It was brought to my attention the story is rather confusing, I had meant to explain who the characters are, but I forgot, sorry. Ok, everyone has two names, sort of confusing I know, but bare with me. Each Girl has there own "real" Name, and an adopted Phantom Nickname. For narration purposes, I use there real names, so that the time of the story isn't confusing, but they call each other by their nicknames. Little Lotte is Katie, Little Jammes is Mandi, Little Meg is Meg, Madame Giry is Steph, and La Carlotta is Mandy. There are TWO characters named Mandy(i) It's not just a misspelling.

I hope that helped clear the story up, it there are any more questions, just ask.

Little Jammes

Chapter 7

After driving Meg, Mandy, and Steph home, Mandi found herself driving to the church.

"God, what am I doing?" She asked herself, before entering the large empty church. A young priest scurried past her, heading to his office. She recognized him immediately as the father her Meg had an infatuation with.

"Father Sean." Mandi called, as she hurried after him. She followed him into his tiny office, "Father Sean." He finally turned to meet her.

"I'm sorry, Ms. What is it that you want? I'm terribly busy."

"Who is Tarek?" She asked timidly, the priest's face turned pale at the mention of his name.

"How do you know him?" He squeaked out, is voice sounding like a young chorus boy.

"So you do know him, who is he? Why does he hide?" Her voice got louder, more confident with each word. Father Sean sighed, went to the door of his office, locked it, and returned back to Mandi.

"Tarek came here nine years ago, long before I was ordained, but the other priests told me about him." he looked around nervously, then continued his tale.

"The poor boy was born on the streets, just his mother and him. When he was only five, she died, although no one knew how, or why. He wandered around all alone, finding shelter in playgrounds, and under bridges, till a man decided to take him in. What Tarek thought was just human compassion turned out to be just a way to get cheep labour. The man forced him to work in the back of his auto garage, cleaning up the grease, and sorting parts. If he didn't accomplish enough in a day, the poor boy was beat, or if the man came home drunk..." Father Sean sighed, and shook his head.

"When he was thirteen, he finally mustered up the courage to run away. One of the older priests found him asleep in out of the pews, when he went to wake the boy, he jumped back, and ran. He was frightened of everyone, and did his best to stay away, but he had to come back, he had no were else to go. It took months before he would stay hidden in the corner, if some one stopped in. One day, he was there the same time this girl, about the same age as you, came in. He sat back and watched her. She was terribly upset over something, I think it had to do with her boyfriend, but through her tears she started to sing. Tarek was completely mesmerized by it, he walked up to her, and sat and talked! he comforted her. The two of them kept meeting back here, to talk, and sing. None of us knew it, but he had an astonishing voice, that he would only show to her, he had pure, natural talent. They seemed so happy, she even got him to come to mass, but that all changed." He hung his head at the terrible memory.

"How?"

"The poor girl was killed, her boyfriend crashed her car into a tree. She was killed instantly, but he survived. When Tarek heard about her death, he went mad. He killed her boyfriend, Talked him into committing suicide." A cold shiver shot down her spine.

"Talked?" Father Sean nodded his head.

"He has a persuasive voice." He said plainly. "The other priests took him in, hiding him from the world, letting him live beneath the church, in the cellar. He was just an innocent boy back then, he had no Idea what he did." He stared of into space, "He never asked for forgiveness, he never thought he did anything wrong, he thought it was justice."

"Oh, dear." Mandi buried her face into her hands. Her mind raced over how easily he took Katie, and what he was capable of.

"Why did you ask about him?" The priest asked curiously.

"He's tutoring My closest friend, and yesterday, He took her here, he just called for her, and she came. I'm worried about her. She doesn't know any thing about him, but she trusts him."

"Katie?" The priest asked, she nodded her head in agreement.

"He talks about her, when we bring supplies fro him. He's in love with her, she reminds him of her."