Chapter 6

When Mewsette awoke, she was lying on the carpeted ground of her dressing room while some one pressed an icy to her forehead. She was supported by her director supported arm as he poured water down her ivory arms. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared up at him weakly.

"What happened?" she whispered. He looked down at her and smiled as a frown went across her adorable face. How good it was to see those lovely brown eyes once again.

"I was introducing you to Tony, the phantom, and you just collapsed. I assuming you were either very disappointed or your corset is far too tight," he said. She laughed softly and looked ahead at the door.

"All these silly costumes," she murmured, slowly sitting up. She unfortunately was too weak and fell back down to the floor. The director caught before she hit her head. He brushed her brown curly hair from her face.

"Don't get up so fast Mewsette. Here let me help you," he said. He took her long arm and wrapped it around his shoulder and slowly stood up with her. She moaned and grunted as she was pulled to a standing position.

"Thank you, I-I think I can stand on mine own now," she said hoarsely. She dropped her arm from his neck but he insisted on keeping his arm securely around her waist.

"Here, let me just walk you out to your car. Are you still up for dinner tonight?" he asked guiding her towards the door. She brought her hand to her forehead and wiped the sweat from it.

How embarrassing, she thought. I pass out cold in front of him but he still wants to date me, I wonder if he knows I am not legal?

Mewsette said that she would be fine and allowed him to walk her to her car. She slowly positioned herself in the car for it was hard to sit down in a corset. She let out short breaths before smiling weakly and closing the door.

"Are sure I can't give you a ride, Mademoiselle," he begged. She shook her head and rolled up the window. She had a lot of things to sort out.

"No Monsieur, I am quite fine. Goodbye," she said and with that she inserted the keys in the ignition and drove off.

When she finally reached her house, Mewsette was exhausted. She dragged herself up her stairs and onto her bed. She laid there for a moment wondering to her self if she had gone insane. Suddenly she felt a pain in her neck and reached up and touched it.

"Ouch," she gasped. She pulled herself from her bed and glanced in the mirror and discovered a large bruise on her neck from where the mysterious cloaked like figure touched her.