And as the old woman finished the last bite of Raoul de Changy, she licked her lips. MMmmhmm… Good.
Sorry… I wont let Raouly boy get eat! So sorry for the long space between updates, I'm just kinda brain dead with this.
Chapter 4:
Raoul couldn't seem to gather his senses. He knew that he was warm, and that he was no longer wading through the cold and wet terrain without any sense of direction. He could vaguely remember being pulled into a house…
Memories flashed of him getting cared for; clothes changed and small cuts and abrasions cared for.
His eyes opened slowly, and the old woman's face loomed over him.
Erik stood tensed, looking down at Christine with apprehension hidden behind his mask. He didn't want her to know about how nervous he was… if she didn't know what was going on, he didn't want to scare her by making her think that something was wrong. Everything had to be perfect… everything had to play out to the plan… The plan that he had yet to put the finishing touches to.
Her small face stared up at him. "You're name… it's Erik."
Relief washed through him, yet he knew that he wasn't out of trouble yet. Just because she seemed to be amazed that she remembered that didn't mean that she didn't remember anything else as well.
"Yes, I am Erik." Not a Phantom Christine, not any longer and not to you.
"You… you told me to come. Why?"
So she didn't remember anything? Good. Now she was clay in his hands. He wasn't going to lie to her. The simple omission of information that wasn't previously inquired about was nothing of the sort. This time had to be different.
"Christine, you remember nothing of our previous meetings?" He wanted to make it clear to her that they had had an established relationship before, even if she couldn't remember exactly how that relationship had occurred. He just wanted to soften the blow for her when he told her…
"No…" She said, as if she were trying her hardest to do just that. "Should I?"
"I'll help you." He held his hand out to her gently. She looked at him momentarily. She had no one else to trust…
She took his hand.
"Christine…" This was something that she had to know now, before anything could be taken further.
"Yes…" She paused before saying his name. "Erik?"
"I love you."
She looked up at him, blue eyes widen and shocked. She then promptly fainted.
AHH! Such a short chapter. I'm so sorry, I'm just trying to get an update up before I post up something else somewhere else tonight. A short question though, for reference in later chapters. Is Erik's mother dead? Someone please tell me!
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