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He'll Always Be There...
By : bandgeek06
Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het
Views: 2334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
- 1
~ “He’ll always be there…”
It shouldn’t have kept happening; these dreams where she floated to him as if in a trance. She knew, at least, that this time they were –just- dreams. But they still haunted her. She was happily married now, in hiding under a new name, and she had children of her own. She loved her life and her new family. But why, then, did she still dream of him? Burn for his touch? Long to hear his melody?
They would all start the same. She would slowly drift off into her dreams and then there was mist all around.~Swirling mist upon a vast and glassy lake…~
She would reach out, trying to catch some in her palms, checking to see if it was real, but then it would start to clear. When she could see, she found herself in a cold, damp and dark room. A room that she forever remember from all those years ago…
She looked around, and in finding no one, walked towards the open doorway. From there she could see the source of the fog, a dark lake, and a boat near its shore.~…And in the boat there was a man…~
Sitting by his piano, facing her as if awaiting her return, was her tormentor. The ghost who haunted nearly every dream since the day she left him. The Phantom from her past. The angel who once filled her soul with such sweet music.
He rose upon seeing her, his black cape fluttering to the ground. She turned away then, not being able to bare the deep, penetrating weight of his gaze directed on her. She focused on a point on the lake instead, willing the furious beating of her heart to slow.
“Christine...” the angel whispered. She turned, locking brown eyes with mesmerizing gray. Then she felt herself rising, floating towards him as if obeying some unsaid command, her shimmering nightgown flowing behind her.
“Christine…” the sweet voice called again, arms outstretched to catch her. And, as if by their own accord, her arms reached out as well, desperate to feel his caress.
Finally, she was in his arms, holding on to him as if her life depended on it. “My Angel, my Angel,” he crooned, stroking her hair. “Do not worry, I am here.”
And for some reason, she was crying, sobbing her heart out while her face was buried in her Phantom’s chest. Her heart felt like it was breaking, splitting into pieces over how much her Phantom must have had to endure while she was gone, how much he must have missed her, and how much she had missed him.
When her hiccupping subsided, he pulled away from her, raising her chin so she was forced to look into his eyes. He searched the depths for a while until he found what he was looking for. He smiled grimly under his mask before placing a small kiss on her forehead. “I miss you as well.”
Before she could respond, the mist rolled back in. Her Angel, whom she was so close to just moments before, started to fade back into the mist. “No!” she cried, reaching out to grab him. “NO!” But her Phantom was fading fast, and she was being pulled along, back into the swirling haze. Her heart was breaking again, and her eyes started to water, making it even harder to see until all she could make out of her Angel was a foggy black and white shape. “No…” she whispered feebly, tears now rolling freely.
“Christine…Christine…” the voice sang. “Christine, I love you…”
Then all was gone, drowned under all the fog. The lake, the boat, the Angel of Music… And very suddenly, the fog was gone as well, and she was lying, wide-awake, in her own room…
Her room… in her home, far, far away from any opera house. Where she lived with her husband, Raoul, and her children… no Phantoms here. She closed her eyes, willing her heart to stop hurting, her mind to stop reeling, and herself to stop crying over something she could not change. Phantom, Ghost, or Angel, he was gone.
Never again would her soul give way to such song. Never again would he torture her with such sweet melody.
He was gone.
And yet, in her dreams he would always be there…~Singing songs in my head…~
Tears began to fall anew.
“Poor Erik.”
~Fin
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