Chapter 9: I Would Dream about Us

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Christine's pov

Oh my God. I'm pregnant. Which is a good thing now I only have to pray that it's a boy. Then Erik can live. I know I sound stupid but what can I do?

I'm not as strong as he is.

I know that when this baby comes it has to live with me because no one in the world can know who the mother is. Me. The baby will live with us, I just wonder if Erik can handle it? And Gustave? I know it will be very awkward at first but we'll be fine. We all just have to get use to it. That's all. Erik and I have'nt really talked mutch since that night. He is avoiding me in every way possible. Our day is like this:

I stay in the house all day and Erik goes to the opera and when he comes home he hides in the music room. And at dinner Gustave is the only one talking and we try to reply but I think Gustave can see were not paying mutch attention. I try to, I put on a smile for him of course since he is my only happiness these day's. It's like I'm back in those ten years living with Raoul. It's like I'm going back to the past.

The night was very dark, not one single star in the sky. I was taking away my make up when Erik came in. He can't even look me in the eyes anymore. I know he drinks but never as mutch as Raoul did though. He took of his clothes at let his underwear be since we are not making love to night. If that will ever happen again....

I took down my hair and let it fall to my back. I blew out the candle by my table and got under the covers. Erik sat up in bed crossing his muscular arms. A silence came upon us which I could'nt bare anymore. So I decided to tell him, letting everything out.

"I can't do this anymore" I told him, trying to have some contact but he did'nt even move. "Erik, I'm pregnant" he sighted and closed his eyes. "Please say something, Erik I love you and I know this is hard but please..." Erik cut me off by pulling his hand over my mouth.

"That thing was supposed to be my child! We were planing on having another, remember? If you have this bastard I want a divorce. I can't see this child grow up in my house and in my life until I die."

Erik told me. I took away his hand and got out of bed and started crying. "Erik I did this for you can't you see that!" I stood by the window now looking out. "Fine! Give birth to your bastard then!" He yell' d at me. I got angry now. I turned my head and faced him in the darkness. "My child is not a bastard and besides your forgetting something!" I spit at him.

"Oh what?" He said angrily.

"Gustave!!"

Erik rolled his eyes. "That is not the same! He was consived in love not rape! Unless you wanted it to happen?" I slapped him. I could'nt take it anymore.

"How dare you! I LOVE YOU that night I only thought about you!!"

"Enough!" He screamed at me.

"This marriage has come to an end, maybe we are not meant to be after all" he tried to walk away but I pulled his arm up against me.

"No! We can't get a divorce not now while I'm pregnant people will get suspicious my career will be ruined!" I cried at him trying to hold him in a warm embrace. I wanted to mutch to feel his arms around me again.

"I started your career, I can ruin it. Don't you know that I can drag you down as quickly as I raised you! We put on his clothes again quickly and went to the door. "If you leave this house you are not sleeping here tonight!" I wispererd angry at him. He turned around and looked at me like he did't care.

"I'll just take my case...I love you" he said and walked out on me. At least he still loves me. For now.

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