Thread by @whyangelinawhy

~*~*~* like a match you strike to in incinerate: a phantom of the opera fan fic*~*~*~*~

A/N: hi guys I don’t own phantom of the opera!! It belongs to ALW and France (where cheese comes from muahhahaha O_o ) anyway please R&R for the next chappy

the opera dormitories were quiet accept for the breath that christine daae didn’t know she was holding on her chest. That night she was wearing her black nightgown and thong because she was feeling sad

Raule had taken her on a date to a fancy restaurant where he bought chicken alfredo and wine but when they got to his carriage after, he tried to kiss Christine and when she said no, he opened a bottle of whiskey and took a long sip

I’m drunk, he said, also lightning a cigarette and then he kicked her out of the carriage and she had to walk home to the opera because she had no money for the bus :( she missed her dad

Her chocolate curls shook as she cried in her dormitory bed. She tried not to be loud, because the last time she cried after their other date where he got drunk, Meg rolled over and told her to shut her friikken mouth (AN: I don’t swear because I believe in Jesus)

She got up in her underwear and put on her PINK sweat pants but like fancy old fashioned ones and walked to the chapel in the opera

When she got to the chapel it was covered in rose petals that were so red they were almost black.

“Where is my angel of music,” she cried, her breasts quivering “oh I’m so lonely”

She collapsed on the floor and pulled out a tiny bottle from her pockets. “If I can’t have Raoul I will die instead” it was 409 she had stolen from the janitor while he was sleeping

She lifted the bottle to her lips and cried, dancing didn’t make her happy and neither did Jesus (AN: again I am a Christian)

“I am going to die,” she said to no one and she started to take sip when she heard a beautiful sound

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Lyrics
Long ago
Just like the Hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you
Burning on
Just like the match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break

And like the blade you'll stain
Well I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Came a time
When every star fall
Brought you to tears again

We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break
And like the blade you'll stain
Well I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide

It was the most beautiful song Christine had ever heard sung in a beautiful tener

“Don’t die christone, Raoul is a prep” said the voice. It was sexy and it sounded like Gerard Butler and Gerard way

Suddenly there was a man who was very sexy but not Raol. He wore a mask but like a sexy one

“Christine it is I your angel”

Her stomach quivered “but you are a man”

“This is true”

He took her down to his layer while singing her “when I was a young boy” and she fell asleep in his arms........

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O—o oooh what do you think is gonna happen? R&R or i don’t know if I’m gonna have time to update after choir practice today

Thank you and bless jesus