The next day Nadir came in with a news paper in his trenchcoat's pocket. He sighed at the thought of telling Erik this, but it was better he did now instead of him learning of it later with no one around to control him. He walked in and heard the music vibrating throughout the place instantly. For a minute he wodnered if Erik knew. Shaking his head he dismissed the thought. The music would be alot mroe raw and hateful if he did. There would also be things broken but he saw none.
Nadir walked towards the music room and opened the door not bothering to knock. He knew Erik wouldn't hear it. He sighed as he saw his friend turn around and glare at him. "What is it you want Nadir." He said somewhat patiently.
Nadir sighed and looked down the looked back up. "I need to talk to Erik and I think you should stay sitting down for this." He said and then looked down once agian seeing his friend's concerned face.
Crystal was awake now and had on the plain, casual, dress Erik had bought her. She walked over to the music room noticing that for a music room it was rather quiet until she heard the voices of Erik and Nadir within it. She wanted to go away and let them have their privacy but she couldn't help but listen in on the conversation.
"Erik..."Nadir trailed off. The words unable to form in his mouth.
Erik growled with impatients. His fists clentched slightly and he let the flex out once agian and sighed as he looked at Nadir. "Just tell me Nadir." He said simply and Nadir complied.
"Erik...Christine was...killed last night." He heard the choking gasp caught in Erik's throat but not daring to look up at his friends face which he was sure would be striken with tears already. "It was Raoul. He had killed her. He was drunk and for some reason or another he raped her, beat her, then slit her throat...I'm sorry Erik." Eeverythign was quiet before Erik collasped to his knees.
Tears streamed down his face as sobs racked his body furiously. Crystal who was listneing outside of the door went back to her room unable to stay to hear anymore. Death. Rape. They were both things in her life she had endured and she hated them. Plus the sobs of Erik were to much to bare.
Nadir walked cautiously over to Erik then Kneeled by him. Erik unable to control his emotions rested his head on Nadir's sholder and cried. "Nadir! I was there last nigth and I left...I LEFT! I bet if I only stayed there a little longer to see that it was going to lead to danger for Christine I could have saved her!" He yelled and Nadir held Erik close like a mother would a child. "Nadir! This is my fault! I let her go with him in the first place! I should rott in hell for this!" He yelled harshly and stood up. He stomped out of the room and Nadir followed quickly after him
"Erik where are you going?" He yelled and Erik looked behind him as he walked.
"I'm going after that little bastard, thats what I'm doing!" He shouted and Nadir saw the hatred and danger in hsi eyes.
Nadir grabebd his arm and stopped him. "Erik, the police have him in custody. He will probably rott in prision and then in hell for the crime he commited. I want you to stay here. I brougth you this. I need to go, but I will be back later Erik. Stay here and I'll return. I promise." He said as he handed Erik the paper which held the article of Christine's death and inside a memorial page dedicated the great Opera singer.
Erik slumped down in the cushions that Crystal had been laying on the previous night. His blood boiling as he read through the article that described his loves death in great detail and how they had come to find of what had happened. He cried for her death. For himself. For letting her go with that man. And for what he had now to hope for which was nothing.
