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Christine stuck by Erik's side every minute of every day. Madame Giry brought her food, but she barely ever ate, Madame Giry kept saying to her, "Christine! Unless you want to wind up just like him I suggest you eat!" After that she ate a little more, but just to keep Mme. Giry happy, not herself. Not eating brought her energy down which made her sleep more and she was happier when she was asleep. When she was asleep she couldn't see Erik in such a state. And what made her feel worse is that she caused it, she made him try to kill himself. But it also made her angry, she saved his life and then he goes and tries to ruin what she saved. She sacrificed herself for Erik's life and he tried to kill himself. So what she did was nothing then, it was a waste. Erik was going to kill himself anyway. That's why he didn't fight back. Sometimes she just sometimes broke into tears, and put her head on Erik's bed beside him and cried until she couldn't cry any longer. A week later and still Erik showed no sign of getting better, so Madame Giry called the doctor again. He arrived and Madame Giry showed him to the room. He saw Christine sitting in a chair by his side. He walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Miss. I'm afraid you're going to have to leave the room."
Christine looked at him with no emotion that he started to worry for her health. "Oh please monsieur, let her stay. She is the only thing that he has to live for." Madame Giry asked the doctor.
He nodded, "Alright, but take her away from him a for a few minutes I need to examine him."
Madame Giry nodded and went over to Christine, and helped her up into her arms. Christine had a scared look on her face and looked at Erik, as is she was being taken away from him. "It's alright Christine. The doctor just needs to examine him." Madame Giry slowly led Christine away from the bed and taking her to a corner sitting in a chair in the corner. Christine sat on her lap as if she was a five year old getting comforted from her mother. Madame Giry sighed and rubbed her back, "It will be alright Christine." She told her, but really wasn't so sure of what she was saying. After all Erik was out for two weeks. IF he wanted to live he would fight this, and he wouldn't kill himself in the first place. She hated to admit it, even to herself, but Erik was dying.
About an hour later the doctor turned to Madame Giry and said, "Well he hasn't improved any, but he hasn't gotten worse." Madame Giry knew that was a lie though. Erik was slowly dying and the doctor knew, she could see it in his eyes. "You can go back to him now." Christine got up and walked back to Erik's side. Madame Giry got up and walked out with the doctor closing the door behind her so Christine wouldn't here.
"I know you didn't want to say anything in front of Christine." She told him. "But that is no excuse of lying especially if it is about someone's life."
Doctor Atarro sighed. "Alright. He;s not fighting this, he's letting himself go, It's a wonder he's not dead already." Madame Giry closed her eyes. Her friend was dying, her firned that she knew for so long was dying. And not doing anything about it. "I am so sorry. I wish I could so something to help, but it's up to him. I;ve done al I could."
The Doctor bowed his head and left. Madame Giry turned and opened the door wayching Christine whispering softly to Erik. She turned back and came face to face with her daughter. She placed her hand over hear heart, "Goodness meg, Don't scare me like that!"
"sorry Mother, but the managers are really starting to worry, They haven't see Christine in two weeks!"
"Meg! Erik is dying and all you can think about is how the managers feel!" Madame Giry was outraged by her daughters words.
She said softly. Meg gasped, "He's dying! Oh mother I didn't know. I'm sorry!"
"It's alright meg."
"How's Christine?" Meg asked.
"Why don't you see for your self." She opened the door and Meg walked in and walked over to Christine kneeling beside her. "Christine." Meg touched her hand, making Christine turned to her. As soon as Christine saw her friend she got on the floor with her and hugged her. "Oh meg." She started to sob into her shoulder. "I just don't know what to do anymore. I left him, oh how that was a mistake, but I did it for him. I don't know But I do know why, I love him. I love him. Those words rang in her head, as realization dawned on her, sure she said it to Raoul earlier, but did she really mean it? Or was it just
a ploy to get her out of there? I love him. I love him! "I love him."
"W…what?" Meg asked, not hearing her.
"I love him." She said shaking her head looking at the floor, "I love him! I love him! Dear lord Meg I love him!" Christine grabbed her friends shoulders and meg stared wide eyed at her. Christine got up off the floor and ran over to Erik and leaned down to his ear, "I love you erik, I only hope you can hear me. I love you, I love you." Christine took his hand in hers. Then she felt his finger twitch, she looked up at him hopefully. She stared at him contently, her eyes watching for any sign of movement. She got over whelmed with joy as she heard a soft moan coming from him. Her eyes filled with tears as she whispered, "erik." His eye twitched and his head moved. His eyes fluttered open and she squeaked, he looked around cluelessly. His eyes settled on her and he stared at her with no emotion in his eyes or on his face. She bit her lip and tears flowed down her cheeks. He opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again. He breathed hoarsely then whispered even more hoarsely, "you came back." Christine let out a soft sob as tears rolled down her cheeks. "of course I came back, didn't I promise I would. Why didn't you believe me?"
"I'm sorry Christine." He said softly, then a sharp pain shot through him and he winced in pain.
