CHAPTER 4!
OMG! YAY! another chapter.
I am having way to much fun writing this...:D
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Erik, muttering angrily to himself, started on the dangerous job of clearing one of the passage ways. It was dangerous because Erik wasn't exactly sure how much damage was on the other side of the collapsed tunnel. The rocks could start to fall, but this was the easiest one to move.
He would have stoped hours ago, if he wasn't fueled by his frustration. Erik absolutly loathed the feeling of being caged, and this was even worse being a cage of his own making. Also being trapped inside his cage with a young, beautiful, overwhelmingly innocent girl.
Slowly, he edged a rock from its perch, silently cursing himself as he did it. The rock came out easily, and Erik breathed out a sigh. So far nothing had gonw wrong, all he could do was hope.
Suddonly, as if just to spite him, a tumble of rocks started to fall. Erik jumped back, narrowly missing being smashed, but he did not go unscathed. A rock smashed by his leg, scrapping off some skin and cutting a deep gash along it.
Back pressed against the wall, Erik stood panting, He could feel the thick, warm blood gushing down his leg. It was a painful, but he felt sure he could handle it. Testing his wait on the leg, he grimaced. Making it back would be interesting.
Leaning against the wall for supportm he started his long walk back to his lair.
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Meg was starting to worry, He had been gone for quite awhile. Though he never said when exactly he would be back, she thought long before now. What bothered Meg the most, was how anxious she was. Every few minutes she would glance at the entrance, as if willing him to walk through.
She felt lonely, and his lair seemed so much darker without his music filling up the space. Being traped down here seemed so much more frightening without his deep voice to sooth away her worries. She hadn't realized how attached she had become, untill he had gone. Now she was close to panicking.
Fiddleing with the hem of her shirt, Meg frowned, She felt as if something were wrong. Megs overactive imagination skipped ahead to all the bad things that could have happened. he could be dead, or hurt, or lost, or left her all alone.
Deep down Meg knew all these things were silly. Erik was to careful to die, If he was hurt he could handle it, Erik wouldn't get lost in his own home, and he wouldn't leave his home behind. Even though Meg knew those thoughts were silly, she still worried.
She then heard the footsteps echoing from the entrance. Each step was slightly off rythme, Meg imediatly knew something was wrong. When Erik turned the corner into the room, she stifled a gasp.
A trail of blood had soaked through eriks pants, leaking onto the floor. His face was paler, and he was panting slightly. She had never seen him look so week, so exasted. And it terrified her.
"Erik!"
Meg ran forward, throughing her arms around him just as he started to sway. His arms went around her waist to keep balance, and they found themselfs inches away from eachother. "You're hurt", Meg accused, more worried then she had ever been.
Eriks eyes seemed to soften, he leaned his head down, snuggeling it into the crook of her neck. "So dizzy", Even though the words came out clearly, it took Meg a moment to understand since she was distracted. Eriks breath fanned across the delicate skin on her neck, her pulse quickened.
"Lets get you to bed", She said soothingly, helping him walk towards his bedroom. Once there, she helped him lay softly down on the bed. Meg side, kneeling down to do what she had to do. Hopefully Erik was to delerious to make a fuss.
Meg slowly started to remove his pants, Erik made no sound except a small whimper when the fabric brushed against raw skin. Meg sucked in a breath when she saw the gash, it already looked infected. That wasn't good.
Jumping up Meg sought out supplies. She would help Erik get better. She had to. She couldn't survive down here alone, She couldn't escape without him. She would go insane being alone down here.
Yet that wasn't why she was panicked. That wasn't why she ran towards Eriks shelfs, despretely looking for anything that could help. At the moment it seemed only one thought could get through her head, and she repeated it over and over.
Please don't die on me Erik, I need you, I need you, I love you.
Somewere in the back of her mind a voice laughed quitely.
finally, it whispered.
Please don't die on me Erik, I need you, I need you, I love you.
Please don't die on me Erik, I need you, I need you, I love you.
I need you.
I Love you.
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The chapter is short I know! I apologize.
I just really wanted to post tonight.
Poor Meg, will she be able to help him? and what will she do about this new realization?
..... *shrug*
R&R!!!