I guess I can tell you this ahead of time. All the parts of the movie/play are all going alongside with Amile's life. That's why I saw the movie so many times to see where Amile can be. Like parts when Erik isn't in the scene. Amile is the same age as Christine by the way. Just to clear anything up! I also need to know about how old Christine would have been when the whole Phantom thing happened. Now on with da show!

Chapter 10: Hate

It had been three months since the accident. Christine had only ended up with a sprained ankle, which still upset Erik. Amile wanted to laugh at Christine now, but since it would upset Erik. That was the last thing she wanted. As far as she could tell, Erik had no idea that she did it. Now Erik had put anger torwards Buquet for abandoning his post. No guilt went through the teenager as she heard the rants coming from him about the whole situation. She felt more like she had succeeded something very important instead of just crushing a bunch of girls under a piece of scenery.

The feeling of success was short lived when Amile did her routine dressing room trip. She stood by Christine's door after a practice and waited patiently. Then she heard Christine cry out to her 'angel'. "Oh Angel of Music, please come to me! Please!" Amile put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. She really wished that she could have seen the 'accident' as so many called it. It would have been even more triumphant for her. But it didn't matter. She had her revenge, and she listened.

"Oh Angel! I need you now!"

"Yes Christine, my little darling. I am here."

"Oh Angel, thank you. You see, the night before the opera and the accident, I saw the Blood Ghost and it told me I would regret the night."

Amile's heart skipped a beat. "No." she whispered. Erik was silenced. Amile could practically feel everything her father felt. Anger, rage, sadness, all of those things burned in his heart. She had disobeyed him.

"Christine. I will take care of it all."

As soon as he said that, she felt like throwing up. Christine said her thank-yous and went outside, not even seeing Amile. Amile started sweating. Knowing Erik, she would be in a lot of trouble. Who knows what he would do to her? All she knew was that the hate she had for Christine grew ten times more,

She made her way down to the lair. It felt like a death march to the executioner. She could feel Erik in the room with her. She lowered her head in shame. His voice was low and seemed like it was restraining itself from screaming at her. "It was you." he said. She felt like he had just hit her over the head with a hammer. "Yes." she whispered. He sighed angrily. "How could you do that to her!?!" he said so angrily, she backed away. Now she knew that she couldn't hide the truth and she started sobbing.

"Because I hate Christine Daae! You pay so much attention to her! I hate her with all my heart! I wish I had never said anything about her to you!"

With that, she stormed passed him and fell into her bed, pulling the curtains down around it. He stood still, in shock. "You hate her?" he whispered to himself. Then he felt shame in himself. He hadn't noticed. She would walk away if he talked about her. She threatened and hurt her. How could he be blind when she could see what he could not? But his face grew solemn. "Fine, hate her then. Because I still love her." he hissed.