2. Past the Point of no Return
Christine hadn't left the bedroom ever since she had gotten the news about her baby's death. She spoke little to anyone, not even to Raoul. She just nodded when maids brought her food, which she ate very little of. Raoul wanted to know that his wife was alright.
"Christine," he said, as he entered the bedroom. "You haven't left the bed and I am starting to worry. We could always try for another baby sometime." He hoped this would make her feel better. But she looked at him with a look of pure disgust.
"We have just lost a child and you are already thinking about another. Raoul, please leave me alone," she said and turned onto her side to sleep. He heard her start to sob.
"Ok Little Lotte, I will leave you to sleep," he said, leaning down to kiss her cheek. He left the room and closed the door behind him. He went to his study and started on some paperwork to take his mind off the situation.
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Erik was still asleep on the floor cushions as the fire began to die out. Meg was settled nicely between the cushions and Erik's chest. She yawned then opened her eyes. This had been the best night's sleep she had ever had. She turned over to see Erik still sleeping peacefully. She propped herself up on her elbows. Erik stirred and turned onto his back. But he carried on sleeping nonetheless. Meg took her finger and started to trace the muscles on his well-toned chest. But he didn't flinch. She took her finger away and started to kiss his chest. Still nothing. She moved her lips further down. Still kissing him, she looked up and saw his chest rising and falling faster than it was only seconds before. She went further down, swirling her tongue around his belly button. Her fingers grasped the button on his pants, ready to undo them when, as quick as a flash, Erik had flipped her over and was on top of her, pinning her hands to the cushions.
"You need to learn to stop teasing me," he said playfully. She smiled and blushed. Erik smiled and she saw passion in his blue eyes. Erik lowered his lips to her neck and began to suck on her creamy skin.
"I was only waking you up to ask you if you wanted breakfast," she said to him. "But Erik, do you always have an appetite for this in the morning?" His lips left her neck and he nodded. Suddenly as he was about to do other things to her, she giggled.
"What's so funny?" he asked. She giggled again.
"You are tickling me," she said. He grinned wickedly. She seemed to know what he was thinking.
"Oh, no you don't Erik," she said. He was about to tickle her when she pushed him off and ran out of the room. He got up and ran after her.
"Come here Meg," he shouted after her. She was giggling like crazy. She was perilously close to the edge of the lake when Erik jumped at her and sent them both tumbling face first into the lake.
"God, that's bloody cold," he said. "I've never felt more awake in my life." Meg smiled and looked down at her white nightgown. Then she noticed Erik checking it out. It had gone completely see through.
"You two better get out of that lake before you catch a cold," a voice said from the shore. They looked over and saw Madam Giry standing there.
"Good morning mother," Meg said as Erik took her hand and helped her out the lake. She tried to cover her modesty as best she could. Madam Giry held up a towel and Meg took it.
"I am going to change," she said. I turned back to Madam Giry who was standing with her arms folded across her chest.
"What?" he asked.
"All I am going to say is that when you have guests, don't run about with your pants undone," she said. Erik wondered what she was talking about until he looked at his own pants. Madam Giry tried not to laugh.
"I have news Erik. The Vicomte de Chagny wants to be the Patron again," she said. Erik furrowed his brow.
"Is he hell getting back inside this opera house? After what he and Christine did to me. Just tell him that there is already a patron. Me!" I said. Madam Giry nodded to show her understanding. She left and Erik went to change his pants. He pulled on a pair of black ones and a black robe and went to sit at his organ. He propped his music up in front of him and began blaring out "Point of No Return." Meg went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast while Erik thundered away at the keys. She watched him for a minute then went back to her activities.
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Back at the de Chagny manor, Madam Giry knocked on the door. She was admitted to enter.
"Well, madam? Can I be the patron again?" Raoul asked her as he came out of his study. Madam Giry looked at her feet.
"No!" was her simple answer. The smile that was on his face faded.
"The manager of the opera says he doesn't need a patron as he has so much skill in music himself," Madam Giry said. "Now I must leave." She turned on her heel and exited the house. Raoul was mad! He went upstairs to see Christine. He knocked on the bedroom door and entered. But he nearly died when he saw what he saw. The bed sheets were made into a long rope hanging out the window and Christine was gone. Raoul ran to the balcony and looked out. The stable was open.
"Christine, what have you done? Where have you gone?" he said to himself. Then he realised.
"That bastard of an Opera Ghost must be back," he said. He went back downstairs and grabbed his sword.
"Now Opera Ghost, this will be the Point of No Return!" he said before mounting a horse and headed to the Opera Populaire.
I really enjoyed writing this chapter. I know its mostly about Erik and Meg but I don't really care! I really hope you all like it! Please read and review. Next chapter should be up asap!