Angel or Phantom? (book 1 of the phangel series)

Chapter 20 - Honeymoon Day 1

Eriks POV

I wake up with Christine laying on my bare chest and I am reminded of the events that took place just last night.
OH. MY. GOD.
I ACTUALLY HAD SEX.
WITH CHRISTINE.
WHAT THE HELL.
I didn't think that was every going to happen considering I almost kidnapped her and almost killed her lover. Not to mention the fact that I never thought a woman would lay with me period. Christine was my first. And I was hers. That means a lot.
OH. MY. GOD.
IM MARRIED
TO CHRISTINE
OF HER OWN FREE WILL
WHAT THE HELL
Why am I freaking out? Well hold on. I'm a deformed "crazy" man who has been locked away and has never come out of the opera Populair. I almost kidnapped a 17 year old girl and I killed people. What the hell. What crazy woman in their right mind would marry me? I'm a monster. I look back down at Christine who is still asleep and I start playing with her curly brown hair. She snuggles closer to me and I think "Christine. Christine is the crazy woman who in her right mind would marry me and lay with me. Willingly. I love this woman and I won't let her go." Ok enough with the girly thoughts. I do love Christine but I'm getting way too emotional. I need to start being strong so that I can handle things Christine might not be ready for.
I'm still playing with her hair as I look at the clock. 6:30 AM. Damn it's early. I don't want to move because I don't want to wake Christine but I haven't composed any music in quite sometime and the opera house is opening up soon. Ah what the hell. I'm on my honeymoon. I look down at my left hand and the ring in my finger looks out of place. I'm not used to wearing a wedding ring. It's a good feeling. Knowing someone loves and cares for me. Even though I am extremely different from everyone else. I continue to play with Christine's hair and wonder how I ended up so lucky until I fell asleep again.

A couple hours later

Christine's POV

I felt Erik playing with my hair last night and I wonder if he was feeling ok. I snuggled into him because I cannot believe that I married the man of my dreams. He is everything I ever wanted in a man. He and I are still laying in bed. I just woke up and he's still asleep. He kept his mask off after we 'had fun' last night. I wish he would keep it off all the time. He has a beautiful face.
It's really cold in here. Erik is so warm. How is he not cold? He's also very muscular. He's very wise too. I wonder how old he is. He never told me. I don't really know a lot about him.
He starts to shift and I hold him closer to me.

"Good morning Christine"

"Good morning Erik."

I smile up at him and I try to stand up to get dressed but it hurts. I'm really sore. From last night.
Erik looks concerned "angel what's wrong?"
I smile sheepishly at him "I'm sore from last night and it hurts to move my legs"

Erik pulls me closer to him "I'm sorry Christine."
"It's not your fault Erik. It was bound to happen sometime."

Erik looks at me curiously "hey Christine?"
"Hey what?"
"You and Raoul never.....?"
"No. I wouldn't let him touch me. Anywhere."
We snuggle some more and after I don't hurt anymore we decide to get up. I put on a dress that goes mid thigh and he puts on a pair of trousers and goes to put on his mask. Just as he reaches it I glide over to him and press myself against him and caress his bare back.
"Christine what are you doing?"
"Erik please don't put on your mask. I love you without it."
He hesitates for a little and then wraps his arms around me resting them on the small of my back.
"Are you sure?"
I laugh and kiss him, giving him reassurance. Once we pull away I grab his hand and pull him to the living area.
"Well Christine what shall we do today?"
"It our honeymoon. Whatever you want."
Erik smiles at me and pulls me to him and we snuggle for a while. Then he suggests we check out the progress on the opera house.
I put on a more appropriate floor length dress and grab my white cloak. Erik puts on his mask. I walk over to him and grab his cape and put it on him and as I fasten the clip I pull him close to me and kiss him. We pull away and I put his hat on him and we're off to the surface.
We get to the stage and I am in awe. The opera house is almost completely done. I'm so happy. Soon I'll be able to sing here again. Like the old days. Except less drama. Carlotta won't be here so that'll be good. She won't be meddling. Erik grabs my hand and shows me around all his secret passageways. Being a ghost requires a lot of walking. He was smiling and we were laughing the whole time. This is the most I've seen him smile. We're in box 5 now and he's telling me stories of prima donnas before my time. I'm sitting across from him and all I can think about is how beautiful his smile is. We keep laughing and laughing. It seems like this day could never end. So this is what a proper marriage feels like. With Raoul it didn't feel right. I was always scared of everything and when he would be home. With Erik I cannot bare to part with him. I love him so much. I'm happier with him than I've been in a while and I'm glad we're finally married.

Erika POV

Wow. I've never smiled this much in my entire life it feels weird to smile. Hell. It feels weird to be happy. I've never been this happy in my life. Christine brings out the happiness in me. I'm glad we're finally married. I've been telling her stories about past prima donnas and she's been smiling brightly. I've given her a tour of my passageways as well.
Both of us are having a fantastic time when the opera doors burst open and is quickly followed by loud gunshots. No one is injured.
Not yet.
Time for The Phantom to be unleashed.