Let the Dream Descend (Phantom of the Opera Fanfic)

YOU. Hurt. Her.

Better late than ever? Sorry I've been busy with school and all I can't wait till finals but I'm terrified! What do you think of the story so far? PLZ COMMENT! TY FOR THE 300+ VIEWS ILYSM!!

-CATHERINE

Christine POV (flashback)

I awoke to find Raoul sitting in a chair next to my bed. He was reading his book when I made a small sound he attentively looked over. He stood and walked over to feel my head.

"Well your fever went away, thank heavens. How are you feeling Little Lotte?"

"What happened?"

"You fainted after we left his lair."

My eyes widen as I remember everything that had happened.

I left him.

I left my angel.

But I loved him.

"Where are we?" I whispered as I tried stepping out of bed. Raoul took my hand in his and helped me stand up. I let go and walked to the window and gasped.

"What's wrong Lotte?"

"We're not in Paris anymore, are we?"

"No, we are in the outskirts of it, we're at one of my homes. Until things are back in order with the Populaire and I sell it once and for all, we'll need to stay here."

"Where are going to go after?"

"Back to my home near the beach, where we grew up," Raoul said as he placed his hands on my shoulders and kissed my hair.

"You're selling the Populaire?" I say.

Raoul turns me around and lets me face him, "After all that has happened...yes, I am. But until we kill that devil's child, I will keep it."

I don't speak for a minute. Thinking I didn't want to speak, Raoul begins to leave the room. "He's not a devil's child Raoul," I say.

Raoul whips his head around, shocked to what I said, "What did you say?" he snaps.

"He—He just wanted to feel loved, he wanted to be loved Raoul."

Raoul marches across the room and inches from my face as he harshly whispers, "You think that all he did, all the crimes he committed, he killed Christine, he manipulated you, he was the terror of the world. He belongs in hell for the things he has done and YOU think that he did all because he wanted to feel loved?"

".... he was afraid Raoul. He didn't...he didn't want to lose me," I whisper.

Raoul with just that took the tea cup from a tray next to me and threw it across the room.

"Raoul!" I jump as I yell his name.

"HE'S A MONSTER CHRISTINE! HE DECEIEVED YOU! HE'S A PSYHCOTIC MONSTER WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO SEE THAT!"

Tears ran down my face as I walked over to my bed and sat down.

"Christine," regret filled Raoul's face as he realized what happened, "Christine...I'm sorry," he attempted to take my hand in his but I turn from him and I let out a silent sob.

Raoul never screamed at me like that. He never let such an outburst occur. He was so gentle, so caring. I never saw this side of him. It scared me more than Erik had once scared me. My childhood friend, my childhood sweetheart, my fiancé, this was him.

"Please leave Raoul," I say quietly.

"Christine..."

"Please leave," I say once more without looking at him. Raoul gets up and his footsteps sounded as he exited my room. I was once again alone again and I cried myself to sleep like I had done since I left Erik.

(End of flashback)

Erik POV

My Christine fell into sleep as she looked at me. My beautiful Christine. I had her back. But now she was hurt. Because of her. I let out a snarl as I march out of the room to go find that devil. I was going to kill her. Vicomte and that idiot were chained up to the gate that guarded my world as she monitored them.

"ADALYN," I snap.

She whips her head at the call of her name. Her eyes were swollen and distant yet they were filled with anger. Her mask was firmly on hiding away the imperfections she carried like me.

"Erik I—," I don't let her finish as I grab the collar of her dress and begin to strangle her.

"YOU HURT HER. YOU HURT THE ONE THING THAT GAVE ME LIFE. THE ONE THING THAT GIVES ME LIFE. YOU HURT MY CHRISTINE AND FOR THAT YOU WILL—" I didn't get to finish as Nadir with all his might shoved me aside making me drop her in the water.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU ERIK!" he yelled.

"SHE HURT HER DAROGA. SHE HURT THE ONLY PERSON THAT MATTERS TO ME!"

"YOU DIDN'T SAY THAT WHEN YOU USED ME AS YOUR TOY! YOU NEVER SAID THAT TO ME AS YOU SHOWED ME YOUR PASSION!" Adalyn yelled.

I heard snickering from the background and whip my head to find the Vicomte smiling a selfish smile and shaking his head.

"I didn't think that the devil's child had such desires to be fulfilled," I growl at him and march over to grab his neck but hear my name.

"Erik?"

I whip my head to find my angel looking at me with tear in her eyes.

"Is that true?"