Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

'Jacqueline, I am your angel of music'

I looked down at my hands and body I was dressed as Christine Daae like from the film.

'No' I breathed out stepping back away from him shaking my head in denial

'You belong to me now' he proceeded forcefully pulling me towards him

'No I do not' I protested now in tears struggling from his firm hold.

He pulled me down the hall laughing evilly 'Ah yes but you do, you are mine'

'Stop it's Christine Daae not me' I cried still trying to free myself but it was no use

He stopped walking then turned to me giving me a deadly glare 'You have taken her place my love so now you are mine and there is no way you can get away.' He continued walking pulling me with him as he held a torch up in his other hand that led the way. 'Past the point of no return' he mumbled quietly but loud enough for me to hear barely.

He let go of my hand stopping in his track as he reached up at his masked pulling it off revealing the horrifying part of his face. I held in a scream while I turned my head looking away in fear. Nothing, I could do nothing.

All I could do was cry and that was it. I was never going to be free, I was a captive of his. No more America. No more going to the beach with my friends to tan in the California sun. No more going to Disneyland or Six Flags. No more traveling. No more staying up with my boyfriend watching horror movies. No more parties. No more phone life. No more anything. I was now and forever his slave.

'Thump'

I shot open my eyes realizing I had fallen out of bed. Memories of my dream more like nightmare hit me like a wave. I was now having second thoughts on visiting the phantom, I almost forgot and I honestly wish I did.

God I am so weird, it's like one minute I am so deadly afraid of the guy or ghost yet the next minute I make friends with him then I'm deadly afraid of him again like what the.....

I got ready throwing on a pair of tight skinny jeans, white vans, a black tank crop top and a red and black flannel. Was I going to take the chance again?

It's only the third day and I felt like it had been a month already.

I found myself at the opera house making my way down to the tunnels waiting for my creep. Why was I so stupid?

"Jacqueline" The masked man appeared out of the mist with a pleasant smile "My dear"

His hand caressed mine which made me feel a bit uncomfortable then out of nowhere the nightmare flashed through my mind and for some reason it caused me to suddenly faint.

Phantom's POV

I caught her thin unconscious body then lifted her up in my arms in a bridal style letting her head rest on my shoulder with her arms drooped around my neck. It had been quite a while since I held a girl like this let alone witness them faint in my presence.

It's been a long time since I even saw a girl this beautiful. Her eyes were perfectly blue with a hint of green. Her thin pink lips outlined her straight clean teeth. Her hair was just exquisite from it's natural dark brown color and curls. Her style was different but nice for her era I couldn't complain.

Ever since I caught her from falling into the water I knew she was the one to save me. I felt it and when I met her I just knew we connected. It was way different from Christine and other close calls, there was something very alluring about her.

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