Haiiiiii! I really like working on this piece. I think I've composed this musical phenomenon well. (I KNOW THE WORD IS WRITTEN, BUT I LIKE COMPOSED CUZ IT SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING THE PHANTOM WOULD SAY SO THERE! AND THIS FIC IS THE WORK OF A MUSICAL GENIUS, ME! JK!) Anyways….. I hope you like this chapter! BYEEEE!

Chapter 3

Erik picked Christine up like a baby, and cradled her in his arms. He carried her to his room where he set her down on the bed. He walked out and yelled to Meg, who was waiting in the boat.

"You can leave now Miss Giry." Meg obediently left, and Erik walked back to where Christine lay crying.

"Christine, angel, why ever are you crying?" Erik asked her. Christine sniffled and sighed.

"Oh Erik, I just missed you so much, I couldn't handle it. I do not love Raoul, and now I am to be wed." Erik held the crying girl in his arms, resting her head in his lap. He stroked her hair, and her love for him burst like a balloon.

"I need you Erik, I can't last another minute without you. I love you, I always have." Erik felt as if his heart stopped. She loved him?

"You-you, love me?" He stuttered. She nodded.

"Ever since you first spoke to me, I felt something, a feeling I could never define, until you brought me here, I realized, that it was love. Pure, feeling love." Christine sniffled. Erik smiled at his love.

"I must admit at first I thought I was going mad." Erik spoke softly. "I expected to never hear your voice again. You left with your boy, and left me to suffer. I almost died, if Madame Giry and Meg had not found me, I would be dead." He looked down to see her crying and sobbing.

"I'm sorry, so sorry. I caused you so much pain. I should have never left you, nor pulled your mask off. I thought I was being a hero, unmasking the opera ghost. But I nearly killed you, my one and only love." Christine was sobbing now, gasping for air. Erik held her closer.

"Christine, love, it will be okay. You are very tired and excited. You need sleep, come here." He once more cradled her in his arms. He carried her to his room, and set her down on his bed. She yawned and closed her eyes.

"Erik, sing for me please." She whispered. Erik took a breath and softly sang.

Night time sharpens

Heightens each sensation

Darkness stirs and wakes

Imagination

Silently the senses

Abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently

Night unfurls its splendor

Grasp it, sense it

Tremulous and tender

Turn your face away

From the garish light of day.

Turn your thoughts away

From cold, unfeeling light,

And listen to the music of the night.

By that point Christine was nearly asleep, she smiled a faint smile and Erik continued to soothe her with his music.

Close your eyes

And surrender to your darkest dreams.

Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before.

Close your eyes,

Let your your spirit start to soar.

And you'll live as you've never lived before.

Softly, deftly

Music shall caress you

Hear it, feel it

Secretly possess you

Open up your mind

Let your fantasies unwind

In this darkness that you know you cannot fight

The darkness of the music of the night

Christine was asleep. Her breathing slowed but kept at a steady pace. Erik walked away slowly. He sat down at his piano and watched Christine sleep. He softly played his organ and finished the song.

Let your mind

Start a journey through a strange new world

Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before

Let your soul take you where you long to be.

Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling

Sweet intoxication

Touch me, trust me

Savor each sensation

Let the dream begin

Let your darker side give in

To the power of the music that I write

The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight

Help me make the music of the night

He looked back at Christine to see if she stirred. She was still sleeping peacefully. Erik smiled. He had won.

Hi! I just watched the 25 anniversary Phantom of the Opera. I loved it. Ramin is my favorite Phantom. I know that these chapters are short, they will get longer! Bye! xx

-cjsparkles4803