A/N: Sorry that the last chapter wasn't long or that vivid but I am doing better in this chapter I promise.

Chapter 2

"How could he possibly be leading them? He only left a few minutes ago!" Erik's eyes were glowing with rage. He wanted to beat the Vicomte with his bare hands. He wished that he should have killed him when he had the chance. But he imagined how that would hurt and devastate Christine.

"Erik, what are we going to do?" Christine's little voice made him feel a chill in his spine. Wanting to hold her and kiss her with all his might. Wanting to protect her from harm's way. Although he didn't know why she bothered asking that question when she wants her prince charming to come here and sweep her off her feet. "I know a place to hide but, I'm sure your precious Vicomte will come and want you back Christine. I have no doubt on that, and no doubt that you… want him back." His tone was low but still angry. But, he did not once look at her. Not wanting her to see the weakness in his voice. He sat down on the rocks letting the water from the lake touch his shoes. Still she heard the anger at his tone but knew something in his tone was different.

Sadness.

She sat next to him and stared at him for a few moments. She put her hand on his cheek and turned his face to look at hers. She caressed his cheek and placed a kiss on it. She felt no longer hate but sadness. She left his loneliness and knew that he felt as if she did not love him. She thought she couldn't but he has been her angel of music, her teacher, and because of him she became a star. She knew all of this happened because of him and his love.

"Erik, as much as I love Raoul, I made a vow to stay here with you… you Erik." She gave a warm smile but he looked away. "Don't patronize me, Christine." Christine's smile faded and she looked at him, she saw tears running down his eyes. She quickly turned his face once more to wipe his tears and placed a long and heart-warming kiss upon his lips. He felt shocked when her tongue made contact with his. He felt warm and comfort. He felt loved and safe, no longer alone. Her fingers got tangled in his hair. He drew her closer to him feeling something wonderful. She felt the same sensation as he did, wanting more of his taste. They reluctantly pushed each other away as they heard a voice.

"CHRISTINE!" They both saw Raoul standing there in the deeper side of the lake but there was no angry mob behind him. Rage filled Erik's body. He quickly stood up and pushed Christine behind him, as if trying to protect her. Anger in him as well, Raoul started to take big steps towards them. Erik's eyes widened as the Vicomte came closer. "I would recommend you not to do that monsieur, for I will have no choice but to kill you in front of Christine." What did he just say? She thought to herself. Please tell me that is was only a threat. "Your pitiful threats don't scare me Phantom!" Raoul said without caring and kept taking steps towards them. Christine watched in horror. She knew if she didnt say something quick, it would be the point of no return. Wondering what to say, she looked and saw Erik and looked as if he was losing his patience.

Christine finally spoke. "Raoul please, stop. Please Raoul I want to be with you but I have no other choice." Erik froze and did not even dare to look at her. Tears were pleading to come out of Erik's eyes but he refused. How dare she? She spent moments kissing him and now this? The Vicomte was right after all! All he would have is her pity! And nothing more. He had felt in his heart that she had loved him but now, that feeling is gone. All his thoughts of what that kiss felt and meant were disappeared.

"Christine, how could you possibly want to stay with this man? Christine, you said yourself that if he took you, you and I will be parted forever. He probably threaten you in order to kiss him!" Raoul stared deeply in her eyes. "Raoul please, go. I love you but for your sake I have to stay with him." Erik had still not moved his thoughts in his mind. He stayed there not caring if the Vicomte killed him at that very moment. He came back to the real world when he saw the Vicomte whisper something in her ear and as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. The Vicomte walked back into the shadows and disappeared.

Christine sighed in relief as she saw Raoul leave. She turned and saw that Erik was not there. She quickly ran towards his bedroom, no he wasn't there. The she thought that he must be in his organ. Luckily he was there. She walked towards him but quickly walked slower as she saw that his head was buried in his hands. He was not crying, or sobbing, or whimpering. He quickly arouse as he saw her staring and walking towards him. She put her hand on his shoulder but he quickly shrugged it away. She looked at him confused.

"What is wrong Erik?" she asked with a soft tone. He chuckled at the question she was asking. "Are you seriously asking me that Christine?" She looked at him still confused and then her eyes went wide. Oh no! He thought what I said to Raoul I meant! Oh God no, please not now! She thought to herself.

"Erik I didn't mean any of that! I just said that to make Raoul go away!" Erik glared at her deeply. "What makes you think I would believe that? You wanting to send the Vicomte away? You expect me to believe that Christine? After all you love him!" She felt tears run down her cheeks as he spoke. She quickly wiped them away, not wanting to cry. "Erik, please! Believe me! I love you!" He looked at her with anger in his eyes. He grabbed her shoulders tight causing her to gasp. He looked in her eyes and saw no not fear nor love but pity. "Don't say things you don't mean! Love ad pity are two different things! I don't want your sympathy! I want your love! Your real love Christine!" She didn't pity him, but he was right. It wasn't her real love. He let her go and took a few steps back.

"Christine, you love the Vicomte that is why you risked your life. I know that you want your prince charming but now you have no choice. You are stuck with The Devil's Child, if you like it or not Christine. You are mine now! MINE!" She didn't know him anymore. He was not the same man who she once called "Angel of Music." No, he not that man. He was a murderer and now she feared and her hatered for him came back.

They both jumped at the sound of the mob coming. He quickly got a hold of her wrist and pulled her towards a mirror. He had hidden behind curtains. He opened it and she saw nothing but darkness. She stepped back not wanting to go inside. He looked at her and got a hold of her hand. She yanked her hand back, she didn't want to go. In her mind she was think negativity, of Erik. She did not look forward to his temperaments which he always had. She didn't look forward to his grips and strength that he has.

"Christine, let's go!" he called holding out his hand. She took a few backs slowly before looking around. Before she even knew it she turned and ran off.

He saw run off and after 5 seconds he reacted and ran after her.