Love Story | By : PeterH Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter sixteen: Again
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When Christine entered the hotel room where she and Erik were staying she noticed how quiet it was. Amar was outside the door when she arrived and said that Erik was waiting inside for her and had something to tell and ask her. Christine liked surprises but the strange and almost creepy atmosphere scarred her somewhat. Christine walked up to the bedroom door and listened. Did she hear…sobbing? Christine tried to turn the door knob but it was locked. “Erik?” Christine asked through the door. There was silence for a minute and then she heard feet moving. “Do you love me?” Erik suddenly asked, Christine heard his voice full of pain. “Erik? What’s wrong?” she asked him.
“DO YOU LOVE ME?!” Erik shouted through the door making Christine jump. She was sure everyone in the hotel had heard him. But what was wrong with him? Why was he so sad? “I love you,” she told him. The door opened and Christine saw Erik with out his mask and his eyes filled with tears. Christine walked in and held out her hand. “Tell me what’s wrong.” Christine said softly, trying to fight back her own tears. Erik took her hand in his and pulled her to him. Christine wrapped her arms around his waist and held him close and safely in her arms. “Do you what today is?” Erik asked her, as he buried his face in her neck. Christine shook her head. “Today…is my birthday.” Erik whispered to her.
Christine sighed deeply. She pulled back and walked him over to the bed. They lay down together with Erik’s head on her chest. “Erik, tell me about your mother.” Christine whispered to him. Erik nodded his head. “She was the only person who ever loved me…until you, Christine,” Erik began sadly. “She died of fever when I was five years old and my father then through me from his home and a man named Nadir Khan found me brought me back to Persia with him and raised me as his son.” Erik told her. Christine smiled and looked at him. “You’re not telling me about your mother, Erik.” Christine pointed out to him. “Where were you born?” Christine asked him.
“I was born amidst the purple waterfall
I was weak yet not unblessed
Dead to the world alive for the journey
One night I dreamt of a white rose withering
A newborn drowning
I dreamt all my future
Relived my past
I witnessed the beauty of the beast,”
Erik sang softly to her. Christine held Erik’s hand tightly and began gently singing to Erik.
(Christine singing)
“Where have all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?
Why are your loved only when you’re gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
I’ll think of you long enough to make a
Memory
Come back in time to bless the child,”
(Erik singing)
“How can I ever feel again?
Given the chance would I return?
I’ve never felt so alone in my life
As I drank from the cup which was
Holding my time
There’s a poison drop in this cup of Man,”
(Christine and Erik)
“Where have all the feelings gone?
Why is the deadliest sin to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time, soon to be
Freed from care and human pain,”
They paused for a moment and Erik continued.
(Erik singing)
“My tale is the most bitter truth:
Time pays us but with earth and dust, and a
Dark and silent grave
Remember, my child: with out innocence the cross
Is only iron hope is an illusion
An Ocean Soul’s nothing but a name
Why am I loved only when I’m gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child,”
When Erik finished he hung his head. Christine sat up and wrapped her arms around him. “You have me, Erik, and I love you.” Christine told him. Erik looked into her eyes and sighed deeply. “Will you marry me?” Erik asked her. Christine chuckled softly. “I already have,” she said showing Erik her ring. Erik smiled softly and shook his head. “I know; but marry me again, in front of your parents and in front of Raoul Changy. Please, Christine will you marry me?” Erik asked her again. Erik took her ring off her ring finger and then put it back on.
Christine smiled at him and sighed softly. “Yes, I will marry you…again.” Christine added closely. Erik smiled and they both leaned forward and kiss each other passionately.
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