A/N: This chapter is all about the people's point of views from the last chapter…and then the next chapter's events as well…I miss all the people from my high school and hope you are having a great summer so far…especially the seniors. Chapter Dedication goes to: all the Techies…love you guys so much!
Erik's POV
I stood there as she sung her song, the sweet lullaby, wishing that her God would protect that other man's child…I felt disdain, and knew she did not need my help…but then why call me to her? It seemed unusual that she should call for me when she was pregnant with another's man's child. When the lullaby was over, I listened carefully to hushed whispers she was saying to the bump noticeable only by keen eyes.
Suddenly I stopped. No. Not possible. Not ever going to happen. Me. Her. Child? When? That night…a baby? Me? A father? I began to hyperventilate…and then hushed as I saw her start to undress from a horribly tattered dress. If she was the fop's lover, then why is she in such bad conditions? Then, I saw them. I saw the lines and swirls of scabs along every inch of her body. Dried blood crusted every part of her ivory body. Her hair was braided by her friend, who also seemed to have the same markings…
Then, three knocks came at the door. Christine and her friend began to look scared and then composed themselves quickly. Raoul barged in and grabbed the other lady. She protested and he slapped her to the ground. I nearly gasped in shock when the lady lay on the group, not getting up, waiting for her time to be done with. However, Raoul went over to the bed and grabbed Christine. I watched as Christine winced as he thrust into her, and her eyes glazed over as her mind protected her from this crime upon her body. I watched in absolute horror as she did nothing when he got out of her and spilled on the sheets.
"No use tainting the monster's offspring with my own…bad things would only come of it," he said, and got out a knife. I wanted to go to her, but I knew I could not…Raoul could kill her just as fast as it took me to get there. He tore her skin apart, piece by piece, as I watched in horror as he destroyed all that was left of my family and my life. I watched, the pain and agony filling me to the core, to the point where her screams from the beating became my soul's torture, and the blood, my faith's curse upon all that Mother had thought was holy.
Ages seemed to pass until he finally left the room. I then began to come out of my shadow when I stopped. I heard…a beautiful sound…the sound of an Angel. My Angel was singing on the bed, while her friend lay on the ground, paralyzed into fear. The voice started soft, and grew until a forte began, and then tears fell, and my Angel died before me…my Angel's tears…because I had not helped her…
Without you, the ground thaws,
The rain falls, the grass grows,
Without you, the seeds root,
The flowers bloom, the children play,
The stars gleam, the poets dream
The eagles fly, without you,
The earth turns, the sun burns,
But I die without you.
Without you, the breeze warms
The girl smiles, the cloud moves,
Without you, the tides change,
The boys run, the oceans crash,
The crows roar, the days soar,
The babies cry without you,
The moon glows, the rives flows,
But I die without you.
The world revolves, colors renew.
But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue.
Without you, without you,
The hand gropes, the ear hears,
The pulse beats, without you,
The eyes gaze, the legs walk,
The lungs breathe, the mind churns,
The heart yearns, the tears dry, without you,
Life goes on, but I'm gone,
'Cause I've died without you, without you, without you!
There truly is no greater pain than this…but worse is that if our baby is deformed, will she keep her? Will she keep a deformed baby and love it? I sunk slowly into despair as Christine began to fall asleep.
Christine's POV
I began to walk towards Nalria who was taking my dress of so I could breathe…I felt hot and sticky, but as long as my baby was fine…I was happy. I hoped I could be happy at least. Raoul came in as usual, and did his usual ticks upon us. Then I heard in my ear as I floated on blue clouds and saw Erik beside me laughing as we held our baby, and teaching it the notes to lullabies as it cooed. I heard an evil voice say, "No use tainting the monster's offspring with my own…bad things would only come of it,"
Then pain, only pain…Erik running off when the baby ran away…A storm fell upon us, I saw Erik in the rain, with our baby…thunder…a loud crack…enough light to blind…dead bodies on the ground…the rain now my tears…my anguish now the thunder…then it stopped. Raoul had walked out. I sung…the only thing I could do to save myself…I sung...sung myself to tears…and fell into unconsciousness…
