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Ch.9

The next morning:

Luckily peter had good dreams the rest of the night. He couldn't get that picture out of his head, he wondered if that was what it was like for other people to see his father murder someone. It seemed so real to him, but he knew dreams could do that, make it seem so real. He got up and shivered as he left the warmth of the bed, he walked over to a closet and found a robe. He slipped it on, and opened the door. He walked out and went down stairs. Christine and Raoul were at the table talking and eating breakfast. He walked in and hoped that he wasn't interrupting anything, and panicked when he heard, "Christine…why would he do that?" and then christine reply, " I don't know Raoul, I don't know." He cleared his throat and Raoul and christine looked up and smiled at him. "good morning peter. I hope you have had a good night." Peter shrugged and pulled out a chair and sat down in it. "it was alright. Except for one nightmare, but im fine." Christine smiled. "that's good. Are you hungry?"

Peter nodded. "Thank you." Christine handed him a plate and then faced back to Raoul and they continued their conversation.

"Christine, I don't understand. I already told monsieur Andre and Monsieur Firmin that I was thinking of becoming the new owner, why would they go find somebody else."

"Maybe because you're the patron, I don't think you can be the patron and the owner. You would be paying your self if you did."

Raoul shrugged. "I'll find a new patron, it cant be that hard."

Peter sighed in relief, but quietly, what he heard before was not what he thought it was.

Christine looked down and said quietly, "Raoul…are you sure this is a good idea, I mean, for all we know…" She looked up at him. "He could still be living down there."

And there it was, Peter knew it would come up. And he wondered….what would his father do if Christine and Raoul became the new owners. What would happen, would Raoul suspect anything and send the police down there just to make sure. Would his father start haunting the opera house again, trying to get Christine back…those questions will have to wait.

Raoul placed his hand over Christine's, "if he still does live there, he wouldn't dare do that again. And if he does, well…" He leaned back in his seat and looked over at a door on the side wall. "We'll be ready for him."

Peter looked down at his plate. Suddenly he didn't feel so hungry, it made him sad how hated his father was for such understandable actions. Oh why cant everyone just understand how he feels, understand him what his life was like when he was younger, how that caused him so much pain. And then how he finally found meaning in his life, a reason to live, it got crushed.

"Good morning mother, good morning father, good morning peter." Jacqui said coming into the room. She walked past them, made a confused face then looked at peter. "Peter?"

He looked up and smiled. "Good morning Jacqui." She smiled back but still had that look on her face. "what are you doing here?" She asked.

"I slept over last night, my father locked me out. So I came here." He explained.

"oh…um well, let us eat then we'll go out again. Just in the backyard this time, father, I promise." She said looking at her father, who didn't want her to go out again after yesterday. He nodded.

1 hour later:

"Come on, lets go outside." Jacqui took peters hand. And as soon as she did, he felt warm inside, his feelings for her were growing. But he was afraid to tell her, partly because unlike his father he was kind of shy and he didn't want to ruin their friendship.

Jacqui led him to her big backyard. Peter has been there many times, especially when they were little, they always played outside even in the winter. They would play in the snow until they couldn't stand the cold any longer then went inside and sat by the fire. One time Christine and Raoul brought them both to the park. In the middle of the park was a pond. Jacqui who was 6 at the time, saw something on the other side of the pond. She thought she would be able to walk across it, bit as soon as she stepped onto the ice, it cracked and she fell into the freezing water. Peter bent down and tried to get her out but she was panicking, she started to scream which attracted the attention most, if not all, of the people in the park. Some people came over to help asking peter what happened. He just cried and shook his head. Some man jumped in and brought her our. At this time she was unconscious and soaked.

"Where's your mother young man?"

Peter didn't want to explain that they weren't brother and sister so he shrugged still crying. The man took his jacket from the ground and wrapped it around her. Peter then saw Raoul, He ran over to him and tugged on his jacket pointing to Jacqui in the mans arms. Raoul ran over to them.

"what happened?" he asked worried.