"Erik don't leave me." She choked out.
He moved his hand slowly over to her and placed it on top of hers. "I could never leave you." He whispered.
She broke down into tears and started sobbing, placing her head on Erik's hand. He felt his hand move under her and her face his the soft bed and she felt a hand on her head. She lifted up her head and his hand was on her face. "Please, Don't cry. I'll be alright. My angel, Please don't worry about me, I will be with you forever." He sucked in a breath as another fierce pain shot through him. He looked Christine in the eyes, before his vision became blurry. He gripped her hand, "Christine I love you…" his voice trailed out as darkness consumed him and his head turned to the other side. Christine gasped and stood up, "Erik! Erik! Speak to me Erik! Erik!" she fell to the floor sobbing uncontrollably
Meg watched her friend in horror, she swallowed and called out softly, "Mother." She backed up standing up, "Mother!" she shouted a little louder. "Mother!" this time saying it as loud as she possibly could. Madame Giry slammed the door open, "what? What is it?" she has worry all over her face. Meg pointed in Erik's direction whimpering. She looked at her daughter then at Christine on the floor shaking and crying. She ran over to her, and bent down beside her. "Christine. What's wrong?"
"He was…awake, he was talking then he lost it." She replied still shaking with tears flowing down her cheeks. Madame Giry looked at Erik on the bed and ran over to him, pulled the sheets off of him and placed her ear to his chest. She stopped breathing for a second to see if she felt any beating. She sighed in relief as she felt his heart beating. She stood up, "Christine's it's alright, he is alive." But still Christine remained on the floor sobbing. Madame Giry pulled her up and wrapped her in a hug. "Oh my dear, I know it's a rough time for us all, Erik was one of my dearest friends and over time we grew closer and he was like the son I never had. So believe me darling, I know what you're going through." Madame Giry explained to her, rubbing her back. Christine pulled back and looked at Madame Giry, "How do you handle it? Knowing that he could leave us at any minute." Christine asked her, not believing that she was standing here all calm. "It's not easy believe me, but my husband died when Meg was little and I was in the same position. Someone I cared about very dearly is on the death bed, but as you grow older you are able to control your emotions." Except for Erik, He can't handle it. He snapped, lost it beyond reason, he can't control his temper or his emotions.
"I just love him so much, and I can't bare to lose him." Christine went back to hugging Mme. Giry and cried into her chest. Madame Giry sighed, she couldn't bare to see Christine like this, She was so broken up. And what killed her even more is that Erik was dying and she was keeping it from her, she kept telling her that Erik would b e alright but that's not the truth.
After Christine calmed down a bit Madame Giry and Meg left them alone. Christine sat staring at Erik, "I thought I lost you. How could you go and scare me like that." She whispered to him. "if only you could know how much I love you, you would fight this, Erik please fight this, I can't go one with out you, I love you." She sat by his bedside the next few hours until she had to go to the bathroom. She kissed Erik on the forehead before leaving the room closing the door beside her, she asked Madame Giry to stay with him while she was gone and she agreed to. Madame Giry walked into the room and looked at Erik on the bed, he looked so harmless so vulnerable. She walked over to him andsat down in the chair Christine sat down in for many days. She reached out and started playing with his hair, as a mother would do a child. "Erik why do you have to do this to everybody, hmm? Torturing the people that love you, We do love you Erik, Christine, I, and even Meg. I'm sure if you two got to know each other you would be like brother and sister, she did look up to you when you both were little, if only you knew. But I'm afraid you'll never know now, right Erik." He did nothing. "that's what I thought." Her hand went back down to her side and she looked him over. She cocked her head when she saw something. Her eyes widened suddenly, "Oh God no."
Christine was walking down the halls back to the infirmary. She felt a lot more refreshed, after crying so hard and so much, she splashed some water on her face and felt a whole lot better. Erik gave her quite a scare before, she had never been so scared, the last time she remembered having that feeling was when her father lay dieing. That one thought made her worry, her father died, does that mean Erik will die too? She shook off the thought, 'no Erik is much stronger.' She thought. She sighed and stopped in front of the door Erik was in, She knocked, just to be polite and no one answered so she knocked again, finally she heard movement and the door opened. Madame Giry was standing there, Christine smiled at her but it disappeared when Christine saw her eyes red, her cheeks tear-stained and her hair disheveled. She furrowed her brow in confusion, "w… what's wrong?" she asked her voice shaking a little bit.
Madame Giry turned her head away and moved aside to let Christine pass. Christine looked at Madame Giry a few more seconds before realizing what exactly was going on. She gasped and ran over to Erik, she shook him a few times and then placed her ear to his chest. She broke down into sobs sprawling herself over Erik. "no, no, no, no," she kept whispering over and over. She was crying hysterically, grabbing onto Erik's bed sheets.
Madame Giry stood in the door way shaking her head, tears pouring down her cheeks, Although she and Christine really didn't want to admit it, or even couldn't face it. Erik, in infamous Phantom, The Perilous O.G. was dead.