Her Promise (A Phantom of the Opera Fanfic)

Chapter 17

Christine had left days ago, resentfully and sadly. Erik hadn't eaten a thing in all four of the days that he had been alone.

Of course he had nothing to eat anyways. He had left the opera house since home had been invaded by angry mobs of people with torches. He left his white mask and a rose on the table for Madame Giry or perhaps Meg to find, although he was sure they wouldn't care that he was framing his own death.

.He wished that Christine would come back for him. At least to see him. But she wouldn't know where to look. No one would know.

He had been wandering around aimlessly, hoping to bump into Adelaide in the streets somewhere. He hadn't though.

Alas, while Erik thought that Christine was enjoying her time with Raoul, she had left him within an hour after they left Erik, and she'd been looking for her angel ever since.

She hadn't eaten in two days, and was dehydrated.

She had spent a whole day and night at her father's grave, hoping Erik might stumble upon it. He didn't though.

She was now walking down an ally, her cloak pulled tightly around her. She had taken knickers that she had seen Adelaide wearing from Raoul's cousin who was staying with them, along with one of his mother's shirts. It was definately warmer than any dress she could be wearing.

Suddenly she was slammed roughly against the brick wall behind her, by a man in a long petticoat and a bowler hat. She gasped, struggling before she realized that it wasn't a man at all.

It was Adelaide.

"Adelaide!" she gasped, pulling the girl against her tightly.

"Oh, okay." Adelaide said monotone, patting Christine on the back. "Alright, let me go."

"Have you seen Erik anywhere?!" Christine asked. "I've been looking for him for days I can't find him anywhere!"

"I haven't speaken to Erik in almost a week," she admitted. "I ran from him before the performance."

"What? Why?" Christine pulled away from Adelaide so she could see her face under the bowler hat.

"I saw that replica of you with the wedding dress," she said, shrugging. "It freaked me out so I left but I wanted to see if he would let you go. So I've been looking for one of you, and niether of you were at the opera house. Because it's rubble now... but that's beside the point. I mean did he let you go? Well, obviously he let you go if you're alone. Unless he let's you go because he trusts you- wait! Where was I going with this?"

Christine furrowed her eyebrows. The girl spoke miles a minute and she had absolutely no idea what she was saying until she focused for a moment.

"I don't...know?" Christine asked, confused.

"Oh yes! Why I left Erik. Well I already said that, but yeah, I've been looking for you both."

"Well, I can't find Erik... but here I am," Christine offered. "And I've been looking for it, too."

"Well, if we're going to look together then you need to change. You look to feminine. You'll get raped in this part of town alone," she whispered to Christine lowly. "Act as though we're married. Just hold my arm though. No couple-y stuff."

Christine did as she was told, slightly wary since Adelaide had tried to kill her once before. "Where did you get this stuff? Where do you stay? And what do you eat?"

"I stole it from some shop, I stay wherever I can find room... and I eat food?" she said, obviously.

"Are we going to the shop?" Christine questioned.