Love will still remain

Chapter 5

Gwen's POV

I sat waiting at the organ for mister Y, or um Erik to come back with mother. When they finally came I smiled at them. Mother always loved it when I smiled, she said it was beautiful, but I rarely did. I also rarely talked, in fact I talked to Mister Y today more than I had to my mom the entire week. It's strange, I feel like I can voice my thoughts with him. I don't find it hard to speak in his presences, whereas I'm normally nervous to say something to anyone else. It's probably because he to has been shunned by society. His eyes give away that longing feeling, and I know he is longing to be excepted.

"Gwen, can you do me a favor?" Mister Y asks me and I nod. "Play for us?" He asks motioning to the organ. I nod again and begin to play. I just play whatever melody is floating around in my head, making sure not to make it to dark. I can over here them talking while I am playing. All I can make out is

"When do we tell her?" And "after the performance." Tell me what?

I finish and turn to see a look of pride in Erik's eyes. Why would he have pride? Weird...

"That was beautiful Gwen" my mom says in a voice that you would use to speak to three year olds. I loved my mother, but she could really treat me like a baby sometimes. I slightly bow my head acknowledging her compliment. I then look to Erik who is just staring at me. This is all to weird.

"I'm going to find father." I say uncomfortably. I see Mister Y, who I now know is definitely Erik, cringe when I say father. Odd. I nod once then turn and leave. After searching for him for an hour I finally give up and go to the hotel room to sketch.

Raoul's POV

I spent the day at the bar, however I only had two drinks. I was contemplating my life and all I have done. I shake my head as I remember how abusive I was to Christine and Gwen. Oh Gwen. I can't believe I torment her the way I do. She is such a beautiful intelligent girl and I all I do is reticule her. And my beautiful wife. My Christine. Her life was already bad enough being haunted by that demon. I only made it worse with my harsh words and abuse. I have to stop this. I leave the bar to go looking for the two of them but I can't find them anywhere. I decide to back to the hotel room. Tonight I would beg my Christine for forgiveness, and I would be a better father to Gwen. I open the hotel room to find Gwen drawing at the desk. She looks up and gives me a weak smile, then goes back to work. I sit down by her.

"Where's mother?" I ask. She looks up, shocked that I'm talking to her.

"Rehearsing." she says, the disbelief inevitable in her tone.

"Gwen I need to speak with you." I say. She nods and puts down her pencil, giving me her full attention. She's such a good kid. This only makes me feel worse. "I-I know I haven't been the father you need me to be and I'm so sorry for that. I swear to you I will be better. I'm going to be the father you always wanted, and always needed." I look up to find she has tears in her eyes. She runs up and embraces me. I hug her back and gently stroke her hair.

"I love you." She whispers into my chest. This causes tears to come to my own eyes.

"Oh gwen, I-i love you too." We break apart and she smiles that beautiful smile of hers. then she goes back to drawing. "What are you working on?" I ask trying to see what she is drawing. Her eyes light up with delight and she quickly shows me the drawing. My face pales and my anger boils. In her hand is a picture of a mask. Not just any mask, his mask! I should have known he was luring us here! He was trying to take my Christine!

"A-are you alright?" Gwen asks. I start to form a plan in my mind. I smiled wickedly. I would turn Gwen against him, then she would want to stay with me even if the hell spawned demon got to my Christine. Christine wouldn't bear to lose Gwen so she would be forced to stay with me! The plan was foolproof. If anything I would get to keep my daughter no matter what. I know I've been abusive but she is still mine and I'm very protective of her. If that angel of death thinks he can take my girls away from me he has another thing coming.

"We need to talk Gwen" she gives me a confused look.

"About?"

"Mister Y. He isn't who he says he is..."