The Lady Or the Beauty

Journey On

Christine POV

 

I screamed and screamed. How could I lose the child? I suddenly felt strong arms hold me.

“Calm down Christine! It was just a bad dream.”

“I-I lost our child!”I sob into his arms. Erik looks confused.

“What are you talking about?” I am shaking.

“The-the child.”

“Christine, you were never pregnant…”

“No-no it was so real.”

“Christine look at me. It was a nightmare.”

I take in my surroundings. I realize that both Erik and I are naked in bed. It is nighttime. It was all a dream. I am sad and relieved. I did want a child, I did not want to lose it. I can’t stop shaking though. There is suddenly the sound of footsteps running down the hall to our room. Erik gets out of bed and wraps me in the blanket as the door swings open. It’s Nadir and Meg. Luckily Erik grabs a pillows in time and covers his naughty-bits. They are both breathless.

“Is-is every-everything alright?” Nadir gasps out.

“Yes. Sorry to have waken you. Christine had a nightmare.” While Erik is talking, Meg raises a questionable eyebrow at me.

“Oh, I just wanted to mak-” Nadir starts to say when we hear the front door crash open.

“She’s here. I know it!” A voice yells. It’s Raoul’s. We all gasp. Erik is quick with what we are to do.

“Nadir, take care of Meg. I’ve got Christine.” Nadir quickly hurries out with Meg. Erik quickly gets me into a dress and himself into pants and shirt. He quickly stuffs a few precious objects in the room in a bag and just before he rushes me out I remember the photo of my parents, Erik, and I. I quickly grab it and we race out the back door. Luckily there is a coach waiting for us.

“To the boat launch.” Erik tells the driver. We race through the night to the boat dock. The ship is huge.

“Erik. Where are we going?” I stutter in fear.

“America.” I feel my heart breaking. I probably would never come back here again. I would never get to see my father’s grave again or the opera house. I burst out sobbing. Erik doesn’t say anything but just takes me in his arms and holds me close as we enter the ship. We are first class. It is like we are on a mansion on a boat. I manage to catch the name of the ship from a person near by us. We are heading to America on the Titanic.