Christine

Chapter 4; Til I Hear You Sing

Erik's pov

It's been almost eight months since I left France....and her. I was standing beside the piano looking at the song. Everything is wrong, the lyrics, the melodies, I need her. I need to hear her voice, I have to feel it. She's everywere I go. I can't go to sleep because I'm afraid to see her face and it's going to pain me even more. Her pale face, red lips, rosy cheeks. Her brown curly locks. My muse. I can't live without her. I felt the gun under my chin. It was just to pull. One klick and that would be it. But something stops me. Why can't I do it?

But then I started to think. Why should I kill myself and go to hell when I'm already in it?

She hates me I know it. I have'nt read the news papers on quite sometime. Madame Giry says that I'm being stupid and should move on. What does she think that I'm just going to find a girl in town asking if she's like singing lessons? Just like Christine but what she does'nt realize is that Christine took singing lessons for a reason. To train her voice and to sing only for me and also to never see another man.

And what does she do? She betrays me by loving the fob. She ignored my warning's. I treathened her and the boy. Oh I should have killed him when I had the chance!

Oh Christine and yet she kissed me, for the first time not once but twice! And then there was that night...oh good god how I miss her!

The day starts

The day ends

Time crawls by

Night steals in

Pacing the floor

The moments creep

Yet I can't bare to sleep

Til I hear you sing

I put the gun and my music away and let the words in my head come out. I took a drink from the alchol. I usually don't drink but I have nothing else to do these day's. The love of my life is gone.

And weaks pass

And months pass

Seasons fly

Still you don't walk trugh my door

And in a haze I count the silent day's

Til I hear you sing, once more

It's been months, but months seems like years. I'm dying a little bit everyday.

And sometimes at nighttime

I dream that you are there

But wake holding nothing but the empty air

When ever I'd finally get to sleep it would'nt take long before I would feel that I was kissing the pillow. Sometimes I never wanted to wake up. I just wish I could sleep forever and to not ever waking up again. WhatMs the point to live if you can love but not be lived in return?

And years come and hears go

Time runs dry

Still I ache down to the core

My broken soul can't be alive or hole

Til I hear you sing once more

The reason why my soul is so lost is because I've lost my one true love. I can't compose without her. She's the other half of me, just a sea away.

Her voice ring's in my ear constantley. I feel lost, I don't know what to do.

And music your music it teases at my ear

I turn and it fades away and your not here

Let hopes pass

Let dreams pass

Let them die

Without you what are they for?

I'll always feel no more than halfway real

Til I hear you sing once more!

Madame Giry came in holding a news paper in her hand. "What is it now?!" I said annoied she knows that I want to be left alone. "You should read this". She said and left.

Confused as I was I stood up from the floor and looked at the title.

Christine Daae missing more on page 5.

What!? No she is supposed to be married to the Vicompte and have a child by now like it was supposed to be. But if she's missing...then this is my chance! I have to build Phantasma quicker I know it's going to take sometime but she can perform and live here with me. Please let her be alright. I looked at my golden watch were I had white and black fotage of her. So beautiful. Dear God Christine were are you?

Oh Christine

My Christine

Yes you fled from my face once before

But Christine what we shared even you can't ignore

My Christine!

I'll be no longer denied

I'll have you back by my side

My sweet Christine!

And come what may

I swear somehow, someway

I will hear you sing, once more!