Renewed Passions

Alright this took awhile I know but I finished my other story so I can devote to this one. Alright this chapters kinda angsty and not really a happy one at all. Just so you know. But hey thats what the story's about. So here it is Chapter 4

Christine rolled over her wrists were aching; she was sadly becoming use to the feeling. She turned again and found herself facing Erik's sleeping form. Slowly memories of the past night came back to her. She stared intently at him he looked so peaceful and for a brief moment she felt the familiar tugging at her heart that she had always felt around him. But they were quickly over taken by anger of what he was doing to her.

He shifted in his sleep and she watched as his eyes opened.

"Sleep well Christine?"

"Just great." She told him sarcastically.

"Are you ok?" He asked out of the blue.

"Ok? Well compared to all the other horrid memories I have of you this would be one of the better."

"But all you do is just lie there. It can't be healthy." Christine's eyes brightened at his words.

"Does that mean your going to let me go then?"

"No I had something else in mind actually." He stood up and grabbed a near by chair moving it so he could use it to reach the top of her chains. He adapted the length of chain shortening it and forcing Christine to stand up because it was no longer long enough to allow her to sit.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she was forced to stand unnaturally straight. It was incredibly uncomfortable she couldn't even bend her knees and it made her feel very vulnerable.

"Much better" Erik said getting down replacing the chair and then finally looking on at her uncomfortable form. He moved behind her again and held her waist tightly as he talked to her. "Don't you agree Christine?" she stayed silent. "I think so. I was worried you'd get sore just lying there the whole time. Now you can stretch."

"How considerate of you."

"I'm only thinking of you" he was silent for a moment. "Well myself as well I'm afraid. You're easier to teach like this. I don't have to stoop down."

"Like you did last night?" she asked.

"Don't even try to deny that you liked it. I know you did." He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and whispered her name into her ear, kissing the base of her neck as he did it.

"Oh Erik" she moaned, while she smiled to her self. But he couldn't see this. "Your a few sanity chips short to have me anymore. Not that you were ever all that sane to begin with."

"What?" he mumbled not really listening to her.

"Your pathetic my Angel." Erik was listening now and tightened his grip on her until Christine gasped from his choking hold, but that didn't stop her talking.

"Just remembering how I use to have to sit and listen to your music. Why couldn't you be like everyone else? But no your music was different, strange it took all my patience just to listen through it."

"It's not working Christine." Erik told her knowing she was trying to unsettle him.

"Well I just thought I'd mention it I should be honest after all, I think you could benefit from a few truths."

"Perhaps but you're the one in chains."

"Look at your self Erik tying me up, using my body, getting pleasure out of my pain, taking your anger out on me. It's sick, Your sick."

He twisted her around until she was facing him, not caring that this was probably killing her arms.

"Your right Christine but you made me this way. You caused me to resort to this. Everything that's happening it's because of you." Pain was shooting down Christine's arms but she spoke clearly despite of it.

"You killed all those people and you think you have the right to pass judgment on me? You're a murderer Erik. A monster and you'll never be anything else." Erik hit her and she fell back she felt herself turn to face the direction her chains had been meant to face.

She continued talking despite the fact that her head was no pounding.

"I was so happy when Raoul came along. I would have taken any way to get out of your sickening romance. It's good to be with someone who's sane. It feels just so good my angel."

Erik covered her mouth with his hand.

"Your very talkative today Christine. Your going to get what's coming to you,you shouldnot aggravate me further. You're my captor, and you'd do best not to forget that."

"I hate you."

"No you don't. You're going to love me Christine."

"I love Raoul, I'm his, heart, soul and body."

"Shut up." He ordered her.

"No I wont. Don't you want to hear about my happy new life my sweet angel? All the great nights we spent together, where we made love over and over again."

"Alright Christine I think it's time for my next lesson. You should behave like a proper girl; this sort of talk isn't acceptable. I think you should be cleaned up." Erik grabbed something off the shelf behind her. Christine didn't see what it. But she felt the chains on her arms being released and then her hands were roughly pulled behind her back and she felt them once again being tied. Erik then began to push her along brusquely.

