Chapter 2: The Better Life

Christine sat uncomfortably on the hard ground. The chains that held her around her wrist were attached to the ceiling and the ones around her feet were locked into the floor. This wasn't a situation she ever thought she'd be in let alone with Erik. 'Never really pictured him as the bondage type' she thought

Did he really think she'd fall asleep after being kidnapped? Probably not she rationed. He may be sick but he wasn't deluded. Christine refused to behave like the good little girl he wanted. She would cause disruptions, and oh how she was going to get him back. All she needed was time. It wouldn't be long before Raoul found her she knew. And as soon as she was free she was going to give him something to think about. She pulled again on the chains. There was no way she could break them. She resigned her self to the fact that she wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon.

Christine didn't notice the presence of Erik watching her from the doorway of the room. He felt strange. Warm, tingly, and sweaty. All by the thought of Christine being just feet away writhing in her chains. The ones he had put her in. He knew this was insanity. He was also beginning to realize that he'd taken her with more than just revenge in mind. It was sexual as well, of course it was, that's what he always felt when he was around her, when he thought of her. He knew that what he was doing was wrong and selfish. But he just couldn't bring himself to care.

Christine was here with him right now. Chained up and he was going to make the most of it.

He walked silently towards her.

"Wake up Christine" he said sweetly as he kneeled down beside her. Placing his hand on her thigh. He watched as she recoiled from his touch.

"Now starts the fun huh?" Christine asked praying that he'd move his hand soon. But as she tensed he only griped harder.

"Lets talk Christine."

"No." she told him. "You can't make me do anything I don't want to."

"No I can't make you but I can keep you here until you agree to do what I say."

"Raoul will find me before then."

Erik laughed rubbing his hand along her leg. Then he abruptly stood up and glared down at her.

"No he won't Christine. He won't even have a clue as to where to start looking."

"Where are we?"

"Just an old mansion out in a deserted area where no one will think to look. So it seems as if you're stuck here."

Christine turned her face away from this sight of him. She wasn't going to go along with his little games. But of course Erik was prepared for such behavior.

"Oh Christine this would really be a lot better for you if you would just go along with me." He pulled out a silk scarf and began to fold it. Erik moved to Christine and gently held her head in place as he tied the scarf around her head to gag her. She tried to yell at him but the scarf muffled her voice containing it just as the chains contained her body.

"Don't worry I understand that you don't' want to talk. That's ok. You're different now. Your whole attitude is different then it once was."

Christine managed to bite at the scarf enough that she got it off.

"Or maybe I'm who I've always been inside. Maybe the way I was, was just a little façade I decided to try on and now I'm back to being me."

"Are you trying to tell me that who you've been for the last years isn't really you? That all those nights I spent teaching you and consoling you, it wasn't really you. That when you sang for me and only me with so much emotion and power that wasn't the real you either? Well your wrong Christine. I've seen the purest part of you, I've seen your soul when you sing and this" He gestured towards her. "Is not the real you. And I wont believe it for a second."

"Wrong. This is me. You were just to blind to see it." She told him. "Besides how much more fun is this. For the past month and a half I've gotten to live life the way it was meant to be lived. I can do what I want. I have a human dog that will do anything to prove his love for me. You can't tell me that this isn't living. That this isn't more fun." She smirked at him now.

Erik watched her silently for a moment before he began to clap dramatically slow.

"Bravo my dear. I suppose this little speech of yours shows just how much you've changed. And just how right I am about all of this. I think you've just proved my point. Your life sounds like it's just so much fun."

"It is I don't get hurt anymore."

"Well I'm glad your enjoying yourself."

"I thought you might be. Raoul feels the same way."

Erik moved and reapplied the cloth to Christine's mouth this time tying it tighter so it wouldn't come loose.

Christine was silently fuming. She was going to get him back for this. She knew Erik's weakness she was it. She always had been and Raoul was her best weapon. Christine smiled inwardly.

Two could play at this game.

'This Christine's not going anywhere my sweet'

Alright Chapter 2. Plz tell me what you think. honestly I'm not crazy in case that's what your thinking this story's just a way to burn a little angst in my own life. It's gonna get alot worse and I'm really not exagerating