A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from Holiday! Here's the next Chapter, enjoy! Oh and I wasn't able to write to the reviewers for the last chapter, but keep them coming! I will respond to you guys for this chapter

Christine

Christine tried pulling her shirt down, but it was no use, Erik was just so much stronger than her.

"What is this?!" Erik's rage was building; Christine could feel it in her bones.

"Erik," She said, tears pricking her eyes.

"How long have you had this birthmark?"

Christine sat up and pulled on his t-shirt to bring him closer. She never thought she would ever need him to not be angry with her, let alone know she existed.

"I found it before I came over here, that is why I asked you where I was shot. I thought maybe that was something that was brought back since our kiss. Now we both know the truth, my past lives are coming back."

Erik wasn't pulling against her now, but sat beside her as he motioned her to lie back down. He took his fingers and glided them on the bumpy scar. "Yes, this is where you were shot. Your past life is not coming back, Christine, just the scar to remind you of the days that were." He then lifted her up by holding her back, then he hugged her tightly and she could feel him slightly vibrate, as if he were holding in the tears.

"Christine," he mumbled in her ear, "I am sorry."

Christine pulled him off of her so she could see his face. "No, this isn't your fault." She then leaned in and kissed him again, "We are together now. I am just a high school student, who turns 18 soon. As long as we keep this thing we have quiet until I graduate in June, we will be fine. I shouldn't have any more scars like this one, right?"

Erik brought his hands behind her head and leaned his forehead to hers. "Yes, that should be the only one. I also agree, but please promise me, do not give that boy hope for you two. You now know your true destiny, you cannot alter it."

Christine at that moment was taken back, she knew from the stories that Erik had been the dangerously possessive type and didn't want to displease him, but she knew she had to go to the dance with Roman to keep up appearances.

"I have to go to the Winter Formal with him," Christine stood from the bed, "If I don't, people will get suspicious." Christine saw Erik's eyebrows furrow again and before he could forbid her, she put two fingers on his lips. "If I have to protect what this is, then I have to Erik. It's the only way. Please trust me. Please, can you imagine if someone found out at school that a student is having an affair with a teacher in a HIGHSCHOOL? It's madness, this isn't 1870 anymore, things like this are illegal and can get you in trouble, especially if something else happens. I am not saying it will, but we almost did something else tonight and I can't have that."

All of a sudden Christine started pacing the room worrying about the future and what can happen to her, Erik just sat silent and watched her.

"And what if we did, what if I gave myself to you? Then what? I would most likely get pregnant, knowing my luck, then we would have to tell the whole school because you would have to leave and I would have to leave and that is too much pressure. Then what about the baby? What would happen to the baby? Would I keep it, would I get rid of it," Christine slapped herself on the forehead, "Oh my god, and Charlotte, oh I can't just see her now," Christine felt a tug at her arm. She was knocked out of her trance and turned to see Erik standing there.

"Oh, and I over-analyze everything, so if you really want to deal with me, you will have to deal with that too."

Erik took both of Christine's hands in his. "Christine, you do not need to worry, I will behave and since I have witnessed this display of paranoia, I know that you will as well. I will allow you to go to this Formal with this boy, but I just want you to be careful. If my many experiences have taught me anything, it's that balls are not in our favor."

Christine breathed out, "Okay, deal."

2 weeks before Winter Formal

Christine

The halls were filled with excited students bustling about since the Winter Formal theme had just been announced. This year's ball was "Masquerade Winter Nights." According to Meg, this was black, gold, and white themed that was very formal. All girls had to wear beautiful elaborate dresses and the men a good tux; everyone had to wear a mask. Christine thought it was such an overdone idea, but Meg disagreed. Fortunately, the town authentic costume shop had offered renting discounts and had imported a ton of period dresses just for the occasion.

"Well," Meg started, "Since I am finally done with all of the major fixings for this dance, why don't we finally go out and do something for your birthday?"

It's been about two months since Christine turned 18 and the only thing she really did was spend the day with Bella, which she was grateful for. She knew that Meg would be too busy with dance and cheer since Christine appointed her Head a few days after she found out who she truly was. She just didn't have cheer on the brain anymore, plus she couldn't wear the uniform since her scar appeared.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, there's a new club that opened up in Downtown that I have sort of been dying to go to and since we are both 18 now we can totally go."

Christine hated clubs, but she knew if she didn't agree, Meg would whine.

"Sure, let's go, I need to get out anyways."

