Chapter 8: A New Game

I know it's short as well. I wanted it to be longer, But as soon as I'm happy again I'll get back to this. Also I replaced the authors note on chapter 7 with an actual chapter just incase some people didn't know.

Erik moved stealthily between the trees watching Christine from a distance as she walked, talking to Raoul. It had been 4 days since their night together. Erik was completely immersed in the shadows and was impossible to see. How long had he been trailing there every step? How long had he been watching her from this distance? He had resisted showing himself and attacking Raoul as he had pulled Christine in for a kiss, but the scowl that had fallen before his face hadn't left him once since he came to find Christine. Only to find her with Raoul.

His anger had returned slightly at the sight of the couple. Had she really forgotten there night together so soon? He hadn't. If anything he was more haunted by her than he had ever been before. For now he had a vivid memory of what it had felt like to be inside of her. Every time he closed his eyes he could feel her body moving against his.

Why wasn't she tormented as he was?

He continued to follow them all the way back to the Chagny's house. "Christine" he called lowly to her, in that way he knew only she could hear. He watched as she looked quickly around before they disappeared through the door together and out of his sight. He moved silently around the house watching her through the windows as she moved. His beautiful Christine. She was more passionate that he had ever imagined. She was the Goddess incarnate and he was her slave.

He lost sight of her as she moved up the stairs to the second floor. So he wandered around outside. What could he do? How could he get her back? It would be hard the Vicomte hadn't left her side since she returned.

"Erik?" he turned towards the door, he had been so deep in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed Christine come back out the door.

"Christine" he replied.

"Erik what are you doing here?" she asked looking around for the source of his voice.

"Why do you insist on asking questions you already know the answer to?" His voice was coming from everywhere at once. It had always frightened her how he could do this and he knew it.

"Where are you Erik?" she asked.

"Here" he whispered from just a ways off. Christine followed the sound of his voice. Trying her best not to let him scare her.

She approached the big oak tree where his voice seemed to have come from.

"Erik?" she was suddenly grabbed around the waist and pushed against the hard trunk. The tree was now blocking her from the view of the house.

"Christine." He whispered into her ear. As his body pressed against hers, trapping her between the tree and him self. She looked up into the pure whiteness of the mask before her. He looked so….

She couldn't think about that now, but. She looked him over again his dark black hair was slicked back, he wore black pants and a black top, with his black cloak that succeeded in showing off his broad shoulders. He looked so mysterious and not like the Erik she'd come to associate with when ever she thought of him. But he was dark and powerful and just how she'd always remembered her Angel being back at the opera house. He looked like the phantom once more.

He loomed over her slight form and held her firmly in place. His mask standing out in contrast to the pure black that concealed him. He was silent now, as his eyes bore into her, watching and waiting for her reaction. She hated when he was like this, when he took on this controlling, unemotional form. He would watch her so closely and yet without emotion, in that way he'd always done before. In that way that gave him so much power over her.

"You shouldn't be here." She finally managed to get out. Trying to regain her composure.

"Shouldn't I?" he asked in his low seductive voice, as his hands caressed the side of her body. Her eyes closed slightly and she took in a sharp breath athis touch, the sound brought a slight smile to Erik's lips.

"Don't," she told him weakly. Though her eyes stayed closed. He continued to stroke her, and slowly moved his lips to her neck. And began to suck lightly. "Erik" she sighed grabbing his head and holding him closer. He was doing it again. Dragging her into him, clouding her senses. He pressed her harder against the tree, she could feel Erik grow hard against her.

"Erik stop." She said more firmly this time.

"I've missed you Christine," he mumbled into her skin.

"No." she told him pushing against his chest but Erik only held her tighter.

"Yes" he whispered back. "Succumb to me my beautiful angel." She pushed harder finally succeeding in moving Erik back slightly, and gaining some room for her self.

"Erik I can't, we can't. I'm with Raoul, were getting married. You have to let go."

"Never. You're mine Christine I can tell every time I touch you. You feel it don't you? You feel the connection to."

"I feel it Erik. That's why I need you to stop. I wont betray Raoul again."

"You already are. You betray him every time you dream of me. You're betraying him every time he touches you and your wishing it was me."

"Your wrong."

"I'm not. I know you Christine. I know what you desire." He whispered seductively as he reached out and caressed her face. She didn't stop him.

"Come on lover give in to me. Come with me."

"No." she pushed away from him again and this time moved away. "I'm sorry Erik. I think it'd be best if you don't try to see me again." She moved back towards the house. He moved to follow her.

"I can't. You're all I see. I know you love me to, admit it."

"I don't." she told him as she continued to walk.

"Christine." He called out after her.

"I'm marrying Raoul next week Erik." She told him. Finally stopping to look at him. Knowing that this information would hurt. She saw the pain fill his eyes. "I'm sorry Erik." She told him, before continuing her journey towards the house. Erik was about to follow her again when he heard the door open.

"Little lotte where have you wandered off to?" Raoul's voice called out. Christine looked back at Erik who had moved behind the tree. Then she went to Raoul.

"I'm here Raoul." She told him arriving at his side. Erik watched from the shadows as she gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I wish you wouldn't come out here alone Christine. There might still be people who want to take you away from me."

"I only came out for some air, besides Raoul no one will ever be able to take me from you." Erik felt the anger course through him. She was saying that on purpose, to make it seem like she really did love him. But Erik knew better. He knew Christine's games all to well and this was one he wasn't going to play.

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