The Affair

Chapter 19

Erik slowly walked into box 5, he froze when he saw Christine, which was nothing new, but this time it was different. His thoughts were jumbled in his head, he knew he should speak to her, but what is there to say. Even slower and quietly he walked and sat directly in front of her, on the edge of the box. He looked at her face, which was obviously red and swollen from crying, "I fought so hard to be with you, and you never loved me." he started to speak quietly, "Then when you came back that one night..." he paused and looked down over the edge, then to her, "For a brief moment, and it was just a moment after what we had done, I felt true joy for once in my life, but as I laid with you, watching you sleep, I talked myself out of it. Why would someone like you ever love someone like me? And... so I got scared. And I ran. And I spent every second of each day after that killing myself for it." he admitted to her. He felt as if he needed to cry, everything was weighing on him, but he didn't. He held himself together. He looked directly into her eyes with the most fervent gaze, "I have never loved anyone more fiercely than I have you. I didn't know how and I was embarrassed by it,but at this very moment, I can say that I finally know how to and that scares the hell out of me." he started to pull at the ring on his pinky finger as he spoke. He slowly became nervous, but then he looked into her eyes, and when he did, all of his anger, and his hate, his suffering and his chaos along with his rage started to melt away.

Warm tears began to replace the ones that already had seeped through her eyes as she met his gaze, "I don't want to leave you, Angel." she spoke quietly, her voice was hoarse from how much she had been crying. 

"Then don't." Erik tangled his hand throughout Christine's hair and positioned his face close to hers. He closed his eyes slowly and passionately kissed her and as he did so, he moved his other hand around her waist to pull her closer to him. 

Christine pulled away slowly after a few moments. Tears continued to replace her old ones, but she broke through it, "I-I... I want to hate you." she admitted to him, "Ever since that night I've wanted nothing more than to hate you, but every time, it only-" she stopped and shook her head. She looked only to the floor.

"You can hate me all you want to, but it will never make me stop loving you..." Erik moved away from Christine, he got up and moved to the doorway.

"You know what scares me the most, Erik?" Christine wiped her cheeks and turned around in her seat to look his way. It was dark in box 5 and she could only see his figure, but she still knew he was there. 

"Me." Erik replied with a slight grimace in his face.

"As much as I try to hate you," Christine stood, "As much as I do hate you," she wiped her face once more as she started walked closer to him, "I can't help, but to love you that much more." she pulled him down to her height from the collar of his shirt and looked into his eyes, "I am so in love with you." she met his lips with her own and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

Erik pulled away slowly and looked at her deeply in the eyes, "Love? It's just a fabrication of the human mind." he teased before he just couldn't help but to kiss her, he soon pulled away and gently picked her up. He snuck through the halls and down to his own bed where he laid her down, he moved slowly and hesitantly on top of her and kissed her with grace, "I know." he finally replied and removed his jacket and shirt.