"Where are you taking me?" Christine asked becoming rather scared.

"The bathroom." He told her as he pushed her inside. He turned on the cold water of the tub and pushed Christine's head under the moving water. She cried out at the shock it caused, the water was so cold. Then Erik grabbed a bar of soap and mashed it into Christine's mouth. Christine wretched as the horrible taste filled her mouth. She couldn't even move away Erik was holding her so stiffly. He forced the soap back into her mouth turning it until chucks came off in her mouth and on her teeth.

"You need to get clean Christine." Erik whispered. Shoving more soap into her mouth. She tried to keep it closed but he was stronger and forced it open.

"Beg Christine. Beg for forgiveness and I'll stop." pulling her onto the floor and resting her struggling body in his arms as he continued. She tried to mumble her reply but couldn't form words her mouth was to dry and sore. Erik whirled her around, so that she was almost lying on top of him. He held the soap up again.

"Did you say something my dear?"

"Sorry" Christine managed to say, after gagging.

"I didn't hear that" Erik said, shaking her.

"Sorry!"

"I like that word." Erik said sweetly. "You'd better say it more often while you're here. When it gets dark, it'd be a danger to be in such a vulnerable position.Why don't you just leave Raoul, Christine?" He asked "I don't want his fingers all over my property."

"I'm not your property." Christine replied.

"Yes you are Christine, you've always been mine. And you're dirty." He pressed the soap back into her mouth. The soap fell down her throat in chunks, the squishy tangy tastefilledher mouth.

"You like this?" he asked, using the arm that was holding her waist to pull her tighter into his chest. Christine's eyes flashed with hatred as she continued to struggle. Erik was impressed that she hadn't given up.

"Don't you get it my love? Your trapped here. Your mine and I'll never let you go again." He cooned. "Your mine now stop fighting it." Erik suddenly let go off her struggling body and she fell back against the tub. Erik stood over her and looked at him self in the mirror. How many mirrors had he broken he wondered. The sight of his mask didn't bring him sadness any more. He could look upon his reflection with out the loathing he used to feel.

"It didn't bother you did it Christine?" he asked suddenly. "My marred flesh? I know it frightened you when you first saw it, but you touched it so tenderly, the way you kissed me. I can't believe you only did that to save Raoul. You wanted it I could tell."

He kneeled down, next to her, and noticed her top had ridden up. He placed his hand on Christine's back, and she shivered at the contact. Erik traced his icy fingers up and down in circular motions.

"You're being awfully quiet. It's rude not to acknowledge when someone's speaking to you. The soap didn't kill you did it? Because that would be rather inconvinent having to dispose of your body and all." Christine turned her head to face him. Soap was mashed onto her lips. The site was anything but pretty.

"That would be your main priority wouldn't it? You truly have gone mad Erik."

"I have always been mad but if I am more so you have only your self to blame for it. You came around me taunting me with your tender touches and sweet voice, fooling your self, deluding your self of what you were doing to me. Oh how your touch would haunt my dreams. The lingering scent you left behind would follow me no matter where I went. Ah but we mustn't dwell on such things now you seem to be very much alive which means more fun for me and less for you."

He leaned in closer to her.

"Tell me Christine do you feel good yet?"

"Screw you Erik." She replied.

"Well, if you insist." Erik scowled. He easily put her into a sitting position, leaning against the tub. He cupped his hands under the running cold tap. Carefully he moved his hands to her lips.

"Drink this." He whispered, fuming at her insolence but realizing she must be thirsty.

Christine just stared defiantly back at him.

"I said drink this." Erik said slowly but in a deep threatening voice, pushing his hands into her mouth.

Christine smiled. She was dying for a drink - the soap had dried her mouth and it hurt to speak but she got more thrills out of upsetting Erik.

"No" she whispered back.

Erik gave up and parted his hands to let the water through his fingers, causing it to cover her shirt.

