Chapter 3: Raoul's Residence

By: PittsBurghFuzz

Christine was rocking in her chair, twiddling her thumbs as the night went on. Christine was smiling, and felt unafraid now that Raoul was with her. Raoul would never let her out of his sight. Raoul was sitting in his armchair, staring into the ceiling, whistling.

"Well Christine, we're heading for England tomorrow." Raoul reminded Christine.

"Yes, I know Raoul. That will be great." Christine said smiling.

"I know think it will be swell."

"Will we get married in England Raoul?" Christine asked, almost childlike.

"Yes Christine, we will get married in England, and when we do, I will take you on the longest honeymoon ever."

"Oh Raoul, it will be so romantic!"

"Yes, yes it will."

Christine yawned. "I think I'm going to bed, night Raoul."

Christine kissed Raoul on the forehead, and left the room.

"Goodnight, Christine." Raoul said to Christine once she left the room.

After Christine closed the door, Raoul rested back again. He and Christine needed to get out of Paris. Far from the knowledge on who Raoul de Chagny was, and who he was marrying. Christine was an understudy before the Phantom fiasco, and Raoul was an aristocrat. Imagine the scandal that formulated after these events! It was total madness! Maybe Raoul should have cut his losses and abandoned Christine to find some other damsel to rescue. Raoul was thinking of the first time he heard the Phantom's voice. He was so jealous! Imagine, all of Raoul's wealth, youth and good looks, beaten by a voice whole belonged to a man thirty years his senior! Suddenly, Raoul heard something. It was laughter! Actually, it was more like snickering. This disturbed Raoul. Then, Raoul saw a pair of blazing eyes in the window. A bolt of lightning flashed and the image of Erik, grinning appeared! It disappeared as quickly as it came, but the image was still shocking.

Raoul sighed in relief that the frightening image was gone. However, he realized something.

"Could that deformed freak still roam this earth?" Raoul said to himself.

All that Raoul knew was that he could not wait for the departure to England the next day. Raoul fell asleep on the chair.

Christine was sleeping, like a little girl who had a long day. Her window opened slightly, and Erik entered the room, masked. Erik slowly moved towards Christine and looked at her body. As Christine slept, Erik gently whispered into her ear, "Goodnight Christine, see you tomorrow."