Chapter 7

We stayed like that all night until a knock on the door at 7:00 the next day woke us both. I tried to move but was weighed down by Erik's arm.

"I'll get it." Erik said.

"No. I will." I said standing up moving Erik's arm from around me.

I walked to the door and opened it to the biggest shock of my life. Raoul was standing, No, Leaning against the door frame and smelt badly of alcohol.

"What are you doing here?" I asked standing in the door way so he couldn't pass.

"I've come to finish what I started Christine. With him." He said pointing behind me. I spun around and saw Erik standing behind me.

"What do you want with him?" I asked slowly turning back around to face Raoul.

"I want my son."

"He isn't your son Raoul." I said. "He's Erik's."

Raoul tried to stand but failed and fell against the wall.

"And how do you know that?" He asked.

"I'm not stupid Raoul."
"That's not answering my question." He said pointing a finger at me.

"How would you know? You're so drunk you can't even stand." Erik said coming to stand behind me.

"Erik don't-" I said getting cut off by Raoul laughing.

"Shut up scar face. What would you know?" Raoul said. I looked up at Erik and saw him flinch. That would have hurt.

"Raoul don't." I said.

"Don't what? Insult him?"

"Yes!"

"Why not, he's ugly enough."

"How about you shut up." Said Erik.

"Why would I listen to you?"

"Raoul please stop talking to him. Just, Go home. Get on a boat and leave here."

"Not with out my son."
"He isn't your son!"

"Yes he is!" He yelled and I heard a door open from the living room.

"Erik can you-" I started but Erik had already gone to see if Gustave was okay.

"Look, I don't know what you want but you are not welcome here in this state."

"Give me my son!" He yelled again and grabbed me by the neck tightly and pushed me against the wall.

Gustave walked out of the living room, still in his pajamas, and saw Raoul holding me by the neck.

"What are you doing to my mother?"

"Gustave." Raoul said letting go of me and opening his arms for a hug. I put my hand to my neck to rub it better.

"Why were you hurting Mother? What did she do to you"

"She was trying to stop me from seeing you." he said walking towards him. "Don't you want to see your father?"

"You aren't my father. Mister Y is." he said just as Erik walked in behind him. I saw Erik's face turn to one of surprise and looked up at me to see I was hurt.

"See, Now go home." I said going over to stand next to Gustave and Erik. Suddenly, Raoul swung out and slapped me in the face. I put my hand up to hold my cheek and looked back around just in time to see Erik punching Raoul.

"Erik!" I yelled moving my hand and putting it one Erik's sholder. "Don't. Two wrongs don't make a right." I looked down at Gustave and saw him run away and I heard his bedroom door shut.

"Get out." I said to Raoul.

"No. Why should I? You aren't paying to be here." He said.

"And nor are you Raoul. I am." Said Erik. "Now get out." he said in a slow, menicing voice.*

Doing as he was told, He turned on his heel and walked out.

"Are you okay?" Erik asked taking my face in his hands and looking at my cheek.
"I'm fine. I think we should see if Gustave's okay."

We walked to Gustave's bedroom and I knocked on the door.

"Gustave. Are you okay?"

There was no answer so I opened the door.

"Gustave?" I said as I walked into the room. "Are you okay?" I saw him sitting on his bed hugging the pillow.

"Yes. Are you?"

"Of course sweetie. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I saw what Raoul did to you."

"I'm fine. Really." I put my head to the side to hide the bruise that was slowly appearing on my neck.

"Are you sure? He didn't look like he was being very nice."

I walked over and sat on the side of his bed and pulled him into a hug.

"I'm fine. I really am. Thank you for coming out when you did or I may have been a lot worse off."

Gustave looked at the wall and didn't say anything to me for a long time. Suddenly, he turned to face me and gave me the biggest hug.

"I'm so sorry mother." He said through tears.

"Shhh sweetie. What are you sorry for?" I asked holding him tight to me.

"For being so awful to my father."

"Oh Gustave. It's not me you have to say sorry to. It's Erik."

He looked up at me with tear filled eyes.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes you do." I said turning to look at the door. Erik was standing there smiling slightly.

"In fact." I said "Now would be a great time to do it."

Gustave looked up and saw Erik watching him. He wiped a tear from his eye stood up. He slowly walked over to Erik, warped his arms around him in a hug and said "I'm sorry."

Erik stood there with his arms out in shock for a few minutes just looking at me. I nodded and he put his arms around his son.

*Again see movie