"I don't know monsieur I saw her in the pond so I went in and saved her." Raoul rook her into his arms. "thank you monsieur." Jacqui was in bed for a few says after that. She had a high fever and was very sick. Jacqui never went near the pond again.

Jacqui sat down on the grass, peter sat beside her. "remember when we were younger?" Jacqui asked suddenly. "and we used to sit out here and tell stories, under the big oak tree."

"that was only a few years ago." Peter explained, smiling slightly.

"I know, but it seems so long ago. Remember that story my mother told us yesterday?"

Peter nodded, he definatly remembered it.

"Do you think it is real? I mean it does seem quite odd and mother never talked about him before."

Raoul then came out, "Jacqui I'll be going to the Opera Populaire but you're mother will be staying home." Jacqui nodded and ran up to him, kissed him good bye and ran back to peter. Raoul went back in. They continued to talk until they heard something in the bushes. "what was that?" Jacqui asked looking around.

"stay here." Peter got up and walked over to the bushes, he looked back at Jacqui who looked scared to the bone. He walked into the bushes and was shocked to see his father there. He sighed. "Father, whatever are you doing here?"

"I could be asking you the same question."

"well you left, I didn't want to walk home by myself so I asked if I could stay here." Peter explained.

"alright."

Jacqui still sat on the grass thinking, "Peter is taking a long time in there, maybe he's hurt." She got up and walked into th bushes and saw peter talking with a tall black figure. She gasped which got the attention of peter and his father. Jacqui saw the white mask and relaxed. (which is odd if u ask me) "Oh…Erik. It's just you." It sounded a little funny to her but he told her to call me that.

"indeed. How are you Jacquelyn?"

"Fine monsieur, And you?"

"Well, thank you."

"Oh I just remembered. You wanted to talk to my parents. My father just went out but I'll get my mother." Jacqui said smiling.

Erik looked up, and a look of panic filled his eyes. He shook it off, Raoul was gone, but Christine was still there, although he wishes to see her again, he also wishes he doesn't. But before he could say anything she was off. Peter looked up at his father who was just staring in the direction that Jacqui left. "Father…don't do anything you will regret." Erik gulped and looked down at peter. "I'll be fine."

Jacqui ran into the house excited. She was finally going to get voice lessons. She found her mother in the kitchen cleaning the dishes. "mama! Mama!" Christine turned around and smiled at her excited daughter. "calm down my dear, what is it?" Jacqui stopped in front of her mother, "Remember when I told you about the voice lessons?" Christine nodded, now back to the dishes. "Well the teacher is outside, he is ready to meet you!" Christine raised her eyebrows, "He?" she questioned. "Yes. Peters father." Jacqui said getting excited again. Christine laughed and cleaned off her hands. "Oh alright, lets go meet your teacher." Jacqui squealed and took her mothers hand. Jacqui was pushing her mother outside, she was way too excited. Christine lloked back at her daughter. "Slow down Jacqui it is al…" She bumped into something. She turned her head and she was up against something black and soft. She raised her head and was now looking into the eyes that she could never forget. She gasped slightly, his eyes showed the same emotion that night. He had his mask on and his wig. "A…angel?"

"Please Christine, I am not an angel, far from it. Please don't call me that."

"His name is Erik momma!" Jacqui's cheery voice piped in.

"Erik." She said softly.

Erik closed his eyes, savoring her voice.

Christine stepped back but kept her eyes locked with his. "So…you're the one who wants to give my daughter voice lessons."

Im not sure if you consider that long or not. More Erik and Christine conversation and for all of you who are hoping that this story will turn into an EC. You are mistaken (even if it kills me) for if you think about it, if Christine and Erik got married, what would happen to Peter and Jacquis relation ship. But down worry for those who are Raoul haters there will be not much R/C. cuz R/C is really evil. Christine is an idiot for going with Raoul and not our poor Erik. Thank you! And Review! Cuz if I don't get many reviews I wont update even on weekends. Or maybe I will…not sure…depends on how I feel…so if you don't review and you want this story updated you better hope im in a good mood. Thank you and have a nice day!

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