Chapter Four: A Little Hint of Trust
Meg awoke hours later lying on the cold stone floor. Her wrists hurt terribly but she still pushed her way up into a sitting position. She looked down at her wrists and saw bruises from where the Phantom held them. Remembering the Phantom, she looked around the room and was surprised to see that she was the only one in the room. She stood up and began to examine more of her surroundings. There were no windows and no other doors than the one she tried to escape through. She thought of trying to escape again but remembered how angry the Phantom was with her the night before. Even if she did escape he would eventually find her and kill her. So she decided to stay where she was and wait for him. Then another thought passed through her mind. What if he was never coming back? Was he going to leave her here to die? She was panic stricken. Tears of fear fell down her pale cheeks and onto the stone floor leaving little wet puddles. She sat down and tried to calm herself down but nothing worked and she eventually fell asleep with a worried mind.
The Phantom walked in several minutes after she had fallen asleep. He noticed that she had been awake for she was in a different spot then before. He was surprised that she did not try to escape. He walked over to her and gently tried to nudge her awake. It took a few moments for her to regain her senses. When she did she wondered what had wakened her. She opened her eyes and saw a man standing over her. Realizing it was the Phantom she quickly jumped up and wrapped her arms around his waist. He was taken aback and stiffened at her touch. He did not make any attempt to respond the action. He looked down at her and noticed that her face had tear streaks.
"Why were you crying?" he asked coolly.
"I thought you left me here and I panicked," she said looking up at him. He was starring at her with a face filled with confusion. She then noticed what she was doing and quickly let go and stepped away from him. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking," she whispered.
He stared at her for a moment before saying, "Come. We are leaving and going back to the lair." He took out a piece of rope and walked towards Meg. She backed away from him with wide eyes. "I'm only doing this so you won't try and run away from me," he said reaching out and grabbing one of her wrists.
"Please don't do this, Monsieur. Trust me, I won't run away from you," she said taking her wrist away. He glared at her not sure to trust her or to trust himself.
"How do I know that you won't run away?"
"I didn't try to escape when you weren't here, now did I," she said with hands on her hips. If she is supposed to spend the rest of her life with this man he is going to have to learn to trust her word.
"Fine. If you do try to escape, though, there will be a great deal to pay."
"I understand, Monsieur."
He put the rope away and went to the door. "Come along, Meg." Meg walked over to him and he unlocked the door and they both descended into the dark passage ways of the Phantoms home. While they walked, Meg wondered why he had used her real name.
Sorry this chap. is so short. I promise the next one to be longer cuz I already know what I'm gonna do. Okay…please review and thanks to all those that did! I really appreciate it.