Phillipe's POV
I will get my Christine. She will not be far. Erik saved her again. I was so close. Now I must come up with a new plan to get her. I need to kidnap her again and take her from Coney Island, and not bring her family. This time I will take her. She will be mine until I get my heir. A girl couldn't be my heir so all the girls I may just not take care of. Boys however will be treated like princes. I go to Coney Island. I sneak in with Gangle and Squelch not noticing. I run to their house and climb through their window. I have to make sure Erik will not interfere. I grab Erik's hand and cover his mouth quickly. I have a rag with chloroform. He's out and slumps. I tie him to the bed. I shake Christine awake. She bolts up and sees me and almost screams. I put my finger to my lips and point to Erik.
"What have you done?" She whispers tears starting to form. I grab her by the waist and pull her up.
"Same thing I'm going to do to you." I whisper in her ear showing her the rag. Her eyes widen as I bring it to her mouth. She's struggling, but that soon stops when the chloroform gets in her system. I pick her up and take her out of the state. To North Carolina. I have a place there. After a few hours in the car Christine wakes up. I know that because she starts kicking my seat.
"Stop it Christine!!! Do you want to be punished!??!" I yell. She stops immediately. I hear her softly crying.
"I'm sorry for yelling Christine."
She stops crying and looks at me in the mirror. Her eyes are a red shade and they're really puffy. My heart cracks a little. I pull off the road and get out. I open the door and Christine kicks my shins. I groan and grab her hands and pull her out of the carriage. She squeals and starts struggling. It's kind of hard for her though, I did tie her hands together. I didn't tie her legs together so she could walk.
"That wasn't nice Christine." I growl in her ear. She shivers and starts whimpering. I grab her arms and drag her to the other side of the carriage away from the road. I shove her up against the side of it.
"Why did you kick me?" I ask ripping the rag out of her mouth. She just spits in my face. I wipe it off and slap her. She falls to the ground.
"That wasn't very nice!!!! Now answer my question!!!" I yell picking her back up. She's crying and flinching whenever I move.
"I-I wanted t-to go h-home....." She whimpers.
"You are going to be home in an hour. As soon as we get back on the road." I say cupping her cheek. She pulls her head out of my grasp. I throw her into the back again and get up front and start driving again. After an hour and a half, we reach my house. It's a big house, could fit a couple of kids. I pull her out and take her upstairs to our room. She doesn't fight me which is not Christine.
"I give you 20 minutes to go take a shower and get dresses in the clothes I leave you." I tell her cutting the ties on her wrists. She runs to the bathroom and slams the door. I grab her a silky nightgown. I knock on the door.
"What........?" She asks quietly opening the door. I hand her the night gown and let her shut the door. I get ready for bed and go downstairs to fix something. I hear a crash upstairs and run quickly to see Christine hanging halfway out the window. I walk quietly over to her and grab her by her waist pulling her back in the window. She screams and kicks.
"LET ME GO!!!!! YOU MONSTER!!!!"She screams. I throw her down onto the bed and get on her.
"I'm not the monster in the equation. I can't leave you alone for 5 minutes without you doing something stupid. I was going to get you damn food. Yet you try to escape. Guess I can't trust you." I tell her tying her to the bed. She's crying. I feel so bad....but I had too. I go out of the room and bring her food back up. I feed her or try too.
"Christine you have to eat." I say holding the spoon in front of her mouth.
"It's not poisoned." I add on. She opens her mouth and I put the chicken noodle soup in her mouth. She apparently likes it because she keeps eating. After she finishes I leave and when I come back she's asleep. I smile and lay on the bed next to her.
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In The End
FanfictionIt's been three years since Meg shot Christine. Although is that true? Three years ago Christine died in Erik's arms, or at least he thought she did. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. ALL RIGHTS GO TO ANDREW LLYOD WEBBER. Chri...