"Oops, I've soaked your top. We'd better take it off, I don't want you catching a cold."

"Don't you dare." Erik pulled teasingly at her top showing to her that he could and would do it.

"I never thought that one women could cause me so much pain. That the only person I ever loved would be the one to betray me so. But that's why it hurt so much you see? Because I allowed my self to love you, to care about someone, that was my mistake. I let myself hope that if I helped you and loved you, you would be able to see past my flaws. But I was wrong, perhaps you are no better than all those other gawking fools I've met."

"If you've realized I'm such a lost cause then why do you have me tied up here?"

"Because I will always love you. No matter what you do or who. And now I've got you, my eyes will be the only ones to see your beauty, my ears alone will hear your sweet voice as you sing me songs of love and passion, my hands will be the only ones to ever touch you again." He ran his hands firmly along her body as he spoke.

Her expression didn't change as he touched her. She hated him and loved him for touching her like that. So boldly and possessively despite what she had told Erik Raoul never touched her like that.

He was lifting her top when another idea changed his mind. He pulled her up and into the bathtub following her in. he held her in a standing position.

"What's happening?" she asked as Erik pushed her against the wall.

"I just envisioned you dripping wet while your tied back in the other room. Don't worry." He soothed. "This doesn't involve you taking off your clothes. I was thinking more about you begging me to take them off you. Begging to get out of them, really what's more uncomfortable then having to be in wet clothes? Well quiet a few things but lets not get distracted. I want to hear you beg me to undress you Christine. Are you ready?"

Christine screamed as loud as she could but her voice was hoarse. Erik held his hand over her mouth to stop her. He reached down and turned on the hot water to make it warm he pulled her down so that she was kneeling in front of him as he held her there. He released her mouth and let her scream all she wanted no one could hear her and the sooner she realized that the sooner she'd stop. His grip on her was slippery; his clothes were soon soaked like hers. He grabbed the soap and rubbed it all over her skin and clothes. He pulled her towards him so she was sitting on him and continued to cover her with the soap. All the while Christine kept shouting. Erik moved and turned the water to cold. The lack of heat wouldn't bother him, he was used to it, but it would bother Christine.

The water changed to ice, and Christine shrieked. Erik grabbed her back up and once again pushed her into the wall.

"Do you like this? Do you like my new lesson Christine? I know it's a little different then when I used to teach you to sing but its so much more affective."

Christine kneed him in his 'sensitive area' with a satisfied look on her face. Erik gasped and fell down.

"As long as you don't mind me taking tips from the teacher" she shouted back.

She took the few second tothink clearly and let the water cleanse her of the soap. Christine felt Erik grab her feet and pull her down. Erik reached out and pulled her to him using her waist. They were now crushed against the wall, in deeply uncomfortable positions, soaking wet and the water was still pouring out.

Erik leant forward, and they both fell back down onto the floor, Christine's face was now in the direct path of the falling cold water. The pressure hurt, but Erik soon blocked it with his body. Erik's face was barely a millimeter from hers now, lips almost touching. He suddenly thrust his lips into hers hungrily, passionately. With unique force Christine reacted and kissed back, feeling Erik's tongue slide into her mouth harshly. Their fiery passions made them both aggressive lips sucking, caressing, bleeding, nibbling, becoming. Erik held her waist tightly, ensuring her legs were wrapped around his, and managed to stand up. It was hard to think about anything other than kissing and groping, but he first had to turn off the damn water. Feeling for the controls and his tongue beating Christine's into submission, he managed to turn the tap off.

He began to wish that Christine wasn't tied up. He could touch her but she couldn't touch him and he really wanted her to touch him. He decided to untie her, for only tonight. He realized she could be fooling him but was to intoxicated with her kiss to care.

"I'm going to untie you." He told her huskily. He moved away from her for a moment so he could get behind her. The second he turned to get out of the tub he felt Christine push him from behind he fell to the ground hitting his head hard then everything went black.

Uh oh Christine's free! lol Now it gets fun...You'll see what I mean. But please keep reviewing it makes me so happy!