Can I Change Fate?

Part 5

Rose POV

"You what!" Abby shrieked. I had just told her about me taking Carlotta's old role. Rolling my eyes, I placed a finger to my lips. We were backstage, where anybody could hear us. Ignoring me, her eyes bugged out. "You realize that the role was meant for Christine! Erik is going to kill you!"

Despite myself, I laughed at the serious look on my little sister's face, "Stop being dramatic, Abby. I'll be fine." Abby took my shoulders and shook me.

"Are you insane?" She hissed. "Look what he did to people that got in his way in the movie!" Gently prying her off of me, I took her hands.

"I'll be fine, Abby," I told her seriously. She nodded slowly. Smirking, I sent her a look. "So, did you tell Raoul that I said hi?" Immediately, Abby's face flushed.

Looking down, she played with the hem of her dancing outfit. "I had to talk to him, Rose." Smiling softly, she glanced up at me. "He is totally hotter in person."

I gave her a disgusted look. I would do anything for my little sister. Heck, I would take a bullet for her. But when it came to listening to how 'hot' Raoul was, my loyalty only comes so far. Don't get me wrong, he was somewhat attractive, but compared to the Phantom...

"Rose!" We both turned to find Meg hurrying towards us. Smiling excitedly, she gave me a hug. "I can't believe you got the role!"

"Neither can I," I heard Abby mutter.

Meg gave me a sly smile. "Carlotta will be furious!"

"Ha! She won't be the only one!" Abby sent me a look. I rolled my eyes.

Erik POV

I sat at my organ, frustrated. For years Christine has been my muse. She has been my everything. It was only Christine who had brought light into my world of darkness. But as I sat here writing new lyrics, I couldn't help but think of the mysterious brunette.

She captivated me.

When she sang, I could feel the emotions vibrating from her voice. The song itself had seemed to come alive. Just a few more years of lessons, then she would become an excellent Prima Donna. I could teach her and help her strive in her career. The girl obviously has natural talent.

But what about Christine? For years I have watched over her and taught her. An eternal battle was formed in my mind. I could still teach the girl and try to win Christine's affections. The only problem was my face. One look at my deformity and both girls would certainly run. They would run from the Angel in Hell.

Abby POV

What the hell was my sister thinking! One day, Rose is going to get herself killed. I rolled my eyes at my sister's stupidity before heading off to find Meg. Passing the director's office, I stopped when I heard Rose's name.

Pressing my ear to the door, I managed to hear Madame Giry's deep accent. "Misère, you have to let the chorus girl have the role. The Phantom ordered it." What? I positioned myself at a better angle so that I could easily hear the conversation.

"No we don't," a husky voice of one of the director's replied hastily. "This is our Opera. We will not have an 'Opera Ghost' telling us how to work it."

Madame Giry gave an irritated scoff. "Do not be foolish!" She growled with such fierceness, I cringed. "This 'Ghost' does not give empty threats." Was Rose in danger? I waited for a response.

After a moment, the other director cleared his throat. "I believe her. The chorus girl has talent, after all. It wouldn't hurt." All of a sudden, the floorboard I stood on gave a loud moan. Holding back a gasp, I hurried off to find Meg. I couldn't tell Rose this. Knowing her, she would want to confront Madame Giry or even the Phantom himself.