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"Raoul dear I'm going to be leaving for England in a week and I hope I don't have to come back for your wedding." Amy said to Raoul as they sat in front of a fire together on a couch sipping champagne.
"What are you talking about?" Raoul said inching away from Amy feeling uncomfortable.
"I'm saying I don't want to you marry her. You could get any girl you wanted. When you were fourteen and you sent me letters when you were at the sea with her, I grew to hate her."
"Why? All that I ever sent you were letters of how much fun we were having and how much I loved her."
"Don't you get it? I was stuck in a boarding school because you were mother and fathers favorite and she let you have a wonderful time I prayed you would hate it there that that...."
"Don't even finish Amy I've heard enough."
"NO! I'm not finished with you Raoul, she is using you, I knew it since you were a child."
"Amy please say you don't say that." Raoul said pleading with her.
There was an uneasy silence, than Amy burst into tears.
"Raoul, I feel so horrible seeing you and her ever since, oh god I'm sorry Raoul if your happy and I have to sit alone in my house crying every night because I'm alone. I couldn't possibly love another person. You are so happy..."
With that she leaned over and kissed Raoul and ran up to her bed room.
~Christine~
I opened my eyes and asked myself where I was. I felt dizzy and my face wracked with pain.
"Raoul?" I said
"Raoul!" I said hearing a door opening and a faint footsteps. My door swung open and Raoul ran to my bedside it was so hot in the room and everything was spinning
"What's wrong my love?" Raoul asked putting his hand to my forehead. His face was full of worry, so much it was scaring me. "Please, darling calm down." He said shushing me.
"Raoul, where am I? Please Raoul, stop the room from spinning." I begged with him I grabbed his arm tightly.
"Stop Christine, Stop your scaring me." Raoul said pulling my hand off his arm.
This was all confusing to me. I saw so many things spinning. I wanted Raoul to stop it for me. He stood there helpless. I was going mad, I was going through so much pain and he was there not helping me.
"Raoul!" I said if as if he couldn't hear me.
Then I started to kick the blankets off of me. There had to be something wrong, why wasn't Raoul responding to my pain.
"Stop Christine you have a terrible fever. Calm down."
His face was full of madness. When he said calm down the tone was harsh and abrasive. I could feel my body getting weaker thinking I could lose consciousness any second. I started to cry and moan in pain. Memories of Raoul beating me came back in to focus and I felt hatred towards him. He grabbed my shoulders and began to shake me roughly. I lost all my energy and blacked out.
~RAOUL~
I was so scared I didn't know what to do. I have been drinking before with Amy and my judgment was off. I was unthoughtful and mean. I hardly remembered what I did that night but all I could remember me shaking Christine and her passing out. Could have I really loved her if I did mistreatment her like this. I sat by her side until she came to again. She slowly opened her eyes and looked over at me. Her face had a look of terror she backed away from me quickly.
"Darling what's wrong?" I asked praying to god she didn't remember.
"How could you, you you, why Raoul..." she said backing up from me she started to cry and ran to another room. I couldn't take it. In my furry I went out of the house looking for my one salvation the drink.
~*Erik*~
I've been hearing rumors that the Viscount had taken Christine out of Paris. A housekeeper was speaking to Madame Giry and I was fixing the broken entry ways to my house on the lake, luckily the mob there to wreck my home wasn't successful. As I was saying, Christine had stayed in her room for days crying not letting the Viscount in her room. Later in the week there was a heated argument between the two. Then Christine taking ill and he brought her to their mansion. My beloved Christine it's been around three weeks since I've seen her enchanting face I must to go to see her. If she gets so ill and dies I would never live with myself. I could possibly die happy my deformed features actually touched her perfect face and she came and kissed me. I must see her, why did I let her go? She'll never come back to me.
"Raoul dear I'm going to be leaving for England in a week and I hope I don't have to come back for your wedding." Amy said to Raoul as they sat in front of a fire together on a couch sipping champagne.
"What are you talking about?" Raoul said inching away from Amy feeling uncomfortable.
"I'm saying I don't want to you marry her. You could get any girl you wanted. When you were fourteen and you sent me letters when you were at the sea with her, I grew to hate her."
"Why? All that I ever sent you were letters of how much fun we were having and how much I loved her."
"Don't you get it? I was stuck in a boarding school because you were mother and fathers favorite and she let you have a wonderful time I prayed you would hate it there that that...."
"Don't even finish Amy I've heard enough."
"NO! I'm not finished with you Raoul, she is using you, I knew it since you were a child."
"Amy please say you don't say that." Raoul said pleading with her.
There was an uneasy silence, than Amy burst into tears.
"Raoul, I feel so horrible seeing you and her ever since, oh god I'm sorry Raoul if your happy and I have to sit alone in my house crying every night because I'm alone. I couldn't possibly love another person. You are so happy..."
With that she leaned over and kissed Raoul and ran up to her bed room.
~Christine~
I opened my eyes and asked myself where I was. I felt dizzy and my face wracked with pain.
"Raoul?" I said
"Raoul!" I said hearing a door opening and a faint footsteps. My door swung open and Raoul ran to my bedside it was so hot in the room and everything was spinning
"What's wrong my love?" Raoul asked putting his hand to my forehead. His face was full of worry, so much it was scaring me. "Please, darling calm down." He said shushing me.
"Raoul, where am I? Please Raoul, stop the room from spinning." I begged with him I grabbed his arm tightly.
"Stop Christine, Stop your scaring me." Raoul said pulling my hand off his arm.
This was all confusing to me. I saw so many things spinning. I wanted Raoul to stop it for me. He stood there helpless. I was going mad, I was going through so much pain and he was there not helping me.
"Raoul!" I said if as if he couldn't hear me.
Then I started to kick the blankets off of me. There had to be something wrong, why wasn't Raoul responding to my pain.
"Stop Christine you have a terrible fever. Calm down."
His face was full of madness. When he said calm down the tone was harsh and abrasive. I could feel my body getting weaker thinking I could lose consciousness any second. I started to cry and moan in pain. Memories of Raoul beating me came back in to focus and I felt hatred towards him. He grabbed my shoulders and began to shake me roughly. I lost all my energy and blacked out.
~RAOUL~
I was so scared I didn't know what to do. I have been drinking before with Amy and my judgment was off. I was unthoughtful and mean. I hardly remembered what I did that night but all I could remember me shaking Christine and her passing out. Could have I really loved her if I did mistreatment her like this. I sat by her side until she came to again. She slowly opened her eyes and looked over at me. Her face had a look of terror she backed away from me quickly.
"Darling what's wrong?" I asked praying to god she didn't remember.
"How could you, you you, why Raoul..." she said backing up from me she started to cry and ran to another room. I couldn't take it. In my furry I went out of the house looking for my one salvation the drink.
~*Erik*~
I've been hearing rumors that the Viscount had taken Christine out of Paris. A housekeeper was speaking to Madame Giry and I was fixing the broken entry ways to my house on the lake, luckily the mob there to wreck my home wasn't successful. As I was saying, Christine had stayed in her room for days crying not letting the Viscount in her room. Later in the week there was a heated argument between the two. Then Christine taking ill and he brought her to their mansion. My beloved Christine it's been around three weeks since I've seen her enchanting face I must to go to see her. If she gets so ill and dies I would never live with myself. I could possibly die happy my deformed features actually touched her perfect face and she came and kissed me. I must see her, why did I let her go? She'll never come back to me.
