Angel in my eyes | By : Lady141220 Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 3403 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N-This should go without saying but for purposes like I don’t want to be sued! I do not own any of these characters {Except Nick Hans the Producer he’s my beau}; I bow before the genius that brought such an amazing story to life. (True Phans know whom I am speaking of) I am only a humble follower and an amateur writer trying my hand at giving a new spin on this love story. *Cough! E/C all the way!* Leave love, or hate (just not too much hate, I don’t pretend to be awesome at this) Thank you All!
Erik stood at the door of his closet; Annette had been the only woman who could get through to him. They had met many years ago at a tryout for an Off Broadway musical, Erik had just moved to New York to start his music career, in a way the same as Annette. Annette had moved from Jersey to the Big Apple with dreams of joining the American Ballet Company. The two both knew that their best chance was to get cast into shows to get their names around the circuit. The two became good friends over the coming months, and that blessed evening when Erik got his lucky break and was discovered by Nick ‘Z’ Hans, one of the most influential music scouts in all of the country; she was the first one Erik shared it with. Erik raced to Annette to inform her of his great fortune and asked her to come along for the ride, to be his manager, and now seven years later she still stood by his side.
It was a long hard road at first but finally Erik had won over the hearts of America and had become a musical force matched by none. Erik’s strong, heartfelt voice soothed and inspired everyone it touched as well as rocketed Erik’s first album to number one for twelve straight weeks. His first headlining tour sold out weeks ahead of his first performance; Erik could not ask for more and he knew that he could have never got this far without Annette by his side.
A sad look crossed his face as Annette started talking to him; she offered choices of wardrobe for him, though in his lost expression the words seemed to be formed in a language he could not comprehend. Erik’s mind wandered back to the days before his accident at his tour stop in Las Vegas, Nevada. He had proposed to Elizabeth in their suite at The Bellagio after his first performance. He thought back to Elizabeth; his girlfriend of almost 7 months, Erik shook his head thinking about their romantic situation. Erik’s nostrils flared as he clenched his teeth, he thought back over their short romantic interlude together. They had been introduced at a party by fellow friends; he was instantly attracted to her physically though they were so different in every instance of the word. He had a difficult time opening up to her and thought the best way to prove he cared for her was to ask her to spend the rest of her life with him.
Erik growled as pictures flashed before his eyes, suddenly he was brought back to the present. “Erik! Have you heard a word I’ve said to you?” Annette questioned looking at him intently both with concern for her long time friend and anger for the man he had become.
“Not particularly and I’ve no need for those I’m not leaving.” Erik retorted as he retreated away from the harshness of the closet light. He passed by the light panel for the room and dimmed the entire room completely. “End of conversation Annette.”
Annette watched him walk away and shook her head; she threw the clothes on the floor. “Fine! If that is what you want I will not waste any more breath on you Erik!” She stormed out of the closet and moved to his dresser, she picked up his phone and threw it at him. “You have this for a reason: Use it! I’ve emailed you your list of upcoming events you MUST attend, and included pictures and profiles of the young women coming tryout for your backup female vocalist for your tour. Do with it as you will. ” Annette turned on her heel and stormed to the door, “Oh and you will be dressed and downstairs to make an appearance at your party, how can you promote a come back tour and the release of your next album if you ignore those who gave you all you have,” she hissed at him slamming the door as she exited.
Erik sighed and shook his head, moved to the bar and made himself another drink. Erik took his full glass to his baby piano in the corner next to his balcony doors; he set it atop the piano and took a seat in front of his sedative. All of his frustration and pain came pouring out into the piano.
*Leave love or hate just show me some kind of attention. Wanna be my beta or even push some ideas with me? Email me Coachhack1407@aim.com or heck just hit me up on AIM-THack32
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