Hello again! im putting all of my previous chapters into one big update, wee! Cheers to my newfound motivation!

So on with the next chapter!

Chapter 3: insomnia

Meg's POV:

As I ran into his bedroom in fury, I paced about the room for hours. Soon rage turned into sadness. I began to reminisce about my years in the corps de ballet. I thought about this for a long time, and then grew tired from my misery and crying. I slowly went over to the bed, and as soon as I lay my head down, I was asleep. In the middle of the night, I heard Erik's footsteps enter the room. I awoke immediately, but did not move from my position. I just opened my eyes and watched his activities. He sighed, and opened up a drawer from the chest. And drew out a blanket. He lay down on the floor and a few moment later, was off to sleep. I could tell by the way his breath patter had changed. I tried to go to sleep again, but with no luck.

Since there was nothing to do, alone in the darkness, I recollected about my childhood. It was a lonely one, but I had some good times. I began to think of my first performance, in the ballet of an opera, as a lead role. It was in Faust. I got up slowly, looking for something to drink, and walked out of the room, tonight, the door was unlocked. I suppose he forgot to lock it.

I went out into the room I thought was a kitchen, but could not find anything there to drink, then went into the main room, and began to dance the show of Faust. I could hear the music playing so vividly in my head. I lost myself in dance. Just as Erik lost himself in music. I was thinking about a lot of things while I was dancing. Mostly about my mother. I missed her so much. Because I had not been apart from her ever this long, it was hard for me to cope with this. I was calm when I began to dance. But then became more passionate about the ballet. I got much more interested in putting in feeling into the dance. Although, I would not have done this if I had known some one was watching me the whole time!

Erik's POV:

As I made my way to rest, I noticed her lying there. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping. I fell asleep rather quickly that night. I heard something move after a few minutes of escaping this world. It was Meg! She got up from bed, looked at me, and then walked out of the room. Although when she touched the handle on the door, she hesitated to turn it and find out if it was locked or not. I silently followed her into the kitchen, then the main room. She sat on the ground for several minutes, not noticing I was looking at her from behind the door. She got up, and looked around. She started to dance; it was very familiar to me that dance. Oh yes! It was from her first big character in Faust! I watched her move about the room with great ease and how gently she did each move. She then began to become more influenced by the music, I suppose, that she heard in her head. She moved with much more passion than she had several minutes ago. She was very beautiful, very, very beautiful.

She swayed this way and that, moving through the room. And all of a sudden, she collapsed, right in the middle of the floor as if in climax of the dance. Although this did not happen in Faust, it fit the play very well. She started to cry. I knew what she was thinking about. She sat there crying for several minutes. I wanted to go and comfort her, but I knew better than to let her know I was spying on her. She then got up, looked around, with her eyes red from crying, and then looked behind the door where I was.

I had to move very quickly into a dark corner of the room, and then went back to watch her. She was swimming towards the gate! It was opened slightly also!

Meg's POV: I swam as fast as I could to get to the gate, knowing that since Erik was sleeping, that would slow his reaction time completely. I was almost near the gate when I felt someone grab the around the waste and the neck. I knew it was Erik. How did he get to me so quickly? I struggled as he brought me to where I had wanted to go! The gate! I was very surprised at what he was doing. He was holding me so sternly, and yet bringing me away from this horrid place.

But then, my hopes were shattered. He had a rope and began tying me to the gate with great force. He tied me very tightly. I was dying from the pain. The water was just below my bust. And I could have walked to the gate, but that would have slowed me down. He tied both of my hands to the gate very forcefully. And my neck also. The neck was tied, so that I could breathe, but that was it. I was restricted from moving it.

Erik's POV:

She is such a fool from trying to escape. I believe she thought she could do it at night. Ha! What kind of a fool does she take me for! I backed up from her, to see her fully. She was soaked, and rather red in the face, her eyes looked worn and tired, not like before, when they were gleaming from her joy or dancing. but now, She looked so frightened. Because I am me, I had to leave her with a smart yet scary remark.

I moved closer to her, and turned so i was facing her ear. I moved some wet blonde strands away fro her ear and hissed

"you looked very good dancing my dear, perhaps if you did not have such a strong will, you could have been still dancing over there." I said almost whispering into her ear. I then said

"Now, you stay here, and I will come and think of what to do with you in the morning. Good night mademoiselle."

Meg's POV:

And with that, he left me, limp with fears and my sorrows. He strode across the bit of lake to the shore. I hated him, and everything about him. How dare he say such things to me! I was more scared then in hate. All I could think at that moment was "oh my god..." I then let my body go limp and slumped down as far as my ropes would let me. I let out a long sigh just wondering what the following day would hold for me.

Sorry this was such a short chapter. I gotta go to bed now, so later all you ppl.