Chapter 25

Christine's POV

Why am I jealous?

I shouldn't be jealous, He doesn't like Meg like that. But, she is beautiful. Blonde, tiny, beautiful manners and he's known her for so much longer then he has me…

This is so stupid! I know she loves him and all but I don't think she would do anything with him… Or would she? Gustave had seen it.

I turned away from the window and sat down to think. I can't be thinking like that. I have to work with her tonight to get Gustave back. Our son.

Maybe he was just upset about what I had said about Raoul. I hadn't meant it, I was only trying to make her feel better.

I sighed as they walked through the door talking and completely ignored me which just made me feel worse.
"Hello." I said when they didn't look at me.

"Hello love." Erik said.

I smiled at him and he sat next to me and kissed my cheek.

"Christine, did you know Erik is actually my godfather?" She asked sitting in front of us.

"No I didn't. That's lovely."

"I know. Kind of ironic that I would like my godfather." She said.

"Yes well, we all see to get crushes on the wrong people don't we." I said.

"And who else have you liked Christine?" Erik asked.

"Oh, it was infatuation that's all." I said. "A man that worked for us. Sweet man but then he left and I realized no one was going to stay with me forever so I gave up on it." I said giving Erik a well-placed look.

"Christine are you okay?" Erik asked.

"Hmm fine. Just nervous about tonight that's all." I lied. Well, half lied. I was nervous about tonight but I was also very jealous and I couldn't understand why.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Why would there be anything else wrong Erik?" I asked sarcastically. "I'm fine, honest." I said and my hand randomly moved to the top of my arm.

"Up." Erik said in a forceful voice standing up.

"What?" I said looking up at him,

"Just get up Christine." Erik said.

I stood up and he took my hand, leading me up the stairs to our room where he locked the door.

"Erik, what in god's name are you doing?" I asked him.

He came over and grabbed my wrist, pulling my arm out in front of me. That's when I realized what he was doing.

"Erik, I haven't." I said, trying to pull my arm away but he pushed my sleeve up anyway.

He looked over my arm carefully but all he saw were faded scares from years ago.

He sat down on the bed and sighed. "I'm sorry."
"Do I need to ask why?" I asked sarcastically, sitting next to him and rubbing the place he had just grabbed.

"For doubting your promise. But when you touched your arm like that… I don't know, I worried I guess."

I put my hand on his and rested my head on his shoulder. "I know. It's okay Erik, really it is."

"What was wrong Christine?"

"Oh nothing. I was just being stupid again I guess."
"You were jealous weren't you?" He asked me.

"What? No, don't be silly."

"It's okay if you are, I was when you were talking to Meg about Raoul like that."

"I was trying to make her feel better about what she did Erik, I didn't mean any of that stuff."

"I know. And it may have looked bad from your point of view, but it was nothing. I promise."
I sighed and flopped back on the bed. "I know. My moods are playing up I guess."

He fell back with me and grabbed my hand.

I felt the baby kick and smiled. I brought Erik's hand down to my stomach.

"Amazing." He said. "Simply amazing how even though all this, happiness is right there." He said looking at our intertwined hands.

A/N AGH what's happening to me? I've gone soft =S