A/N- This is a sequel to Life with Phantom. If you haven't read that, this story will not make sense. The credit for this sequel goes to Phantomette of the Opera, because she gave me the idea for this sequel. It's a great idea Phantomette of the Opera!

Two Months Later

Meg

What kind of sorry life do I have? I can't believe my happiness turned to dust, within a month. I was so happy, and Raoul, oh, Raoul betrayed me completely, utterly. How could he do it? How could he make love to other girls while married to me? How could he cheat on me after I got pregnant? We were going to have a baby, and he or she was going to grow up and be wonderful! How could he cheat on me when I was miserable when my mother died? I left him, because he is no-good, dirty scum. Everything happened at once, and everything crashed down around me. The only thing I have left to live for is dancing. I hope I am making my mother proud by accepting the job of ballet mistress. Teaching girls to dance, it is wonderful. Christine is also a wonderful consolation. I would be dead, if it had not been for her guidance, her love. She, somehow married a deformed man, but is living wonderfully, everything going wonderfully for her. I wish she was pregnant instead of me. Oh, will I be able to raise this baby by myself? I love the baby, even though I hate the baby's father. Every night when I try to sleep these thoughts surround me, sucking at my life, leaving a great gaping hole in my chest.

Christine

Everything is perfect! I did not think things would go so well. The only dark spot on my wonderful life is Meg's misery. She left Raoul, after she found out how many times he had cheated on her, and when. Her mother died, and she was given the job of ballet mistress. Her mother was the same as my mother, and both Erik and I mourn her. Everything else is wonderful, though. Erik is nervous because Raoul is missing. Nobody has seen him in two weeks. Erik is protective of me, always afraid that Raoul would dare come back and take me. Truthfully, I am frightened as well. A little nagging voice at the back of my mind is that Meg is pregnant, and I am not. I want a child! Erik and I deserve a child. I will have a child! For now, I sing, better than ever, living in my life of darkness and light.

Erik

I love Christine totally, with all of my heart. Her being with me means so much. Madame Giry, my lifelong friend is dead, and I mourn her. Not as much as I would without Christine though. The only thing that could make my life any better would be a little child. We do not have one, but we will. I fear that the child will have the same face infliction I do. I do not think the infliction is hereditary, but it could be. Raoul is always on my thoughts. What if he tries to come back? I will kill him, no matter what Christine says. He cannot intrude on our life again!

Raoul

Voices, voices everywhere. I was rejected. The voices tell me to kill, steal, rape, do something. Something more than just sit and beg for death. Two weeks, two weeks of maddening voices. Madness is threatening to overtake me. I scream, and scream, but I cannot block out the voices. I was rejected. By Christine, by Meg, by the mistresses. Nothing left. Nothing left. What do I do? Kill, take, scream. Suddenly, I realize. Christine will be my wife. Even if I have to force her to. She will be my wife. The bastard she is married to will never be her true husband, I will! The voices dim. Relief flows into me. The voices wanted me to do something and I am doing something. I will take Christine, take her to the church, where we will be married. I am rich, I can have anything I want. And I want Christine. I don't want Meg, who is now divorced from me, and is with child. I want something that is blocked. That something is Christine, and she is blocked by that the bastard. She will be mine.