Well, I know I haven't updated in a while, not counting chapter 11, but because it's summer I'll try to update more! Okay, this was so not my fault, but for about a week, fanfiction wasn't working on my computer, so I'm updating now. Here is chapter 12, PLEASE R&R! Thank you!

Chapter 12: Secrets Revealed

Raoul slammed the door to his room. He grabbed another bottle of vodka. Several empty bottles were already scattered around the room. He threw the half empty bottle to the floor; it hit the ground with a loud crash.

Raoul walked across the room and sat down in front of his desk.

"That little whore. She's cheating on me! And now, she must pay the consequences."

He grabbed a sheet of paper and began to write out his plot. He decided, she must love someone else. "Well, if she does not love me, then she can love no other." He spoke deviously, and decided what he was going to do.

"I'll kill that little slut, and live peacefully. No one refuses the Vicomte de Chagny! She'll pay for what she has done."

That night, Raoul crept into Christine's room as she slept silently across the room. For at least an hour, Raoul just stood there, staring at her motionless body.

Then he remembered why he was there. He walked cautiously to where Christine slept, a dagger clutched tightly in his left hand.

Raoul jumped slightly as he felt someone gently tap him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, Monsieur le Vicomte, but I cannot allow you to harm Miss Daae." Erik spoke very calmly.

"You!" Raoul shouted, dropping the dagger to Christine's bed with a muffled thud.

Christine woke up, and slowly opened her eyes to find her husband, yelling at her boyfriend. Not the best thing to wake up to in the morning.

"You monster! You're the one she's been seeing! You! The one I risked my life to save her from! Then it's your fault! You've brainwashed her! Forced her to love you!" Raoul shouted at Erik, his back to Christine.

"No, I believe that is what you did. Um… love me or I'll kill him? Weren't those your exact words? Really doesn't sound too friendly to me."

"You vile, despicable, son of a bitch!" Raoul spat back. With that he pulled his arm back behind his head, balled his hand into a fist, and punched Erik on the right side of his face. Sending the now broken mask flying towards the ground.

Christine let out a quiet gasp, and realizing her mistake, she stopped herself, but she was not quick enough.

Raoul spun around quickly to face her. Thinking quickly, Christine grabbed the dagger, and plunged it into his chest.

Erik rose slowly from his place on the floor. "Wha-what the hell? Christine! Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine, but the Vicomte on the other hand…" she replied, her voice shaking.

Erik glanced down, and noticed Raoul, lying on the floor, gasping for breath. It was obvious that he was slowly bleeding to death. It would only be another few hours before he died.

"Mother! Are you in here?" Elizabeth shouted happily. "Oh my GOD! What the hell!" she stopped suddenly upon seeing Raoul de Chagny on the floor, writhing in pain.

"What… what do you mean… mother?" Raoul demanded, with a rattling voice as he continued to gasp for breath.

Elizabeth ran to her father and realized he wasn't wearing his mask, she glimpsed down to see the once glorious mask broken in half, lying on the floor.

"Father! You didn't!" she stammered.

"Father! You mean… you… had a child! You… knew about your child… this whole ti-time… and you… you… you never… told me?" Raoul attempted to shout at Christine.

"I didn't want you t hurt her! You drank… no, you drink too much and you have a temper. You know you would have a hurt her or even killed her!" she shouted back furiously.

Across the room the door opened slowly with a quiet creaking sound, Madame Giry walked in.

Realizing what was going on, she walked over to Raoul and helped him up. "Come, Monsieur. I will take you to the hospital."

"Madame Giry! What are you doing?" Christine said, her voice trembling with both shock and fear.

"Calm down Christine! I'm not betraying you! I do not want you to become a murderer. That is all. Don't worry, he won't be telling anyone of tonight's events. You can be sure of that."

"Oh, um… okay… I suppose…" she said quietly.

Madame Giry took Raoul by the arm and left the room, all but dragging Raoul along behind her.

TBC…