Chapter 7
Erik pinned Christine down by the wrists onto his swan shaped bed. Her head fell firmly onto some soft red cushions. He pinned his knees onto her legs so she couldn't move. She shrieked and he loosened his grip on her a little while still holding her down. He didn't like those shrieks of pain. But he knew he would never hear any shrieks of pleasure from her. He told her, "I do not mean you any harm. Alright my dearest. I just want to show you something"
She nods slowly as a response.
"Christine you see how I'm holding you. The way I have you in this bed? This is how men are. This is what, god forbid, he will do to you. Only his grip would be tighter. And your lucky he's not the type to have laid his hands on you on the first date! Some men wouldnt wait and others would beat you." Erik mumbled to himself but christine could still hear what he said "Not that I'd give them the chance".
She nodded.
"Its dangerous to wear such revealing clothing Christine..." He stared at her for a moment. Then down at her cleavage. Good lord how he wanted to touch her. How he wanted to just grope her and grab at her and...what horrid thoughts are these. Its one thing if its some girl from the street corner but not my angel. Not my Christine. I mustn't taint her.
He got off of her and she sat up in bed covering her breasts with her hands. She asked in a shy soft voice "Is that what's going to happen to me when I get married angel?"
"Possibly..."
"Is Raoul going to..."
"I don't know. I only tell you these things because its a possibility."
"Have you ever...done it?"
"Yes. Many times."
She blushed at the thought. Then her mind began to wander as she thought of kissing him. And ripping her dress off for him. For her angel. God what were these thoughts? Erik snapped his fingers and she blinked.
"Ummm hello? Christine? My dear?" He snapped his fingers trying to wake her from her daze. She blinked and responded after two minutes had passed. "Y-yes angel?"
"Oh my dearest you were in a daze."
"I was?"
"What was on your mind?"
"Nothing!" She blushed. "Its just...may i ask who youve..."
"Plenty of women. Most of them dates I bring to your shows. Your angel is very experienced in many things Christine. Including, that."
She gasped and blushed more. Her face now as a beight red as a freshly picked apple.
"My dear, I do believe your blushing" he smiled.
She smiled too and looked away.
"Come. I shall bring you back upstairs and you can forget this ever happened alright. We can skip lessons tonight. But Tommorow night I shall work you extra hard understand?"
"Yes master."
"Good."
Th next couple of days Madame Giry makes the girls dance twice as much as normal.
"Girls" she says in her thick french accent. "As you know. The managers have announced that the new show the Opera Populaire will put on is Swan Lake. Auditions are in two days. I want you all on your toes!"
And thats exactly how it went those days since she made that announcement. The girls were always on their toes. So much so that there feet hurt after every rehersal. And at night Erik would overwork Christine's voice so he could hear her sing. It was almost like torture at this point. Christine wanted nothing more than for Raoul to sweep her away.
-Two months later-
Two months have past and Christine got the lead role to sing. Probably because Erik complained or threatened people. She really didn't care to know. But there was only one aria in swan lake the rest was dancing. So she sung once for two weeks everyday while meg and the others danced the rest of the show. She watched the ballet from behind the curtain and noticed that Raoul was watching from his box. The Phantom had been watching in box 5 but had two busty women with men. Were those the girls he--? She didnt even wanna think about it.
Everynight Raoul would go to see her show and everynight Erik would as well. The Phantom would leave her a red rose with a black ribbon at her dresser everynight. Tonight was the closing show before the next big one was to be announced. She put on a spectacular performance because she rehearsed on stage as well as with Erik everyday. She got a standing ovation tonight and her smiled lit up the room. She was a star.
Ralul knocked on her dressing room door that night. "Its me, Raoul!"
"Come in!" She said as she fastened the knot on her white robe.
Raoul De Chagny came in wearing his dapper black suit. A fop hat and a boquet of flowers. "Christine! You were womderful. I was hoping that perhaps we could go out again tonight."
"Oh Raoul but I cannot...the angel of music..."
"Christine. There is no angel of music. Please enjoy life while your still young."
"Perhaps tommorow. When i'm rested."
"Very well. Tommorow it is. I'll pick you up at 2. Please inform Madame Giry."
"Okay I shall." She giggles and hums to herself.
Erik has been watching from the mirror. He is not happy. Not happy at all.
-The next day-
Christine is out and about. Raoul had ordered them a carriage. She sat in silence in there with him. Until they reached his mansion. It was beautiful. The bushes were neatly trimmed. There was a large fountain in the courtyard. The inside was beautifuly decorated. There was a large chandelier and grand stairs leading to the other rooms. Raoul gave her a full tour and it was marvelous. After the tour Raoul sat down with her and had some tea. "So Christine. Do you like it here?"
"Oh Raoul its beautiful."
"Yes it is. Isnt it? It gets rather lonely though. So i enjoy the time I have wih you Christine."
"Oh monseiur. You make me blush" she felt the blush creep on her cheeks. Raoul giggled at the shade of rose red she was turning.
"I mean it Christine. Your singing yesterday was splendid and I go to all your shows because I feel that your very talented and very kind. Not many women are like you miss Daae'."
"Why thank you Raoul."
"You should visit me more often since I'm always visiting you."
"I'll have to make a mental note of that." She smiled as she sippd her tea. Raoul came over and sat next to her.
"Christine."
"Yes raoul?"
"I'd like to uhhh...give you something." He gulped nervously. "May i?"
"Of course. Anything Raoul." She smiled.
She was expecting a physical item. A box of chocalates or a necklace. She was expecting something only a Vicomte could afford. But he gave her something any good man could afford. A kiss. A kiss right on the lips. His lips brushed against hers and for the first time she felt like screaming but in a good way. Her face was flushed but she did not kiss back. Mainly because she didn't know how. No one had ever taught her. Her father passed away before he could even have the talk with her. She had to learn everything from Giry and Erik had only taught her music. Never how to kiss a man. But...wait...he Did show her that thing the other night. That thing about what it was like to have a man in her bed. Pinned down. He said he was experienced! Perhaps he could show her other things too! Perhaps he could teach her! But how would she tell him that its for Raoul.
Raoul leaned away and said "Forgive me. I startled you. You can take your time Christine. I will go slow. I can see your not...experienced" he smiled and gave her a hug.
There was that word again...would Raoul be happier if she was? "Experienced"? She shall need to inquire with the Phantom about all this. Her angel always knows what to do.
