A Phantom of the Opera AU one shot. Just a little something I whipped up. Sorry?

His body lay lifelessly on the ground, although he was very much alive. It wasn't the first time he had been left, but this time was different than all the others; he was left by his family for a group of traveling circus people who locked him in a cage due to his monstrous form. The people who paid to see him whipped and tormented cackled at made him want to curl even further into the corner with his little potato sack over his head , and just disappear so the world would never find him. He was left by everyone he knew, which he could count on one hand. But what hurt the most was that this time...it was the girl he loved with all of his heart.

He had tried so hard, so desperately to be good and be the better man for her. It wasn't enough, she didn't love him. How could she love a beast? A creature of the night?

He held his hands over his abhorrent features, tears that had been shed far too many times for one lifetime streaming down his cheeks. He held himself in his arms on the cold hard ground, listening to the sloshing of water around him. The sound of heels clicking brought himself out of his stupor, only for a moment to see who had wanted to feast their eyes on the beast, a poor excuse for a man. His stunningly radiant eyes that resembled frozen lips and fingers in the winter gazed at her through his fingers. His love.

She stood there with her head hung low, her white wedding with sleeves that fell to the sides of her shoulders swaying as she took two steps closer. Her blonde curls cascaded down her shoulders, her eyes too were red as if she had been crying. She let out a shaky breath of air, stooping down to his level. What more could she possibly do? How could she possibly bring him any lower?

She began to pull at her left ring finger, the small diamond ring slipping off her finger and into her hand. He sat up slowly, his grotesque scars on full display. Yet apparently it wasn't the scars that disgusted her, it was the darkness of his soul that made her loathe him. He had tried so hard, it wasn't enough.

Carefully she took his hand and placed the ring in his palm, curling their hands together so tightly that maybe in another universe she was trying not to let go. She gazed into his eyes, her gorgeously green eyes that shined like the Emerald City in Oz staring back at him.

"Emma, I love you." He muttered weakly, he had to say it. Even if she would never return his love, he had to say it...Once. She nodded fervently, lifting his chin up slightly to move closer. Her lips pressing a bitter sweet kiss onto his.

How much he wanted to wrap his arms around her curves and just hold her was almost impossible to ignore. But he didn't, he left his hands by his side not laying a finger on her.

"I know." She whispered pulling a minimal amount of distance away, "And I you."

And he could've been dreaming, he must have been. She leaned back to kiss him again, this time much more desperately her hand nearly crushing arm wrapping around his shoulder to hold him close, his own arms remained at his sides. He wanted to ask her if she meant it, if she truly did love him. Even if it was just a fraction of her, even just a small part of her heart that belonged solely to him, he'd be the happiest man on the planet. Her lips slowly parted from his, he leaned forward towards her ear to whisper; "There's not a day that'll go by where I won't think of you."

"Good." She whispered back, kissing him one more time before getting up off the ground. "Goodbye...My dark angel...Killian Jones."

"Darling-" He began getting up from the ground, reaching out to touch her.

"I have to go." She mumbled backing away fixing the end of her dress, "Goodbye Killian." She turned around and walked out of his home, with his heart in her hand and out of his life forever.

You can fight me on this all you want, nothing will change my mind on this. Christine definitely loves both the men in the show. Both Erik (The Phantom) and Raoul. Little note that I am now over on AO3 under the same name just no dashes. HASTA LA PASTA!