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Chapter 17: Arrested?

It had been six months since the "accident" at the Opera House, which had been closed for good because of Raoul. And on a peculilar side of things, Delilah as well as Raoul were rather nice to Cat, given the fact that she was forced to be locked in her room. But to her surprise, Erik visited her most nights by either leaving a note with some music or by showing up in person at her window. Always, he asked, about Raoul, but Cat was always kept him in the dark...at least for his own safety.

Erik new that Raoul starved poor Cat sometimes, and so, he also delivered food with his letters. Everyone thought the Phantom was cruel, but Raoul changed the whole definition of the meaning of that word.

Cat had fully recovered from her previous injurgies over the six months thanks to the medicine that Erik also brought to her from time to time. During that time period, Cat had created four pieces of music that Erik had also created lyrics for.

One morning however, everything changed. Raoul walked into the room with a very large grin across his face.

"Good news my dear," Raoul announced. "You won't have to be living with us any longer."

"Really?" Cat asked excitedly. "Wait-where would I be staying?"

"Come in," Raoul ordered rather loudly and in a strange tone.

Suddenly, like a gust of air, a bunch of bobbies (police officers) marched into the room and gathered Cat in cuffs and chains.

"Catherine Revue, you are under the arrest for the murder of Claire Revue and for the accidents pretaining to the Opera House," one police man stated as he cuffed her.

"What?" Cat exclaimed. "But I didn't do any of it!" She began to struggle.

"You have the right to remain silent," another officer began. "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you." They began to walk her out of the house.

Christine immediately ran and fought against the police to get to Cat.

"Please," she begged. "Leave her alone! She hasn't done anything wrong!"

"Christine no!" Raoul stated and grabbed her to the side of the house.

"Let me go," both women screamed, trying to get to one another.

Cat was put into a cell with two other women, obviously hookers of some sorts. Not facing the women, Cat moved to the corner of the cell where she sat and held in her tears, knees drawn to her chest, arms wrapped around them.
"What's up wit' you?" one of the women asked.

"Yeah, what are you in for?" the other one questioned.

"Murder," Cat bellowed. "But they're wrong. Raoul staged all of this, but I don't know why."

"Raoul de Chagny?" the first one asked. "Are you that annoying brat who sings so horribly?"

"No," Cat cried out. "I don't even know how I can be HIS daughter."

"I didn't know there were two daughters," the second one stated. "The only other child of Christine de Chagny I heard about was with the Phantom."

"Yeah but she's much too pretty to be the daughter of a dark monster," the first one retorted.

"The Phantom's not a monster," Cat exclaimed. "Raoul de Chagny is the REAL monster!"

"What's your name?" they asked.

"Catherine," she replied.

"Catherine?" the first one repeated. "Aw man. You can't be the Phantom's kid...anyway, the name's Trish."

"And mine's Marie," the second one stated. "I could've sworn the name of the Phantom's babe was Christine like her mum."

"It was," Trish replied. "Bless her soul."

"Yeah," Marie turned to Cat. "Well, hate to break it to you kid, but you better face it. You're stuck her for a few days."

"But don't go scaring her," Trish exclaimed. "We'll take of ya kid. The police are nasty things but we'll keep ya safe."

"Thanks," Cat said with a fake smile. "I think."