Chapter 3: Friendships grow…..and grow

A few weeks on, Meg and Erik had become closer friends than before, he would have his strange, depressive mood-swings, but other times, he was a very nice person. One night they even went out for dinner, which surprised Meg. They hadn't ever shared beds again after that night, but Meg longed for a night like that once more. Erik didn't even lock her door at night anymore, so she had her partial freedom back.

One day, Meg wasn't feeling very well, she was coming down with a fever and she was so cold but her forehead was burning, Erik got particularly worried, and slept in the chair in her room, just incase anything happened. Day by day Meg continued to get worse, she had to stay in bed all day, and she was rapidly losing weight, from her diminishing appetite. Could it be from her living down here? Erik thought to himself, he had no choice but to get her to a doctor. So one cold rainy night he scooped her up from the bed and got a horse and carriage there and back, the doctor had stated it was just a fever, that had got quite bad, because of Megs low immune system, so he gave her two medicines to take 3 times each day, both of them tasting absolutely vile, Meg would whimper each time Erik put the spoon in her mouth, followed by a glass of water, to take the taste away.

About 3 weeks later Meg was getting better quite rapidly…

Meg's POV

I HATE being ill, Erik makes me stay in bed all the time, and if I'm not in bed he's making me eat or drink, still, at least I'm getting better now, I don't have to lie in bed as much, staring at the ceiling. Although, Erik's consistent company was nice, I love getting attention from him, but every time we have a "moment" another one doesn't appear for weeks, maybe months.

Am I developing feelings for him?

No I can't be!

But I am!

I was falling in love with the man that killed my mother and best-friend, this was so wrong, but being with him felt so right.

Next chapter will be better with fluff. xD