As I pull away from our hug, I see my favorite book on one of the selves.
Can you guess what it is?
Yep, The Phantom of The Opera
I go over and pick it up and see that it is the Gaston Leroux version. In the library there is an arm chair and a couch. I pick the coach.
I turn it to my favorite chapter Apollo's Lyre, I like this chapter the most because it tells about Erik taking Christine to his house on the lake.
"I adore that book as well, Christine."
"It's a good book."
He takes the book from my hands and begins to read, changing voices as he reads.
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I feel something shaking my shoulder and calling my name, I don't know what it is. The shaking has stop and know there is a light patting on my cheek.
I finally open my eyes to see Erik hovering above me. "Are you alright?" He keeps repeating over and over again.
I notice that I can't see him clearly and I realize that there are tears in my eyes. I've been crying in my sleep.
"Answer me please." Erik is going into hysterics. "Erik I'm fine."
"No, you are not fine" he tells me, "you have been yelling in your sleep and wouldn't stop."
I look down and don't say anything.
Erik stands up and heads towards the door mumbling a "good night".
It takes about 5 minutes to realize that I won't be able to go back asleep again. I don't know what to do, I do know that I don't want to stay in my room alone.
So mustering up all of my courage I open the door and walk down the stares looking for Erik. I hear piano music playing softly and I know where's he's at. I make my what to the music room.
I open the door and Erik immediately stops and he turns to look at me. "Are you alright? Did I wake you again?"
"No, you didn't. It's just that I realized that I can't go back to sleep."
"Have you tried counting sheep, Christine?" He asks in a joking manner.
"No, I haven't. Umm can I just sit in here with you until I can go back to sleep."
"Of course."
I smiled and sat down in a chair in the corner. Erik starts playing again and soon I find myself falling back asleep.
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Fear Can Turn To Love
FanfictionErik is lonely, very lonely. What happens when he finds a young seventeen year old, who is just as lonely as him. Fear can turn to love, right? [Modern] {Kidnap} I do not own The Phantom Of The Opera, sadly. Or anything else that I used.