Title: As Speech Disappears Into Silence

Author: LittleLottexoxEriksTrueAngel

Chapter 14: Darkness Take Over Now

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"Time will slow when we surrender
Whisper now over the edge"

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Chapter 14: Darkness Take Over Now

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"Christine, I love you." He whispered huskily, creating a trail of hot kisses down her neck.

"Erik…"she whispered desperately. She was not sure if she could do this.

Her breath caught in her throat, feeling his hands roam over her body. Shivers shot up and down her spine. "Oh, Erik!" She gasped. "Don't. Please…"

But she knew that she could not stop him, and truthfully, she wasn't sure she wanted him to stop.

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Stay
Darkness take over now
Stay
No thinking twice
Stay for tonight
The sound of your heart racing faster for me
Is what will save me

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Christine felt Raoul embrace her, but stayed frozen in place. She could not take the thought of anyone touching her if it was not Erik, even if it was only an innocent little hug. That thought alone scared her.

Love.

And what baffled Christine about this whole situation was the reason as to why Raoul was in her home in the first place. The last time she had seen him was months ago, and she had forgotten all about him up until a little while ago. She felt strange knowing that he must have come here for something, and found something completely different. Christine gulped, had he come here to court her? Erik would not like that at all. And he would know. He always knew…

What have I done?

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, but was in actuality only thirty seconds, Christine made an attempt to pull away from her handsome, childhood friend. She needed to be with her father for a while, and she had to hurry.

Raoul would not give in and kept a tight grip on Christine's small shoulders and continued to prattle on about search parties and how much he had missed her and had searched for her. Finally, Christine managed to wrench herself out of Raoul's grasp, her eyes wide. Erik had to have known that they, most specifically Raoul, had been searching for her. Why had he not said anything?

Maybe he did not want you getting any stupid ideas… Christine's fickle mind answered for her.

"Yes, like this one." The young brunette muttered to herself under her breath.

"Pardon me?" Raoul asked.

Christine cleared her throat and said in a small voice, "Nothing." She could feel her father's eyes burning a whole into her back.

Christine studied Raoul, for a moment as he stepped closer. It was hard not to notice how handsome he had grown in their months apart. She immediately noticed his muscular frame and kind, childlike face. His blue eyes were twinkling with delight and he had a strong chin. Christine blushed as Raoul's smile grew and inwardly berated herself for noticing all of these things about a man who wasn't Erik.

Instinctively Christine stepped back and away from Raoul, and began twisting Erik's ring round her finger. "What is that, Christine?"

"None of your business, Monsieur." She snapped, turning her body around to face her father. Her doe like eyes pleaded with her father to make Raoul leave.

The older Daae smiled softly and sadly at his beautiful daughter then said, "Maybe you should leave now, Raoul." He hoped the young man got the hint. Raoul de Chagny was not exactly the brightest star in the sky, but he had a good heart.

Reluctantly the young man made a move toward the door; "Alright…" he paused. "I will come back in the morning, then. To see how you both are faring, that is."

Christine felt guilty treating rudely after he had searched so hard for her and felt she should make sure he did not waste anymore of his time. "I will no be here."

Before Raoul could retort, Gustave Daae ushered him out the door. "Goodnight than, young man." And shut the door.

Slowly he turned to his daughter and held his arms out to her.

Christine ran into them happily. "Oh, papa… I have missed you so much!"

"My darling girl…" Gustave said stroking his daughter's curly brown locks.

Suddenly, Christine pulled back. "We do not have a lot of time."

Gustave Daae looked at his daughter quizzically and Christine began her tale…

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Raoul de Chagny felt anxious leaving Christine and her Father at their home alone. What was with Christine? What did she mean she would not be at her home in the morning? With those thoughts Raoul de Chagny decided that he would not wait till morning to check up on the Daae's. He would wait until he was sure they would both be sleeping and would come back. He would check on the beauty who had claimed his heart and the most important person in her world – her father.

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Erik was only minutes away from Perros now. Rage was all he could feel. He let all of his anger over power his rational thought. He let it over power his love for Christine and now he was out for blood.

