Let My Opera Begin (A Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction)

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Hello readers :) I just want to thank littleoperaghost for being so supportive and kind to me with all of this. Encouraging me to continue!!! So this might be incredibly boring, I have no idea what I'm going to write because I think I have writers block!!! :/ Wish me luck ;) Haha.

Happy reading :)

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Christines POV

*2 Weeks later*

"Hello, darling." Erik said as I walked down into the lair.

"Oh, Erik! What is all this?" I asked at the sight of red rose petals scattered across the floor. And a bucket full of ice with a bottle of red wine poking out the top.

"Oh nothing really. Just a way to show my love for you," He said with a handsome smile.

"I love you," I said softly.

"I love you more." He replied. "Now, lets have some wine." He poured us both some wine and we sat on the bed and talked.

"Oh, I have one more surprise for you." He said gently with a smirk.

"Oh, god. What could this be, now?" I said with a smile. He took out to a carriage.

"Get in," He instructed. I hopped in and he hopped on the front and began riding us to this mysterious location.

A while later we hulted to a stop. Erik swung the door open and took my hand. I jumped down with his hands on my waist. We were in front of a house, a big beautiful house.

"Erik, I..."

"Shh, you don't have to say anything." He said cradling me in his arms.

"Is this.....ours?" I asked.

"You got it," He came in front of me and pulled me foresees the house. "Come see,"

We walked in. Photographs hung upon the walls. It was so beautiful. Come to my favorite place in the house," He said as he led me up to the master bedroom which was huge. Rose petals were scattered amongst the bed.

"Oh, and Christine? One more thing," He said from behind me.

"And what could that...." I said turning around. "be."

"Christine, will you marry me? I could use some help making the music of the night," He said and winked.

"Yes, yes I will marry you!"

He stood up and we kissed. And well, more happened after that...

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Erik sang me to sleep.

No one would listen,

No one but her,

Heard as the outcast hears.

Shamed into solitude,

Shunned by the multitude.

I learned to listen,

In the dark,

My heart heard music.

I longed to teach the world,

Rise up and reach the world.

No one would listen,

I alone could hear the music.

Then, atlast, a voice in the gloom,

Seemed to cry 'I hear you'

I hear your fears,

Your torment and you tears.

She saw my loneliness,

Shared in my emptiness,

No one would listen,

No one but her,

Heard as the outcast hears.....

**Dream**

The tears I might have shed for your dark fate

Crow cold and turn to tears of hate!

I sang as Raoul choked against the gate as Erik pulled the rope tighter.

They both sang in compound and my mind couldn't focus.

Angel of music,

Who deserves this?

I cried to him.

We sang our feelings for a while more. My heart broke with every word.

Pitiful creature of darkness,

What kind of life have you known?

God give me courage to show you,

You are not alone!

I pulled him in and kissed him deeply. Suprised by the passion I felt, I kissed him once again.

**End of Dream**

"Christine, are you alright?" I heard Erik say as he pulled me from my sleep.

"What?" I said. I pulled my hand up to my face and felt the wetness of tears. "Oh, yes just a nightmare, that's all."

"What of?"

"That long ago night. When we put on Don Juan,"

"Oh, well don't be scared. Your with me now." He said and cuddled me into his arms.

That night was so long ago, how comes I still remember it clear as day?