Christine
It was he
The man I had thought dead for the past two week was standing before me, I swayed on my feet and fell into the chair, Erik was the last person I had expected to see in my house...our house, I had forgotten about raoul, I looked up to see Erik and Raoul shooting daggers through their eyes at each other. This was it I'd had enough of Raoul's angry outburst's, Raoul was getting dangerous and I was not prepared to get hurt again, I was going to leave him. I remembered a time when raoul was kind and gentle, the time we had first met by the sea and he had ran to save my scarf; such silly things mattered to me then.
*It was a cold Sunday morning in January yet a number of people were scattered around the pebbly shoreline. A young girl walked along side her father; she was dressed warmly and wore a red scarf loosely around her neck, suddenly a gust of wind blew it off her neck and it plunged towards the sea
" FATHER, FATHER, my scarf quick my scarf" the young girl yelped, A young boy of about the same age had been observing the pair and he jumped up when he heard the girl shout
" DON'T WORRY I'LL GET IT," the boy shouted as he ran towards the scarf, the girl and her father watched on anxiously as the boy waded into the sea and retrieved the scarf.
When the boy finally got the scarf back he bounded up to the girl with the sopping wet scarf.
"Thank you so much, that's my favourite scarf!" the girl kissed him on the cheek, he blushed
"That's ok, I'm raoul what's your name"
"I'm Christine Daaé" *
This was it,
"Raoul I'm leaving"
"Christine don't leave me" he grabbed her wrist
" I'm not prepared to put with your violent mood swings anymore, and your just going to have to accept that" Raouls grasp tightened around her wrist
"You're my wife and you will stay with me whether you like it or not"
"No raoul I've had enough, take your hands of me" Raoul ignored her
Erik
I watched on with increasing interest as Raoul and his wife argued over me, I could hardly believe my ears I let Christine go thinking that she did not love me but now...now I was beginning to doubt what I originally thought maybe she did love me after all.
It was he
The man I had thought dead for the past two week was standing before me, I swayed on my feet and fell into the chair, Erik was the last person I had expected to see in my house...our house, I had forgotten about raoul, I looked up to see Erik and Raoul shooting daggers through their eyes at each other. This was it I'd had enough of Raoul's angry outburst's, Raoul was getting dangerous and I was not prepared to get hurt again, I was going to leave him. I remembered a time when raoul was kind and gentle, the time we had first met by the sea and he had ran to save my scarf; such silly things mattered to me then.
*It was a cold Sunday morning in January yet a number of people were scattered around the pebbly shoreline. A young girl walked along side her father; she was dressed warmly and wore a red scarf loosely around her neck, suddenly a gust of wind blew it off her neck and it plunged towards the sea
" FATHER, FATHER, my scarf quick my scarf" the young girl yelped, A young boy of about the same age had been observing the pair and he jumped up when he heard the girl shout
" DON'T WORRY I'LL GET IT," the boy shouted as he ran towards the scarf, the girl and her father watched on anxiously as the boy waded into the sea and retrieved the scarf.
When the boy finally got the scarf back he bounded up to the girl with the sopping wet scarf.
"Thank you so much, that's my favourite scarf!" the girl kissed him on the cheek, he blushed
"That's ok, I'm raoul what's your name"
"I'm Christine Daaé" *
This was it,
"Raoul I'm leaving"
"Christine don't leave me" he grabbed her wrist
" I'm not prepared to put with your violent mood swings anymore, and your just going to have to accept that" Raouls grasp tightened around her wrist
"You're my wife and you will stay with me whether you like it or not"
"No raoul I've had enough, take your hands of me" Raoul ignored her
Erik
I watched on with increasing interest as Raoul and his wife argued over me, I could hardly believe my ears I let Christine go thinking that she did not love me but now...now I was beginning to doubt what I originally thought maybe she did love me after all.