Finding Love

Chapter 4

** I don't own POTO**
Rose's POV
I don't know where I am. How did I get here? There are candles everywhere and there is a lake with a boat. I look to my right and see a man sitting at some sort of desk, I think he's composing music? Slowly I walk over to him and notice that he's wearing a mask. "What's under the mask?" I ask myself before I slowly reach for the mask. The mask comes off quickly-
I sat up with a start. With a quick glance out of the window I guess that it's early in the morning. For some reason I dreamed of the events that Christine had described to me. Then I remembered, I went into Box 5, that's why I had that dream! Laying back down, I tried to go back to sleep. Tired as I was, I couldn't seem to fall back asleep. Why is it, that never seem to get any sleep? The cold floor beneath my bare feet sent a shiver across my entire body. The small clock that is on my bedside table reads 4:30 a.m. I probably should wake meg and Christine, I know they like to wake early for practice. "Meg, Christine, wake up!" I nudged both of them in the side causing them both to stir in their beds. "What time is is?" Meg sat up groggily and asked
"4:30"
"What?! I need to get up! I'm 30 minutes late"
"For what?"
"Stretching of course!" All three of us giggled at the comment. We all got dressed and headed to the stage to warm up. "You guys go ahead, I'll meet up with you later" Instead of warming up,I decided to walk and explore some more. Since I wanted to explore, I naturally went to the mysterious Box 5 again. I sat in the same seat as before when I got there. 'It's so dark, maybe there is a candle and some matches?' I thought to myself as I stood up and started searching the Opera Box. "What are you doing in my Box?" A deep voice from behind me rumbled.  I jumped and turned around, expecting to see someone there, but there was no one to be found. "Answer my question, what are you doing in my Box?" This time the voice was behind me. I turned quickly, but once again saw nothing. "You're not going to see me, so I suggest you stop trying."
"W-who are y-you" My voice was shaky and I stumbled on my words.
"Frightened are we?"
"N-no! Startled maybe, but not frightened. Why did you ignore my question?" Ok, so maybe I was a little frightened, but I definitely didn't want to show weakness.
"Why should I answer your question when you have yet to answer mine?"
"I'm terribly sorry Monsieur, what was your question again?"
Erik's POV
"I'm terribly sorry Monsieur, what was your question again?" This girl sounded so polite! Why is she being kind to me? 'It's because she doesn't know who you are' I decided to shut out the tiny voice in my head. It can be quite annoying. I cleared my throat and began speaking: "What are you doing in my Box?"
"I was exploring, and I've been everywhere in the Populaire except for your box Monsieur..... wait if this is your Box.... then you must be.... Le Fantôme de l'Opéra!" She gasped and put her hand over her mouth.
"Well that answers my question and yours as well." It were as if her legs went limp, because she just plopped into the nearest chair, mouth still agape. With her head in her hands she said "Please don't hurt me Monsieur Fantôme! I meant you no harm! I was just curious......"
"Haven't you ever heard the saying 'curiosity killed the cat'?"
"Well, yes. But that is the unfinished version. The next part is 'but satisfaction brought it back'. If you would like me to leave, I will and we can forget that this ever happened." Do I want her to leave? 'Yes, yes you do. You shouldn't waste your time on some child when you have Christine' I just stared at the child, and noticed that she looks familiar! The scene on the roof flooded my mind. Realization hit me right in the face. The girl in my Box, she is Rose!