AN: Okay, so here is the bonus Valentine's Day Chapter! Please note that this is only a foreshadowing of things to come in later chapters which is why Erika and Erik are already together in this chapter. Plus, I must warn you now that all bonus chapters (except for this one and maybe a few others) are going to be complete crack. You have been warned.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!
When Raoul walked into Christine's room he was shocked at the scene before him. Erik's head was in Erika's lap while she had Christine's extra-hold sculpting hair gel in front of her. She was making shapes out of Erik's hair – a heart, a sword and something else…
He turned to Christine who was writing a letter. He slammed his hands on Christine's desk. She jumped before looking up.
"Can I help you, hun?"
"I love you 5ever," Raoul told her. Christine looked at him confusedly.
"Dat mean he luv her moar den 4evr!" Erika exclaimed, laughing.
"Aw Raoul, that's sweet!" Christine said, hugging her boyfriend.
"Only for the most beautiful woman in the world," he said. Erika gagged, pretending to throw up. Christine and Erik looked at each other, puzzled.
"Are you ok?" Erik asked, patting her back.
"Sorry, used pick-up lines make me gag," Erika said, making Raoul glare at her.
"I thought it was cute," Christine said, kissing Raoul's cheek.
"Only for you, love," Raoul said with a charming smile. Erika went into a sneezing fit, making Christine begin to be a little concerned.
"Are you ok?" Christine asked, running from Raoul's arms to Erika who was still sneezing. Raoul glared. There was only enough room for Erika OR Raoul in Christine's life – and he wasn't leaving without a long fight.
"Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit," Erika remarked, returning Raoul's glare with equal intensity. She hated it when he was around on Valentine's Day. It would remind her of when he had promised all those things to her. She glared at Raoul with all the hate that filled her being. Erik felt it radiating off of her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She relaxed a little and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"I still hate him," Erika muttered. Erik chuckled as he kissed her cheek.
"It's ok, I hate him too," he laughed. Raoul was talking to Christine.
"We could go to my house, no one's home and that means that the entire house is open to bang in," Raoul said, winking.
"RAOUL!"
"What?"
"Why the hell would you even ask me that? You know where I stand on this," Christine cried.
"Because YOLO – You Only Live Once," Raoul said, wrapping his arms around her.
"Don't you know that YOLO means 'You Obviously Lack Originality'? Erika asked, cocking her head at an angle like a puppy. Christine laughed as Raoul racked his brain for a comeback. When Christine noticed that some serious shit was about to hit the fan, she took Erik out of the room and closed the door.
"Don't you know that you no longer matter to me? Don't you know that you no longer have any hold over me? Don't you understand? We're over and I will NEVER take you back!" Raoul retorted, his voice starting soft and ending in a yell.
"Raoul, I am asking you politely to leave."
"You think that you can toss me out? You don't own this house!"
"I can and will. Gustav adopted me, and with me being older than Christine, this is my house in his absence. I am asking you once again to leave. If you do not leave, I will call in Erik to do as he pleases."
"Psh – I'm not leaving," Raoul said, crossing his arms in defiance.
"Erik?" Erika called. Erik ran into the room, noose in hand.
"Where – who?" Erik asked gleefully. Erika nodded to Raoul. Erik smirked evilly before throwing the noose around unobservant Raoul's neck – tightening it.
"You cannot win! Noting can save you from the wrath of the-Erik!"
"Erik, let him go!" Christine cried, running into the room and pulling on Erik's arms.
"No! He has hurt Erika for the last time! Where are you fine words no?" Erik yelled. Raoul choked.
"Order your fine horses now, 'Raise up your hand to the level of your eye'; nothing can save you no except perhaps – Christine!" Erika sang softly. Her eyes flashed open from all of the flashbacks from the Opera Populaire. Raoul's near death, Christine's kiss, the ring. No, Erika thought. Not again! She grabbed Erik and her sword and screamed. They all turned to watch her. Erika threw the sword and it cut the rope hanging Raoul. He fell and Christine held him.
"I will not watch it play out again," Erika said, straightening and walking from the room. Raoul was confused.
"Again? What?" Erik dropped his end of the rope and ran out the front door and after Erika.
"I'm sorry I got carried away," Erik said, holding her shoulders.
"I'm' sorry. It was my fault for even allowing it to happen. I'm supposed to be the adult here and I played the petty child."
"No! He had no right to do that to you – you stood up for yourself. You did correctly," Erik said, shaking her shoulders gently. He kissed her forehead and hugged her. "If he ever speaks to you like that again I will not contain myself."
"Let me in on it, ok?" Erika chuckled.
"I got this for you. Happy Saint Valentine's Day," Erik said, handing Erika a feather rose.
"Fake? You couldn't afford a real one?" Erika joked, smiling.
"I will love you until this rose dies."
"I will love you as long as this rose lives. Happy Valentine's Day Erik."
"Happy Valentine's Day Erika."
AN: Aw, wasn't the ending sweet? :) Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this late – very late – Valentine's Day gift from me. Thank you guys for all the reviews I've gotten for this story! Please continue reviewing and I'll try to get the next chapter out by the end of the week.