Meg squealed and wrapped Christine in a tight hug, "You won't regret it! I can't wait to tell the guys!"

Christine's eyes widened, "The guys? No, absolutely not!"

"Christine, you know you are going to the formal with Roman, might as well try and get that chemistry flowing, don't you think?"

Before Christine answered, she saw Erik walk over.

"Good afternoon ladies," Erik nodded, "What's all the excitement about? It would shock me if you were excited for Music class today."

"Well we are," Meg answered, "I'm just excited because I am finally taking Christine out for her 18th birthday!"

Erik turned to Christine, his poker face true, "Well, happy birthday, Ms. Day. Where are you two going to be spending the evening?"

"I'm going to take Christine to the new club over on Liberty Street, she's been needing to get out for a while," Meg explained.

"Sounds like a good time, good day ladies," Erik smiled and walked away, gliding his hand through his hair.

Christine knew that this wasn't a good sign.

After Music class, Erik asked Christine to stay after class so they could discuss the performance of her piece. Christine was picked to be the main act of the End of the Year Gala, so she and Erik would spend an extra 20 minutes after class once a week to study and practice. Once the final student left, Erik took a piece of printed paper that said:

PRACTICE IN SESSION

PLEASE DO NOT DISTURB

Erik and Christine were silent for a few minutes before Christine broke the silence.

"I know you don't want me to go, I don't want to go either, honestly." Christine's arms were crossed.

"Christine, whatever do you mean? You do as you please, I will not stop you."

"You are lying, I know you are. You are The Phantom of the Opera and I am your Angel or whatever, you would never let your Angel go to a club."

"Christine," Erik smirked, "I trusted you to behave until the end of the year. We are destined to be together, but you said yourself you had to protect what we have, so go and do what you must to protect us."

Christine didn't understand why Erik wasn't fighting harder for her not to go to this club.

"Okay, fine," Christine huffed and slumped herself on a desk.

"Now, please tell me, why you are now upset? I told you that you may go and now you are upset?"

"How can I love someone who doesn't even care, you don't even get jealous that I am going somewhere? It just seems like you don't even care anymore," Christine didn't realize how much this actually affected her. "Is…is there someone else? Someone else that is keeping you company while you wait for me or something?" Christine felt herself working herself up, she hated when she filled her head with doubt. She can never think of anything else.

"Of course not, Christine," Erik walked over to his desk to pull out music sheets.

"Then why don't you care? What if I walked out right now and gave myself to Roman, would you care then?! Who knows, he's coming with us to the club, maybe we will drink too much before in his car and then after go to the bathroom for a good time, then what would you…"

Before she could finish her sentence Erik grabbed her by the throat and brought her close to him. Christine was hit with the shock of not being able to breath and she grabbed onto his hands to try to loosen his grip.

"Do you want me to be the way I was Christine? Do you want me to tell you not to do something and if you do, drag you by your hair and scare you into loving me? That was the monster I was, Christine. I can be that monster again. I can leave you bruised and scarred and I can kill your soul. Is this really what you want?"

Christine could feel the blood draining from her as she kept trying to claw his hands off of her throat.

"I don't want to be that Erik anymore, Christine. I don't want to hurt you."Erik released her and Christine fell on her hands to prevent her from getting injured any more.

Christine tried to speak but nothing came out. Erik turned to her and kneeled to keep at her level. "Christine, I do not know how your modern ways work. All I know is, I want you to love me like you did once. I don't want to have to force you. If you want to go with those peasants to that club, so be it. I will sit here and wait for you. If it takes forever, I will wait for you."

Christine looked at his face and saw his pleading eyes. He did want her to choose, she knew that even with the sudden urge of rage that entered him earlier was a lesson to show who he was in his lifetime and how he was willing to change for her, just so she could try and love him.

"I have to go, Erik," Christine said, he voice still strained, "After, I will come to you. I will tell you everything, and we can drink that Scotch. Is that a deal?"

Erik's lips curved into a half smile, "You want more Scotch?"

"You said before I had to learn to enjoy it, I might as well start now."

"Whatever your heart desires."

a/n: Okay, so I know that she should have left his butt after he chokes her out, but come now people, it's all part of the story. Anyways! I hope you all enjoyed this part! Please leave the reviews, also, we will be tying in the few plot holes of Erik's first life soon! I know it's a little choppy. Anyways, remember to fave, follow, and review! Hellooooo to all my new follower friends! BTW

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