I continue! Yay! I'm writing as much as I can. Stupid school, getting in my way. I will also introduce the newest sport, RAOUL BASHING, very soon! This chapter is kind of short, but who cares, I'll make up for it in the next chapter! Anyway, read!
Chapter 14: Nothing But Trouble
It had been not even a half an hour after Christine's debut that Erik was running around the lair, cleaning up a little bit. He stopped and looked at Amile, her, of course, not really looking back. "Listen, Amile, you can't be down here for one day, okay? Christine is coming down here and I don't need her to see you again." Amile felt like Erik had stabbed her in the heart. Now he really didn't want her. She should have jumped when she had the chance. She brought her eyes down sadly. He put his hands on her shoulders. "Just do it, for me, for Christine." Then her eyes shot up, anger burned in them. Now she really wished she could see so that he could see her real anger.
"I will not do anything for that brat! Ever since I even said something to you about her, you've been all obsessive! She is going to cause you nothing but trouble and I know it!"
In a sudden flash of anger, he smacked her across the cheek. Her head was jerked to the side and stayed that way. Then she slowly turned it back, giving him the saddest face she could produce.
"I hope you're happy now. You have her and you lost me."
She turned around and ran out, not caring if she fell in a trap. She would happily die now and not care. It would be a relief.
He stood stunned, looking where she once stood. Then he looked at his hand. What had he done? It was his own daughter for heaven's sake! He clenched it into a fist. "I'm sorry." he whispered. "I'm so sorry." He looked back to where his minature of the stage was. Christine's doll stood there, looking almost as beautiful as the real one. Amile sounded as if she meant everything she said. But he shook the thought from his head. He loved Christine so much. Then he walked over to where the model of Christine stood, the wedding dress put on her would look exceptional on the real one. He touched the side of the model's face and sighed. What he was going through felt like a mental tug-of-war. On one side was his daughter and on the other was the love of his life. Soon, he would have to choose.
