How could I be so stupid?
by LiltingBanshee.
Author´s note: I´m back. This is my third story. Hope you´ll like it. Thistakes place in a bit of an alternative universe.For the sake of the storyline Christine´s parents are still alive.
Have fun...
17-year old Christine Daáe walked across the school yard in a brisk pace.
Though it was a quite lovely and sunny day she didn´t feel much joy in her heart.
"Christine! Wait up!". She turned her head and saw her best friend Meg Giry running towards her. Her long blond hair waved wildly behind her head as she ran.
She caught up with Christine, a little out of breath.
"Jesus Christine, what´s up with the military march pace? Are you in a hurry?", Meg said with a wide smile.
Christine shrugged. "No...I was just thinking...", she said.
"Are you ok Chrissie? You´re looking a little pale", Meg´s smile vanished and turned into a concerned frown.
"Yeah Meg, I´m fine. I´m just tired and have a bit of a headache", Christine said and gave her friend a weak smile.
"Do you want to go for some coffee? Maybe that´ll help", Meg offered.
Christine thought it over for a second, but then shook her head.
"No thanks Meg. I think I´ll just go home and rest", she said.
"Ok then. I´ll walk you to the bus stop", Meg said.
They walked in silence until Meg turned to Christine.
"Hey Chrissie, you´d tell me if something was wrong, right?", she asked.
Christine smiled and nodded.
"Yeah Meg, I´d tell you. You´re my best friend", she said.
Christine locked herself into the house. No one seemed to be in.
Her father was probably still at work and her mother out shopping.
Christine ruffled the fur of the black labrador who slept in the hallway and went upstairs to her room.
She quickly changed from her school uniform to some more relaxed clothes
She caught a look of herself in the mirror and sighed. No wonder Meg had been concerned – she looked awful.
Her brown curls hung around her face in a dull manner. She was very pale and had dark circles under her eyes.
She plumped down on her bed and closed her eyes. The headache didn´t seem to to fade.
Maybe if she rested a little. She could always do her homework later.
The next thing Christine registered was the soft touch of her mother´s hand that stroked her hair.
"Christine darling. Wake up. Dinner is ready", her mother said softly.
Christine yawned and stretched.
"Hi Mum", she whispered.
"Rough day at school? You look exhausted", Marie Daáe asked
"Yeah a bit", Christine said and got up.
As she sat down at the diningroom table her father greeted her with a kiss to her cheek.
"Did you have a nice day my princess", he asked affectionally.
Christine had always had a special place in her father´s heart. She was his little girl.
Dinner went as usual.
Her father sharing stories from his work, her mother telling them about her shopping sprees and the students in her music class and Christine beeing questioned on school answered that everything was fine.
They had nearly finished dinner when Christine felt a wave of nausea hit her.
She bolted from her chair and ran to the bathroom.
Marie and Charles Daáe shared a puzzled look and Marie got up to go to her daughter.
Christine heard her mother enter the bathroom and felt her hands tuck her hair back.
"Christine sweetheart. You must be coming down with somthing", she soothed as she rubbed her back.
Christine rinsed her mouth and sniffed.
"Yeah, that must be it", she said weakly.
"You should go to bed sweety", Marie said and let her from the bathroom.
When her Mum had left her room after tucking her in Christine was staring at the ceiling.
She felt a few tears run down her cheeks
'How could she have been so stupid!' She was so scared.
She felt the tears come quicker and buried her face in her pillow.
'How was she going to tell everyone?'
Her Dad would be so disappointed, her Mum would kill her and Raoul...Raoul, he would be so angry.
The sobs shook her body as she felt sleep overtake her.
Ok, that´s the first chapter. This story will be an ECpairing (because that´s the way it should be), but have patience.
Please review and let me know what you think:)