When I opened my eyes again, three days had past. Carissa had taken care of me the whole time with a little assistance from Nadir. I was feeling better but I was still too weak to get out of bed. The thought of myself as an invalid infuriated me. And I was subsequently taking my frustration out on Carissa. Heaven knows why that woman stayed by my side after all I put her through. She was constantly bombarded with my harsh words and criticisms.
One day my mood was even blacker than usual and the thin thread that was holding Carissa's patients snapped.

"I don't know why I bother with you." she screamed, " How can you let one person destroy you so completely?"

"You would not understand." I snapped at her, "You have no idea what a broken heart feels like."

With those hurtful words she got up and when toward the bedroom door. Before she left she turned towards me and looked deep into my eyes.

"You're wrong Erik. I know what a broken heart feels like; you broke my heart when you left Persia without saying goodbye. The difference is I didn't let it destroy me." she said as she shut the door harshly.

I was unnerved by her words but what disturbed me the most was the look of pain in her eyes. I had caused that pain just as Christine had caused me pain. But Carissa stayed with me. She did not push me away or hide from me, like I did with Christine. Maybe she was stronger for staying or maybe she loved me more than I thought. Either way she was my friend and I had repaid her kindness with hatefulness. I now had to find a way to make it up to her.

~I know a rather short chapter but my muse has been very evasive lately. Please read and review.

Thanks to Scented Mask, Teena, and Blind Mieko for reviewing.