Thoughts raced through my mind of what to do with the sleeping Christine. Looking over to her I smiled she was covered in the soft sheets….my sheets. Struggling with my own urges I shook my head to get rid of approaching thoughts. I moved to her side and bushed away the curls on her forehead, she looked exhausted. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted her but there was doubt in my heart that I would stay with her. She stirred quietly, so I backed away from here. With a flutter of eyelashes she awoke. "Erik?" she called. I sighed and came forward "Christine, Angel I'm here". Sitting up she looked around, her doe eyes calm and bold. "I had a strange dream, you where there and then the bottle of…." Her voice trailed off as she realized it was real. Finishing her sentence for her I laughed "Bottle of Gin, I think you drank the whole thing". Christine giggled "I didn't mean to it was a gift from Raoul." Caught off guard by the mention of the vicomte my voice cracked "De Changy?", turning away from my gaze she mumbled some words that I couldn't hear. "What?" I took her hand in mine and sat on the edge of the bed. I could see her face now and it was quite flushed. "A gift from Raoul, I had to accept it and he asked me to go to dinner with him tonight around the time of 8." Shaking my head a left the bed and faced her with my back. "How could you do that?" I felt like shaking her and begging her not to go because I knew this Raoul was not good for her. "I have to!" she began to tear up. "You don't!" I didn't realize my temper was getting the better of me. Christine got out of the bed and began to walk away, in a quick movement a grabed her arm and wiped her back "Leave me be." She spat the words out in disgust. "I will when I wish." Hissing the words out through clenched teeth I gripped harder through her struggling. Why do I put up with such…such a child. Thinking this through my mind I looked down at her tearing away at my hand. "Erik please!" she began to whimper and I let go in disgust of her. With one last look at me she stormed out of the room. Knowing that she couldn't leave without me taking her back I walked after her. Christine stood facing the water her arms wrapped around her waist. I moved behind her and pressed her against my form. "You don't have to go" I whispered in her ear. She sucked in a deep breath, "But I must, you don't understand, he'll get angry…." Raising a brow I questioned her. "What do you mean by that?" Closing her eyes she let out silent tears and raised the hem of her dress at her ankles. A bruise the size of a apple lay against the side of her calf. My eyes grew wide, "He did this to you?" my voice was alarmed. She stepped away from me and walked slowly "Yes, this is why I must go, he'll find me if I don't." My hand reached out to stroke the back of her neck softly and tug lightly on one of her curls, "I shall watch from a distance if you wish?" she looked back at me her eyes red. "No Erik, I must do this on my own..." she paused "I don't want to hurt you" I wrapped my arms around her and spoke softly as if I would to a child. "Don't worry, If you don't want me to see anything I wont" confused by my words I could tell she was thinking, "So be it but now I must ask you to take me back" I nodded and led her back to her room, I noticed she walked more slowly dragging her feet with little effort in her steps. When we reached her room I stopped and kissed her softly, "Until we meet again" "I promise." she smiled and stepped through the mirror.

After getting dressed Christine made her way to where Raoul had asked her to meet him, opening the door to the darkened room she stepped in. She saw Raoul sitting at one of the chairs, drinking .He stood as she walked in, "Hello Christine "His breath reeked of wine, "Raoul your drunk "She pushed away from him, but he grabbed her wrist harshly,Christine let out a small gasp "You Christine are staying here, with me" He laughed "No Raoul I promised him..."Her voice trailed off "Promised who Christine ?"His voice frightened her

He pressed his lips to hers roughly ,Christine pulled back and tried to leave but he had her by the waist "You will not leave!" He jerked her back and she slapped him, startled by her slap Raoul threw her to the ground "How dare you !"She struggled to climb back up but could barely move , paralyzed in fear. Raoul was much larger than her and he could do more damage .Christine let out a scream .Raoul could bare her no more ,he kicked her harshly in the ribs "Get up" he spat. Christine buckled as pain seared through her left side "Raoul who could you?" her voice came as a whisper .As he stared down at her he laughed "How could I ?...How could you?" He pulled her head up by her hair, "Who did you promise Christine? Who...?"He pulled sharply on her hair "Someone I love more than you" She spit at him, "Oh so there is another," He said as he wiped the spit from his face. "Well where is he Christine .Where is he?" Raoul waved his hands around the room "I told him not to come...I hoped you would not get hurt, but I don't care anymore !"He slapped her across the face. "Well then neither do I" He pulled her arm and dragged her to a room with a couch and table, he threw her to the couch and ripped the front part of her dress ,you could now see her corset,So she was hardly dressed now as he whipped the rest of the dress off of her, Christine gasped as the cold air hit her hard, She tried to cover herself ,now dressed in only undergarments. Raoul laughed once more as he groped her breast, his thumbs pressing against her. She bucked to try to get him off of her, but to know avail. He took off his own shirt and forced her hands to his bare chest. "Yes Christine you know you want to." She began to hold back tears as they approached her eyes. He got off of her and She made a mad rush to the door, scoffing her jerked her back and threw her against the wall roughly. With a thud she fell to the floor her last breath she screamed loudly.

Erik moved about the corridor outside the room with Christine and Raoul inside, he heard a faint scream in the background and without hesitation he rushed in the door. Throwing open the door to their room he saw Christine on the floor and the vicomte heaving breaths by her. His eyes became fire balls as he analyzed the situation "Wrong move De Chagny"