What if? | By : aclassicpirate2 Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 3712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3 lies
“How have you been?” Alexandria turned at the question. Alexandria and her brother James had been walking through the halls and corridors of the opera house all afternoon and surprisingly Alexandria had managed to avoid all eye contact to those who knew who she was. Being seen with and or close the opera ghost is not a favored thing amongst those who live in the opera house.
“I’ve been fine.” Alexandria replied as she led them to Box 5. James smiled as the walked; he stopped short when he read the sign above the box. BOX 5. All night long he had heard everything about the opera ghost and his mistress and was a little bit reluctant to enter the box.
“What’s wrong brother?” Alexandria almost laughed when she saw him pale.
“You’ve lived in the opera house long enough to hear about the phantom haven’t you.
“Well yes but . . .” Alexandria stopped and gave him a stern look “You don’t believe in that do you?”
“Well don’t you?” James asked as he stood still transfixed.
“No.” Alexandria said simply “Its nothing but fairytale to scare the new students coming to learn ballet” Alexandria tried to get him into the box but it did not work.
“But they have said things have happened.” James said with a slight shake in his voice. “They say that things happen that they couldn’t explain.” Alexandria sighed and leaned against the wall.
“Like what?” She asked waiting patiently.
“Like just the other day a beam fell.” James stated.
“The ropes weren’t secure.” Alexandria defended.
“What about all the deaths?” James asked as he moved forward.
“Suicide, natural causes, maybe murder.” Alexandria questioned herself “But we are all a family here.”
“How come you have such a great defense against all this?” James asked as came closer eyeing her. “If you weren’t my sister I’d believe you were connected to it all.” Alexandria looked down at the ground and sighed.
“Your not apart of if are you Alexandria?” James asked softly.
“I don’t believe you.” Alexandria looked up. “Believing all that they say, they do that to everyone.”
“Are you Alexandria?” James had to know.
“No James I am not, because unlike you I stopped believing in fairytales along time ago.” Alexandria moved away from the wall and began to walk away.
“Alexandria.” James called out. “Forgive me, I accused you falsely.” Alexandria smiled
“I can forgive you.” Alexandria said smiling back at him but it soon faded. “But, can you forgive me.” James looked at her questionably. “I must go now I need rest.” Alexandria turned and continued down the corridors. As she walked, she made sure that James wasn’t behind her and went through a secret door in the wall. Alexandria walked down long winding narrow steps that lead to another one of the secret mirror. Like the night before she walked through it and was met with Erik at his pipe organ. He turned to her and smiled before turning back to his music. Alexandria walked over as his finished his piece and stopped, picking up a quill and writing a few adjustments. Alexandria leaned on the side of the organ and watched him.
“How has your day been so far love?” Alexandria asked.
“Hmm. Lets see. . .” Erik made it look as if he was thinking, “I woke up next to a beautiful woman and continued writing my opera. In fact, I have written half the ending. So I think it’s been a wonderful day so far you?” Alexandria smiled,
“Same except with out the opera and waking up next to a beautiful woman.” Alexandria laughed along with Erik as he kept making notes of paper and rewriting them. “Lets see I’ve walked almost every corridor today and tried to avoid all who know me and have managed to lie constantly to my brother.” Alexandria sighed “Awkward day for me.” Erik smiled up at her as he continued his opera. Alexandria watched as his fingers dance across the keyboard and created breathtaking music. Alexandria closed her eyes and let the music surrender. She listened and wondered the words, the song did not seem to fit into his opera. Alexandria wondered if he had written something new just for fun or for a reason.
“….Night time sharpens heightens each sensation...
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the music of the night...”
Alexandria’s eyes snapped open. He had stopped playing.
“Why did you stop?” Erik looked up at her simply. “That was beautiful, please continue it.” Erik shook his head no. Alexandria frowned and looked away for a moment,
“Why?” Was all she asked and met his gaze.
“It’s a song that I want to share with you later.” He announced and stood from his bench. Alexandria smiled a bit and turned away.
“Is there something bothering you my love?” Erik had asked with amusement in his voice.
“How long is all I want to know?” Erik was confused.
“How long till what?”
“How long do I have to keep lying to my brother?” Alexandria asked, “I think he knows, he accused me today of knowing about and being connected to you. Yet I still manage to make up lies.” Erik went to stand in front on her; he placed his hands on her shoulders.
“I think he’ll forgive you my love.” Erik stated. “After all he is your brother.” Alexandria smiled but was not relived.
“I’m going to bed.” Alexandria stated as she walked passed him to the stairs.
“But it’s only a few hours past noon.” Erik stated as he turned and watched her climb the steps towards their bed.
“I’ve had a long day love.” Alexandria sighed and laid down on the soft red silk sheets. Alexandria turned to him and watched him climb the steps. “Will you sing me a song?” Alexandria asked as he stood near the bed. Erik looked down at her and smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed he asked “Why?” she smiled.
“Because your voice is soothing, please sing me to sleep.” Erik smiled again, sat up against the headboard of their bed, and pulled her against him. Alexandria laid her head in his lap as he began to sing a soft tune. Erik played with her hair as he sang, soon Alexandria was peacefully sleeping, and Erik sighed and began to relax against the soft pillows. Erik thought of his opera and soon let sleep consume him.
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