at your cheering lover?"
"I like the sound of this."
ERIK'S POV:
I sat in my office at my mansion, I felt my rage build within me at the thought of what happened two days ago. I roared and threw all the things on my desk onto the ground in one swift motion.
I heard my breathing come out in ragged breaths of anger, my fists clenched at my sides and my back hunched.
I punched the mirror beside me and watched as the glass broke and fell to the ground in pieces. My hand was bleeding but I didn't dare look at it. I heard someone come in, I look over slowly and see Christine.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone." I growled lowly glaring at her my intense gaze filled with hatred.
She flinched hardly visibly and then regained her composure. "You can't speak to your wife like that Erik! Please, it's been two days and you haven't talked or even looked at me besides telling me to go away!" She pleaded her voice filled with desperation and love.
"You betrayed me, how could I want to be with you." I hissed standing my ground.
"No you betrayed me, we love each other! Yet you chose her!" She retorted getting angrier and advancing towards me.
"I don't love you, I woke up here and was married to you! How could I when you betrayed me and Amiele! You loved Raoul yet you came to me when I was happy and ruined everything!" I roared back at her, I saw tears build up in her eyes. I didn't feel any remorse though. She fled from the room and I plopped into my chair burying my face in my hands.
I recalled the events of two days ago...
FLASHBACK:
I walked into my office, to come face to face with my wife Christine. She leaned in to kiss me but I dodged it and kissed her on the cheek. I hadn't kissed her on the lips yet; not yet because of Amiele, I was hers.
"Christine I must talk with you, about our marriage. I don't-" I began but was cut off by her kissing me on the lips. 'WHAT WAS SHE DOING?!'
I heard the door open first and then Christine pulled back, I hadn't kissed her back at all. My eyes went wide at the sight.
It was Amiele.
'HOW DARE SHE! SHE KNEW AMIELE WAS COMING!'
"I love you too Erik." Christine whispered.
My brain was not functioning correctly; she had planned this the whole time. I felt my eyes swim with red in rage and tried to attest to Amiele, but she was already talking. "I'm so sorry, I was just going to ask for help with the piece. I didn't mean to interrupt anything." Her voice was filled with confidence even though I could see through to her breaking.
"It's so great to see you Amiele! I would have invited you to the wedding but you were in a coma." Christine said smugly, I felt my heart crack at the sight of Amiele walking out the door.
END OF FLASHBACK:
Tears streaked down my cheek at I went through the flashback once more. I lost her. I lost my love, all because my 'wife' was jealous, because she outwitted me.
She knew Amiele was coming, so she kissed me, she said she loved me to make it seem like I had said it first. To make it seem like I loved her.
How can all these bad things happen to me?
And now she is with that boy, she's with him, and not where she belongs: in my arms.
At my side.
I must get her back before its too late. I won't loose my love again, never again....