Sorry that I haven't updated. Did this in free time during class then forgot it at school.
Erik's eyes widened and, for a second, he forgot about everything. His hand entangled in her hair, as his other hand cradled her hips. Erik kissed Christine until he was pulled out of his dream-like state by a slamming door.
When Erik opened the door, Meg had slipped into her dress. When she looked up to see Erik and Christine kissing, she felt her heart shatter into microscopic pieces. It wasn't even half a day since they professed their love. And now he was kissing her best friend.
She dashed out of the room. Their was a commotion for a few seconds, coming from the room. Meg had made it down the extremely long hall, and was at the top of the tall staircase when she heard Erik come out of the room in his pants, white shirt, and boots. He turned his head towards her and the second he spotted her, he called out her name and chased after her.
Meg burst out of the hotel and into the streets. Her legs were carrying her as fast as they would take her. She turned a corner and in front of her was a beautiful all black horse, already with a saddle.
Nobody was around since it was so early in the morning. Meg lifted herself onto the horse faster than lightening. A mist had formed all around her and on the streets. She galloped away from Erik, back to Paris.
Just before Meg left his view he fell to his knees and screamed, filled with pain and utter devastation.
"NO! PLEASE MEG! MY MEG!"
