Emma's P.O.V
I had forgiven him. I really had needed it. I had forgotten how nice it felt to be held, dad singing for me. I really had needed it.
I sighed as I rolled over in my bed, dad's voice still echoing in my mind. But it was not a bad thing, not at all.
I decided to get out of bed. Today I would confront dad about my friends' death.
"Morning." I said as I stepped out into the kitchen, helping myself to some breakfast.
"Good morning Mon Ange." Dad said from his usual spot by his organ.
"What are you playing?" I asked him curiously, he smiled at me and patted on the bench, indicating that I should come and sit beside him.
"It's called The Point of No Return." He said, playing the first few notes. I realized I had heard it before.
"Where have I heard that before?" I asked him, maybe he knew where I had heard it.
"Uhm.... I'm not sure... Last time I played it was when your mother still was around...."
"Tell me about her"
"What?" He looked at me, confused. I had never asked him to tell me about my mother.
"Tell me about her... Please dad." I said, begging him, literally considering to get down on my knees.
"Okay then." That was easier than I thought it would be.
"Uhm... What do you want to know?"
"Everything." I answered him.
"That a little much... But I can try." He coughed, standing up, walking towards the table.
"Her name was Christine Daaé. She was a beauty. Brown curly hair, brown eyes." He stopped himself, remembering her.
"She sang like an angel.." He said, trailing off..
"I can't." He said, walking into his room.
Dang it.
I still sat by the organ, so I began to play a tune.
It was soft, and I knew it off by heart, I began to sing.
"There is a castle on a cloud...
I like to go there in my sleep...
not any floors for me to sweep...
Not in my castle on a cloud.
There is a room thats full of toys!
There are a hundred boys and girls...
Nobody shouts or talks too loud!
Not in my castle on a cloud...
There is a lady all in white, holds me and sings a lullaby.
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch!
She says.. "Emma.. I love you very much..."
I know a place where no one's lost...
I know a place where no one cries...
Crying at all is not aloud.." I stopped myself since a sob had escaped my mouth.
The last line was barely a whisper.
"Not in my castle on a cloud."
I stopped playing the organ. Breaking down on the chair.
I had no mother who said that. I had no friends anymore.
I definetly did not have a castle on a cloud.
*****
Awh.. I really start crying whenever Cosette sings castle on a cloud.
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