Chapter 4:

That night Meg had a wonderful dream. She dreamt that she was in a field dancing away as the sun shined above. As her leg reached up a male handheld it. Meg looked over to find Erik looking at her. She looked to find she no longer wore her ballet outfit and was now naked.

"My sweetheart," Erik breathed in her ear.

Erik started to dance with her. He naked body touching hers as they danced. He smiled at her as they danced. Erik wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her in.

"Touch me Meg," he said kissing her hand.

She smiled as her hand started to lower. Just before she touched his cock she woke up feeling the blanket beside her cupping it in her hand. She gave a frustrated sigh. She thought about the dream thinking about Erik's body. She bit her lip and looked between the curtain to see it was still dark out. Erik was drunk passed out and her mother was on the opposite side of the mansion. She placed her ear on the wall hearing nothing.

"No one will ever know," she whispered to herself.

She thought of her dream again as her hand slid in the slit between her legs. She massaged it making her bit her lip. She pictured his thick cock sliding in and out of her and her fingers work. She tried to be quiet as she moaned his name. She pictures his strong body over hers. It felt good, but she knew his cock would feel even better. She finished herself making her able to finally asleep.

Erik started to have a bad dream as the fog rolled in again. He wasn't sure what would come from it. Would it be another enemy or old ally that no longer cares for him. Madam Giry formed.

"How lazy can you be," she screamed.

"I am trying," Eric said.

"Hurry so we don't have to deal with you," she said. "You only need to write one opera and we will be done with you. Then who cares what happens to you".

"No one will care what will happen to me," Erik said.

He looked down at his wrists. They started to peel apart allowing blood to bubble and spill out. He looked up to see Madam Giry gone. Erik screamed as he started to cry.

The fog formed a female hand that held his cut wrists. The other hand waved over his wrists fixing them. Erik looked up seeing Meg smiling at him. She kissed his masked cheek. She wore only her night dress as she started to lay on top of him smiling. He smiled back at her as her bare leg kicked up behind her back in a playful way.

"Oh, Erik," she moaned.

Erik kissed her. He kissed down her neck making her call his name again. He kissed her mouth again. He dreamt kissing her till he woke up. He found his cock half hard. He told himself it would never happen, but he smiled thinking of his dream. Finally, a good dream.

The next day Erik played peacefully on his piano. He was embarrassed by last night but decided to try to forget about it. He might have acted different if he remembered what he said just before he fell asleep. Meg nearly hopped in the room. She looked beautiful in her leotard. Erik stopped as he watched her.

"Play that song again," she nearly begged. "I made up the dance for it".

Erik started to play allowing Meg to gracefully dance. She was graceful as she moved around the room. If Erik hasn't written and played the song so many times he would have messed it up badly. His eyes never left her dancing form. As the song ended Meg stood looking at him with a victorious smile.

"What do you think," Meg asked.

"Beautiful," Erik breathed out. "… The dance was beautiful".

"Thank you," Meg smiled.

Erik walked up to her. She was so excited how far the opera has come along and how much he liked her dance she hugged him. She laid her head on his chest hearing his speeding heart. As she pulled away they looked at each other.

"Erik," Madam Giry walked in. "What is going on here?"

"Mother, I made a dance. Erik's loves it," Meg said turning towards her mother.

"That is lovely dear, but we are summoned," she said.

"Where," Erik asked.

"To the opera house," she smirked.

The three road in the carriage in silence. Erik did not wish to do, but Madam Giry said he wanted all of them to go. Meg sat next to her mother watching out the window. Eric tried not to watch her, but finding it difficult moving his eyes away when he could feel Madam Giry's eyes on him.

The opera house was finished, but the scenery and costumes for the play was still being made. Erik was relieved to be almost finished. They walked in to find Mr. Maxwing.

"Madam Giry," he said kissing her hand.

Erik and Meg exchanged glances. Mr. Maxwing quickly jumped saying hello to them.

"Come, I got the perfect diva to play your lead," he said.

They walked into the divas room. They froze as Christine turned towards them. She looked just as surprised. Meg forced back tears as she turned towards Erik who never stopped looking at Christine. Madam Giry bit her lip making it nearly bleed.

"It looks like you all know each other," Mr. Maxwing said.

"You can say that," Raoul said pulling Christine towards him.

Raoul and Erik exchanged sneers. Christine looked at the two women. Madam Giry stood tall and confident as she always did. Meg looked weak and pale. Christine looked at Erik as if she was waiting for him the react to something.

"Well, you all will be working together not," Mr. Maxwing stated.

"Splendid," Erik said. "Let us get to work, Christine".

Meg's hart felt heavy as he said Christine's name. Christine smiled gently.

"We will make beautiful music together," Christine stated.

"And maybe hearing you will help me finish it," Erik said.

Meg walked away out of the room. Madam Giry bowed saying her and Meg had to leave to introduce themselves to the dancers.

"Meg does get excited about things," Christine said.

Raoul was not happy about Erik being there. Meg introduced herself to the dancers and told them to get changed. Raoul walked up to her.

"I can't believe you are working with that," Raoul said.

"Who," Meg asked.

"The monster who kidnapped my wife," Raoul answered.

"Erik is a good guy now," Meg said.

"I do not like it," he said.

"I can see that," Meg said.

"Who knows what that monster is doing," Raoul said.

"Why don't you go and see," Meg said.

"They won't allow me to be there," Raoul sneered.

Meg held her chest at that statement.

"Who knows, he might be tricking her to leave me for him," Raoul said. "I am ready to break down the door. I trust my wife, but he tricked her before. He might trick her into… into".

Meg could feel tears running down the side of her cheek. She looked away not wanting Raoul to see. She was worried if he saw he would be sure to say something about it.

"I bet… he is trying to," Raoul sneered.

He stomped away towards the practice room Erik and Christine were in. Meg kept telling herself it wasn't true. The more she tried to tell herself that the more she imagined them together. She held her hands to her face picturing Christine in Erik's lap kissing.

"Raoul," Christine yelled. "You ruined the song".

"I just," Raoul tried to explain.

"Just leave us alone," she shouted.

Meg's heart hurt when she heard that. For days Erik and Christine would be locked away as they practiced her songs. Meg got more and more angry as they spent more and more time together. She didn't even have Erik at home anymore as Erik would spend late nights working. She even found them laughing together.

"I won't back down this time," she said with a tear running down her cheek as she played with something in her sleeve's wrist.