She would pay for what she did. He would see to it, and he would make sure that she never did anything like this again. She thought she was a prisoner before… He chuckled darkly, pulling his horse to a stop just outside the village to give his men orders.

He took a moment to look out over the village and to take a few calming breaths. Nadir pulled up beside him on his own horse. "Maybe you should think about this, my friend." The Persian man said wisely.

Erik let out a bout of maniacal laughter. "I have thought about this Nadir." He said darkly. "Long and hard."

"Erik, see reason. She is young, and confused." He paused, trying to sound hopeful. "Maybe she will come back all on her own."

Erik only glared at his longtime friend. "She will have to face the consequences of her actions." He said evenly, ice coating every word, before beginning to ride forward.

"She loves you." Nadir whispered to himself. "You must be blind, for everyone sees it but you." Then he rode off behind his friend saying a short prayer for Christine Daae and her father.

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Letting go into the stillness

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"Oh, Papa…" Christine pleaded. "I am so confused."

Christine took in the sight of the home she had grown up in, her eyes landing on the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. "Christine," Gustave began, wiping the tears off of his daughter's porcelain cheeks. "What is it you came her for, my darling?"

She sniffed, "How did you know that you loved my mother?"

He let out a sigh, "I had never felt that way before and am absolutely certain I will never feel that way again." Monsieur Daae began. "All I wanted to do was be with her. I felt the strangest and most beautiful sensations whenever I was near her. And was in agony whenever we were apart."

"I love him, Papa." Christine said with conviction, rising from her seat. "I must go."

Gustave caught her arm, his eyes pleading. "I understand you love him, but you cannot go back there. He is dangerous. What if he hurts you?"

Christine wrapped her arms around her father. "I must go, Papa. Even if I did not feel this way, I would have to go back. I made a promise, Papa." Her eyes were filled with tears.

"We can run." Christine's father protested.

"He would follow to the ends of the Earth." She locked her eyes with her father's. "I can't escape from him. I never will."

Then, they heard it. It sounded like a stampede, a complete cavalry just outside their door.

Christine's eyes widened. She had waited to long.

"Hide." Her father commanded. Christine obeyed and ran to the closet just inches away from her, slamming the door shut. Her heart was racing. How had he have gotten here so quickly? She took a few deep breaths and watched from a hole in the closet door what was going on in the other room.

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Erik's men rushed in and surrounded Christine's father. The one closest to him pulled him up roughly and another held a dagger to his throat. Christine gasped, she could not help it.

She saw Nadir enter next, but he watched the goings on helplessly from the back of the room opting to stand near the door.

Erik entered last. Christine had never seen someone so angry in her entire life. His eyes were on fire.

He went straight to her father, and Christine began to tremble. This is all my fault…

"Where is she?" Erik hissed.

Christine saw her father shake his head in the negative, and gulped.

Erik shoved the other men away and grabbed Gustave by his collar, shaking him roughly. "Where is she?"

He dropped him to the ground and the men surrounded Gustave Daae once again.

"Fine." Erik stated, his jaw clenched and then spoke as if addressing the entire room. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Christine. I can kill him. I will not hesitate. And then I will rip this entire house apart until I find you." His blazing eyes landed on the closet door and she knew that he knew where she was hiding. He took a step closer, as Christine took a deep breath to steady her rapidly beating heart. Trembling, tears coursing down her cheeks Christine turned and opened the door, abruptly sliding to the floor.

Everything after that was a blur. Erik's hands twisted into her hair and pulled her up against his body. Both of her wrists were soon trapped in one of Erik's large hands as he barked something Christine didn't catch to his men. She just stared helplessly at her father who was fighting to get free.

She did not protest as Erik dragged her from the house and toward a completely black carriage. He stared at her for a moment, never once saying a word to her before roughly shoving her inside.

Christine heard a lock click as she collided with the carriages floor. It was only seconds before it was rolling away from her home and towards what she knew would truly now becomes her prison.

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