Cateline quickly put her music into her bags when the lessons ended, her teacher Mr. Lombardi watched Cateline hurry with a worried expression. She was late getting home and they both new the consequences, well he didn't know the details but he got the gist of it everytime if she was late she had a new bruise. Having all her things together Cateline started to walk out the door when Mr. Lombardi stopped her, he looked down to her with sad, and worried eyes, he always hated seeing Cateline leave.
"Cateline, maybe you should stay with me the Mrs. has been bugging me to meet you." He suggested, she looked up to him and shook my head.
"It'll just be worse later on if I don't go, plus I'll finally have a chance to watch the movie you let me borrow." Cateline replied then left
It only took about fifteen minutes to get home since Mr. Lombardi's studio was just down the street from her house and she ran most of the way, when she stood in front of the door and sighed 'well at least I'm only a few minutes late.' she quietly opened the door a walked in...silence... the house was never this quite 'maybe he's not hom-'
"Cateline, you worthless child where have you been" she cringed hearing my foster father yell at me.
"I-I was at l-lessons s-sir." Cateline stammered
"I-I was at l-lessons s-sir," He mimmiked, then sneered at her "Well, I guess that means I'll have to punnish you"
Without another word he raised his hand then brought it down hard across her face, the stinging was worse than it had ever been. He continued this act many times until he though she was broken, when he finished she slowly crawled up the stair to my room in unimaginable agony.
After closing her bedroom door and locking it she collapsed onto her matress and waited for the pain to subside, after a few hours she got up she walked over to her TV that sat on the other side of the room. She smiled after turning it on and seeing the Main Menu for her Phantom of the Opera movie, it was the only thing that her 'father' let her have so she used it as her escape for reality.
She sat infront of the screen cross-legged and snag along quietly with Erik and Christine as they sang 'Point of Return', a single tear slid down her cheek as she watched Christine pull Eriks mask causing everyone to gasp in horror. Cateline couldn't understand what was so bad about his face, yeah it's disfigured but there is nothing scary about it, it was only flesh.
After the movie she looked to her clock to see it was well passed eight in the evening, she sighed and got up, it was passed her bedtiome and she really didn't need anymore trouble. Quietly she walked to her bedside and slid into the warmth her covers provided not bothering to change into her Pj's, her eyelids started to drop after a few minutes and sleep started to consume her sending her into a wonderful phantom filled dream.