Chapter Fourteen

A/N: In the last chapter, someone said that the "keep your hand at the level of your eyes" saying is referred to Erik's Punjab lasso. Yes, I know that, but I thought it would fit the moment of fighting don't you think? Anyway, back to the story…

Raoul quickly recovered and stood up, ignoring the pain in his back. Both these men were fighting for someone they both want, Christine. Only difference is, Erik loves her and she loves Erik. "You just don't get it, do you?" Erik said lifting his leg and kicking him on the stomach. Now, Erik's injuries had begun to hurt once more. Raoul seemed to notice and threw his fist to Erik's ribs.

Erik screamed in the shot of pain that just went through him. Raoul gave a grin of satisfaction. Only then did they hear a knock on the door. "Erik? Are you alright?" Nadir. But, both Meg and Christine's voices can be heard. Then, the door opened for that fact that, well, Nadir had a key.

"Raoul!" Christine yelled. Nadir quickly went to Erik's side to hold him up. But, Raoul saw the perfect chance to grab Christine but, Meg took Christine's arm and pushed her away. Raoul grew angry. He pushed Meg to the ground and took Christine's arm. "Raoul! Let go of me!" He didn't care to listen nor respond. He kept pulling her down the stairs. He would belong to her and no one else. She loved him! HIM! "Let go of me! I hate you! I hate you!" she screamed digging her nails of his hand to make him let go. He stopped. Had he heard her correctly? She hates him? Hates?

He turned around and made his fist connect with her jaw. Her body went unconscious and he threw her over his shoulder like nothing had happened. He quickly ran towards the door and went to the carriage that he had left there and pushed her inside, and rode off.

Erik got up not caring about his pain anymore. Raoul has taken Christine. "Erik, stop. You are not well! You must recover!" Nadir said. Erik was frustrated. Erik grabbed Nadir and pinned him against the wall, forcing Nadir to look at him.

"What the hell makes you think I want to rest and recover, now? That son of a bitch took my angel! If I go to her later, it may be too late!" He growled. Erik was angry but, tears were running down his cheeks. He slowly let go of Nadir and looked down at the ground. "Don't you understand Daroga? I love her… She the reason, I live for. I will not recover nor rest until I see her safe in my arms." He said in a low and sad tone but, there was something that Nadir also heard in his voice.

Determination.

Nadir sighed in defeat. He knew that Erik would do anything for Christine, and he would do anything to get her back. "Okay, Erik. Okay. We'll get her back." Erik didn't wait. He quickly put on a shirt and ran out the bedroom with Nadir and Meg at his heels.

Once they were outside something occurred to Nadir. "Erik, how do we know where they are?" Erik smiled as he saw that the carriage left tracks on the road. But, they would certainly come to an end. Even Nadir, knew that Erik was smart enough to figure out where Raoul and Christine are.

"Simple my friend. We follow the tracks that will most likely lead to the city. This makes me happy to know that the fop has taken Christine to his mansion. Predictable, isn't it?" Erik smirked and got on Cesar, his horse. "I want you to look for Madame Giry. Take them Nadir and bring them back here. I do not want the closest thing to my family, to be in danger. If he wants revenge, I'm afraid that boy will most likely prey on one of you."

Nadir's brows furrowed. "I am not coming with you?"

"No, my friend. This battle I need to face alone." With that Erik rode off to where ever the tracks were leading him.

Christine's eyes were slowly opening. The side of her face hurt, she felt like it might have been bruised. She was in a bed, she felt the soft fabric of the sheets. She lifted herself up and felt two arms hug her. She smiled and hugged the person back. "Erik…" she whispered. Suddenly the arms pushed her down to the bed, roughly.

"Sorry to disappoint you, my dear. It is not your precious Erik." Raoul growled. He went on top of Christine and pinned her down, so she may not move. "I believe your demon will not find us."

"Don't call him that! You are the demon, not him!" She said struggling to move under him.

"You remember what I whispered to you my dear? The day in that demon's lair? No? Well let me refresh your memory…"

"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 threatened 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. Raoul leaned forward and began to whisper something in Christine's ear.

"Remember Christine, I will always find you. No matter where you go, I will find you. Whether you love me or not, you are MINE!"

"Yes, you remember. Like I said before you are mine!" He crushed his lips to hers and began pulling down her dress. Christine pushed him off and slapped him, and began pulling up her dress. Raoul held the cheek that was stinging and growled. He grabbed Christine by the wrist and began twisting her skin.

"Stop it, Raoul! You're hurting me!" she cried. With her free hand she punched his groan and ran out the room. The only thing was she found guards at every corner of the hallway. Raoul yanked her back into the room and threw her to the ground, kicking her in the stomach.

"You are such a naughty girl, Christine Daae. I will come to punish you later. For now…" He went out and locked the door behind him. Leaving Christine to cry in pain.

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