Lo' The Rose Weeps At Christine's home in the outskirts of the French countryside

A/N: WARNING LOTS OF BAD WORDS APPROACHING!

Christine was scrubbing away at her family's small collection of laundry when a carriage arrived at the front of her house. Jean and Gustave exited the home both baring the signs of confusion and creativity. The cause of their curiosity was now stepping from the threshold of his crested buggy and practically glowed as he spoke to Christine.

"My, my, Little Lotte…how you've grown!"

Panic was leaving Christine virtually paralyzed as Raoul appeared and now approached her.

"Tell me love, what on earth are you doing in a slum-like dump as this?"

Though still weary and terrified, Christine's rage boiled to the surface and she broke like a dam.

"Unlike you, I have had to work to receive what little I have! Now if you'll please excuse me I don't have time to waste with a selfish, spoiled pathetic fop!

"Silence you second class piece of filth!"

Christine merely ignored the bastards' response and headed angrily over to her home. Raoul's eyes bore holes into her back, yet she continued walking. A sharp clicking noise made her stop in her tracks and turn slowly. Christine was met face to face with the barrel of a pistol and nervously she gulped.

"You disgusting tramp, you should consider yourself a goddess merely because you have the glory of a marvelous body, but you don't have the grace to lick the shit off my boots!"

Suddenly, Raoul cried out in pain and fell to the ground clutching his left leg. Slightly to the left of his pained form were the angry faces of Jean Paul and Gustave. Jean Paul had taken a small scalpel knife and stabbed it into Raoul's leg. Meanwhile, Gustave had grabbed a rake and stood ready to fight with the wood gripped tightly in his hands. Raoul looked up and turned an angry red, his eyes glowing a mad-eye white.

"Ah I see now, I see I see, I see…you fucked a monster eh Lotte? Fucked him hard and then fled when you realized you were nothing but a mindless bitch! Loot at you yes, yes look at you! Look, look! You've lost your purity to a beast and then birthed his deformed bastards! Eh, eh Christine? Eh Lotte?"

Raoul's tirade was cut short by a stiff wooden rake smacking him on the side of his head. Above him now stood Jean Paul.

"Shut up, shut up! You don't know mommy! Go away you…you fop! You ugly dootie-faced fop!"

Though still light-headed from the rakes' assault, Raoul still had the strength to shove Jean away. Standing, he swore as his head throbbed and he blearily made his way back to his carriage.

"I'll be back Lotte! I'll make you pay! I'll kill your brats right after they watch me torture you! Tell me Christine, where's your phantom now eh? Where's he now!"

Christine collapsed to her knees and broke into sobs while her children tried to comfort her. They went inside just as the sunset and she gathered the boys' close and wept quietly until Jean spoke up.

"Mommy…who was that man…?"

Sniffing, Christine held her sons closer before finally speaking,

"He's the reason…that we live alone…that your father is not here to protect and love us."

The misty moon rose as the family slept huddled together on the floor.

End Chapter 10

A/N: Okay, another chapter done! I'm soooo sorry that these past two chapters have been kind of bleh. I promise that the upcoming chapters will be much much much better! Please review! huggles