Chapter 4

We walked onto the living room to find Gustave playing 'The Point Of No Return'.

My mouth dropped slightly and I whispered to Erik "You still have that?"

"Of course." he said "I worked on that for years. Why would I get rid of it?"

I nodded "I understand that but what is it doing here?" I asked.

"I thought maybe I could see if you still knew it."

I just stared at him blankly. "With a ten year old kid in the house? I don't think so."

"He's ten! Surely he doesn't know what it's about." Erik said sitting down on the couch.

"Oh really? With his lot of friends, I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know everything." I said sitting down next to Erik. He reached across and touched my hand. I looked down and smiled and took his hand in mine as we watched our son play the opening lines to a song I would have loved to have forgotten.

As the song got closer to my part, I started to hum along.

"Go on." Erik whispered in my ear. "I want you to sing it for me again."

So, I started to sing my lines and Gustave stopped playing. He mustn't have seen us come in.

"Go on Gustave." I said. "Keep playing."

As the song got to the end, Erik joined in and we finished the song. Gustave clapped.

"That was amazing Mother. And Mr. Y, I didn't know you could sing like that." It seemed like all thoughts of what had happened before were far gone from his mind and I was about to bring them all back.

"Yes, well, there are a lot of things you don't know about me." I looked at Erik with a look like 'What are you trying to say?'

"Gustave can you come sit over here please?" I asked.

"Of course Mother." He said standing up from the piano. He was about to sit down when he walked back over to the piano, picked up his orange juice and sat back down making Erik smile.

"Now Gustave. I- I mean we, Have to tell you something"
"Okay. Mother can I ask you something first?"
"Okay sweetie. What is it?"
"Is father ever coming back?"

"Well, that has something to do with what I wanted to tell you." I said leaning forwards slightly "Raoul is um... Well, he's gone back to Paris."

"With out us? Why?"

"Because I sung last night and he didn't want me to."

"So why did you?" He asked and looked down at my hand which I realized was still entwined with Erik's "Is it because of me?"

"No Gustave. Because I had to choose between Erik and Raoul."

"So why did you pick Mister Y over my father?"

"Because... Because Raoul isn't your father. Erik is."

Gustave's face fell. "Wh-what?"

"This is your father."

"So, why did you marry father?" I had a feeling it was going to be a while until he stopped calling Raoul father.

"When I found out I was having you, I had to marry or else we would have been kicked out of the house and, as much as I hate to think it, he might have tried to kill you."
"why would he do that?"
"Because he hates me." Said Erik.

"I asked my mother, not you." spat Gustave.

"Gustave! Don't talk to him like that."

"Why not? He doesn't want me or he would have stayed!"

"I didn't know Gustave. I had no idea or I would have stayed."

There was silence for a few minutes where Gustave just looked at the ground when he said "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because." I said, leaning back into the couch "If anyone had of found out, and it got back to Raoul... Let's just say he had a very violent nature by then and I didn't him hurting you. Or anyone else."

Then Gustave was silent again. He looked from Erik to me and then back again.

"But I look nothing like Mr. Y" he said. "How do you know he's my father and not Raoul?"

"Because I hadn't... Because I've only been with two people. Erik and Raoul and I know Raoul is not your father."

There was more silence until Gustave got up, taking his orange juice with him, and walked into his room.