A/N: Whoa! Writing this went by so fast. I can't believe you guys voted so much! Anyway, this is the final chapter of the storyline. Don't worry though, I will post that one-shot! My Happy Ending, Die Another Day, and Learn To Be Lonely are not mine. Enjoy!

ANYA POV

A sharp, sudden, wet and cold sensation runs over me. My eyes shoot open as I realize I'm soaking wet! Is this how people are awakened in heaven? "Lookit her eyes! WOO!" Sebastian's voice hoots with laughter. I look up. Sure enough, I'm backstage where I fell asleep with the cast of the Moulin Rouge play all around me! Laughing! Wearing my skin-tight blue jeans and white shirt. "What? How did I get here?" I ask hurriedly, snatching the bucket out of Sebastian's hands and smacking him with it. Xander-a.k.a the Duke-looks at me oddly. "Anya, you were here for like, 2 hours and-" he checks his watch- "23 minutes exactly. Sleeping."

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time I was pretending
So much for my happy ending

I close my eyes and do the calculations in my head-2 hrs and 23 min=143 min. The length of The Phantom of the Opera. "Is something wrong?" Xander asks worriedly. I shake my head and smile shakily. "I'm okay, just in shock and tired." T=Torn apart, I=Insecure, R=Really faking my smile, E=Extremely melancholy, D=Drowning in sadness. I think I can hear and feel my heart get shattered.

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for telling that you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for crying as I fall
And letting me know my dream was done

"Anya, get in your costume! Sebastian, you're on in 5!" Piper-a.k.a Nini-yells from across the room. "Oh-oh right!" I say hurriedly, standing up and running for my dressing room, slapping Sebastian in the face once.

I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go

For every sin, I'll have to pay
I've come to work, I've come to play
I think I'll find another way
It's not my time to go

I guess, die another day
I guess I'll die another day

Yanking off my wet jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers, the shock of the cold is fading but the one of the epiphany is not. Why am I not dead? I got shot! In the stomach! AND THE TRAIN RAN OVER ME! My blood was on his hands! And there's my iPhone! And lipstick and mascara! On my vanity! Be careful what you wish for, my mind whispers, and I remember thinking that I wanted to die to come back here. I growl and smack myself on the head as I put on my black fishnet stockings for my Black Diamonds costume. "Now you tell me!" I snarl to myself. Something catches my eye, and I pause while hopping around trying to get into the dress in horror and awe.

I have a red circular scar on my stomach, right where I've been feeling all those pains, right where I was shot. I smile sadly, and then gasp.

The gold chain. It's around my neck, still glinting, right with the diamond.

I wipe a tear from my face, then start putting on my costume and sing-

Child of the wilderness

Born into emptiness

Learn to be lonely

Learn to find your way in darkness

Something tells me that Erik will be okay. He's gonna get through this. I can tell he took my words to heart, even though he didn't want to.

Who will be there for you

Comfort and care for you

Learn to be lonely

Learn to be your one companion...

As I adjust my hair and take out my lipstick, I stop singing and touch my mouth. Memories flash by-meeting him, smacking him with a snowball on the roof and then being chased around, my death. I smile sadly, and then apply the lipstick without thinking. Disguising what I went through.

Never dreamed out in the world

There are arms to hold you

You've always known your heart was on its own...

So laugh in your loneliness

Child of the wilderness

Learn to be lonely

Learn how to love life that is lived alone

I put on my hat and then pause, my hand holding the gold chain, ready to take it off for the silver necklace I need. Suddenly, a strong, beautiful feeling enters me as I exhale, once, twice. I'm at peace again, like I'm glowing! I feel like...never before. I giggle a moment, and then keep it on, putting on the silver necklace with it. That's what Erik was-a single, thin, gold chain that stood out among the silver but was beautiful anyway, with a single diamond in the center. I smile sadly, stand up, adjust my hat and heavy dress, and head to the rafters for my entrance.

Learn to be lonely

Life can be lived...life can be loved alone...

I sit down in the swing, wait for my cue, and then drop the glitter. As I look up, I feel eyes on me, like Erik's there. He's there, the Phantom of the Opera! Inside my mind! I smirk playfully as the swing lowers. I'm always one for irony, but this is just way too funny.

"The French...are glad to die...for love..."

A/N: FINALLY! IT'S DONE! IT IS FINISHED! Anyway, my poll closes on December 29th. So do your voting, people! I put it up on my profile, now go and tell me if I should continue the story.
Thank you all for your reviews, faves, and follows! They mean a lot to me.
A huge shoutout to my friend TammerTime. Dude. You helped me through this story, you put up with my constant jokes and fangirling, you actually you made sure what I was writing wasn't extremely cheesy (just a little mozerella on top), AND you got some of the references I put in here. Thanks bro. Thank you so much. I owe you, A LOT. Your writing rocks, I hope you start it up again!
I'll probably have that one-shot up for you guys either later today or tomorrow. Anyway, tell me what you think about my ending. Don't worry though...you'll see my name again soon enough...