Chapter 1; Tonight

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Christine's pov

Alone I wait in the shadows for the sun to come. The night was dark and cold. I dreamed a dream he was beside me.

Erik. What will my future be without him? I wonder.What will tomorrow be like? I wonder.

I looked out the window waiting for a sighn. I love Raoul, I do I just want to be with my angel. My angel who always would protect me, who would've let me fall. He never did have to say anything, all he had to do was letting me feel his power over me.

He stalks my dreams I hear him speek my name. I wonder were he is now? Perhaps I should just walk over there and visit him, to see if he's alright?

I want him to know that I care about him and that I do love him just not in that way that he wanted me to love him.

My lips are still burning from the kiss. That kiss that I should'nt have given him. But I did what I had to do to save my fiancé. I made up my mind. I'm leaving! Just for an hour.

I walked away as fast but as quietly as I could. I did'nt want Raoul to wake up.

I closed the door behind me quietly. Forgive me Raoul. I went down the stairs and opened the gate. It started to glare a little but I managed to control my breathing.

I walked as fast as I could to the Opera Populaire. My jacket was warm enough but I was still shaking. Maybe it's because I'm nervous oh please be there! Please tell me your alright! Please tell me you still love me!

The wind was hard and cold, sweping trugh me like knifes. I was almost there, minutes now.

I walked inside the secret door of the opera that led streight to my old dressing room. The first thing I saw was the mirror. The hole building was quiet. The fire had destroyed almost everything. I walked forward to the mirror and felt my hand on it. It was as cold as ice. I pulled it gently and went trugh. It was dark and cold, spider webs everywhere and this time there was no song, no voice in my head saying that I should beware for The Phantom of the Opera. Oh it's all so silly. If I feared him I would not be walking down to his lair.

The boat was still there, thank god. I stood up in it and gently pulled myself closer and closer to my angel of music.

Erik's pov

I was sitting by my organ and played a few tunes. I always write what I'm feeling. Alone and depressed.

I can't play without my muse. She's gone. I'll never see her again but she can't lose her voice just because I'm not there with her. I should be. We should be married...but in the right way of course. It's been weeks since she left me. I'm a wanted man, a monster who is only looking for love and acceptance. But that's just too mutch in this world is'nt it?

Without my Christine I don't know what'll do. Should I just simply kill myself now and be done with it? Should I leave to another place of the world and fins another girl to stalk? Or should I stay here and wait for a Miricale?

"Erik?" A voice said. I froze. It almost sounded like Christine but it's impossible she's asleep by now dreaming about her future with that fob of a fiancé of her's!

But then again... I looked around and there she was! Standing right infront of me, smiling.

I stood up from the organ and slowly and carefully walking up to her. If this is a dream please don't wake me up. Christine hug'd me tight, at first I did'nt know what to do. But I then slowly hug'd her back. Holding her close to me.

"Why are you here?" I asked pulling away slowly.

"I wanted to visit you, to see if you were alright...I missed you angel". She said with a smile.

"I missed you too" I said. Christine came closer and took of my mask. I flinched at first but she smiled at me.

"I love you Erik" she said with tears in her eyes. I then tasted something I never thought I would taste again. Her lips on mine.

Oh how good it felt! Our passions became deeper. Christine fell into my arms as I carried her into my bedroom. I pulled down her dress as she ripped of my shirt. I can't believe that this is happening.

We both layer down on the bed. I could'nt take it anymore. I took her and she screamed out in pleasure. We stayed like this for a few hours until we both feel asleep in each other's embrace.

Tonight tonight

It all began tonight

I saw you and the world went away

Goodnight goodnight

Sleep well and when you dream

Dream of me tonight

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