Chapter 2- Quite the Fright

(Only Hours later, Early Morning)

ChristinePOV

"Ohh Raoul I miss you so much. Time is non-existent here…and it scares me I can not tell you if I've been here a day or a week, It feels like forever. I only wish you were here to comfort me… I'm not sure about anything anymore". Christine sat in her room silently talking to herself, silent tears streamed down her white cheeks.

"Yes, he did scare me last night, No Raoul its alright. He didn't mean it, He would never do anything to cause me pain in anyway …he…he Loves me. Its all he ever tells me…You don't understand Raoul I know he means it he would not lie to me, and not about love."

"Yes you are right, He was not the angel my father promised but I believe he was sent for a purpose…Raoul! Why do you question me so? Looking out for me, you? That's what this game is? If you were truly looking out for me-" Christine stopped.

In thunderous blasts melodious music rang through the house just reaching Christines room.

"He really is a genius Raoul, you don't know him like I do. Leave? Raoul, if you were truly looking out for me, well then I wouldn't be here!!!"

Christine stood up to leave the room, walking out she headed toward the sound of the music playing.

The house was dark and cold. She shivered and held herself as she walking into the living room. There was Erik, playing a composition in the making, She quietly made her way to his side standing next to the organ. She sat in a chair placed conveniently close.

Erik POV

I could see her out of the corner of my eye sitting and watching me with intensity. Yet I could not stop my fingers from sliding across the keys, even though my arms seemed numb with a dull pain.

I did not turn to look at her. "Why, have you been crying my Dear?". I asked in concern. She did not answer but Erik, could see the look on her face. Her cheeks were tear stained, eyes and nose were red.

"Ohh yes dear, I know Erik didn't mean to frighten you last night, yes I could tell I freighted you, you just caught him unaware that is all."

Still no answer from her. Wait- "Erik!" she gasped. I finally stopped my playing to look at her with shock,

"Christine what's wrong!"

"ohh Erik! your arms!" I turned to look down at my arms.

Christine POV

"Erik, not even I will ever fully understand you". How could he not feel glass cut into his very own flesh. I could not help myself I could not utter a word at him, or the sight of his arms, shock succumb me. I could see shards of glass glisten as blood flowed freely from the large gashes randomly placed in his arms.

When finally I broke out of the trance, ohh the sight it was . . . explicit , he was covered. Even the keys of the organ were painted red.

Finally he looked down at himself, he was so calm. I could feel myself shake with horror, and worry. "Erik you need help, please listen to me what can I do, tell me!" I begged him.

"How did this happen to you?" I thought to myself. Now kneeling at his feet, I held his arms in my hands, they were so cold. "I need your help, why won't he answer me! Why does he look at me so?"