Christine's POV
"No....please don't. Phillipe.....don't hurt me..." I beg him as he gets on top of me.
"You should've listened." He says with a smirk. I can't stop crying and thrashing about. 'I'm about to be violated again!!' I scream in my head. I'm crying so much. Phillipe keeps telling me to shut up but I can't. I want to but I can't.
"Phillipe....please don't do this. Please!!!!"
"Shut it Christine. I will have my heir."
I start crying even harder. I can't take it anymore. 'Oh god.......he's abo.........'
''AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" I scream as I shoot up in the bed. I start crying at the sight of myself in Phillipe's room where he put me. I start taking deep breaths. I can't have a panic attack right now.
"I'm untied......." I say outloud looking at my wrists. I jump out of the bed and head to the window.
''It's got to be 3 am." I say outloud. I run back to the bed and grab the sheets and make a rope so I can climb down without hurting myself. I put the dresser in front of the door so Phillipe can't stop me. Climb out the window and I'm going home. I start climbing down when I hear Phillipe pounding on the door.
"Christine!!! What's going on!??!? Open this door!!"
When I hear that I start going down faster. I hit the ground when I hear a crash. He got the door open. RUN!!! I take off as I hear Phillipe scream at me to stop. I just go even faster.
"I WILL FIND YOU CHRISTINE DAAÉ!!!!"
"IN YOUR DREAMS!!!!"
After I scream that back at him I just keep running and running. He didn't think I would be able to find my way back. I know we're in North Carolina. I pay attention to a lot of things. I head to the nearest gas station.
"Ma'am are you ok?" The clerk asks when I come in.
''No, I was kidnapped from my home and was almost raped. Do you think I'm ok?" I pant. The lady looks at me with pity.
"I don't want your pity. I just want to get home. Can you help me?" I ask. She nods.
"What is your name?"
"Clara. I'll help you in any way I can."
"Good. I'm Christine and I need to hide because my kidnapper is coming this way.''
I tell her looking out the door. Phillipe luckily hasn't seen me yet. Clara ushers me behind the counter. I crouch down and shimmy myself in the little space between the floor and counter top. I hear Phillipe run in and I stop breathing.
"Sir, how can I help you today?" Clara asks him.
"Have you seen a woman with curly brunette hair and in a night dress?" He asks.
"I don't think I have. She might very slipped past me while I was picking change up. I dropped a bunch." She lies. She's very good too. I look up and see Phillipe hanging over the counter.
"If you are lying to me, I will find out." He snarls before running out the door. I sigh and Clara breaths deeply.
"Damn.... he's scary." She says helping me up.
"And to think, he would've been my brother in law." I say casually. She looks at me with concern.
"Are you serious? That guy has a brother!!"
"I'm dead serious. Raoul was nice until he started drinking. Now I'm with my angel. And I want to get back to my children, and my angel." I tell her.
"Well I get off in an hour. Can you wait that long?" She asks and I nod. I sit down behind the counter and think about my angels. I can't wait to see them.
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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...
