At the Opera House
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  • Time 3h 43m
  • Reads 6,390
  • Votes 142
  • Parts 25
  • Time 3h 43m
Complete, First published Oct 06, 2017
In mere moments, Erik grasped Christine by the waist and pulled her under his protective dark cloak. There, pressed against his chest he moved into the shadows of the wings, Christine blinked at the sudden darkness, grasped Erik's firm arm around her waist with her hands, then struggled to see what was happening through the thick folds of his cloak.

"Come out ghost!" A slurred voice called out. "I know you're there, and that pretty ballet rat too."


This is a ROUGH DRAFT of my fanfiction of Phantom of the Opera. Parts will be added and taken away and chnged without warning.
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"I have realized... it is better to be alone, Meg. The people I love won't get hurt." He whispered to me and then I saw him. The man I know and love; the man torn between wanting to love and scared of it; the man wanting to feel but runs away from everything that makes him feel because he is afraid of losing it. "I learned with Christine that I cannot love, Meg. I cannot love anyone...I only hurt them. And no one can love me. Who could?" "I could." I couldn't believe I just said it. He froze and I just kept talking, afraid the words would stop coming out of my mouth. "That's where you're wrong, Erik. You've always believed that no one could ever love you, all of you, even with your deformity. And yet, I have loved you since I was seventeen years old. You hid yourself behind the "Phantom of the Opera" but I never saw a Phantom. I saw a man desperate to be loved, to be loved not only for his music but for himself. I thought Christine could be the one to finally show you that love since I was so afraid to do so. But not afraid of you but what I know you would say. Christine chose wrong, Erik. I would've chosen you in a heartbeat... I do choose you."