Wow, three reviews in a few days. That surprised me  And even more that someone liked it. Also I thought I'd apologize for my mistakes in the last one, I found a rather major one. I switched tenses in it, but I'll work not to let it happen again. Okay, here's another chapter. It might be a little shorter just simply because I'm going through a bit of a rough spell now. But here we go. I own nothing!

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I felt myself sink to the floor in anger, rage but most of all sadness. Hadn't he promised me? Hadn't the man I had rescued promised me?! I shook in from the tears starting to fall down my face, and looked around wirily.

Upon hearing a slight moan, I whipped myself around and let my eyes fall on the fixed figure again. I gulped in slightly and looked at the floor boards. Wet from the tears I had shed.

I only gazed upon her sleeping form once in a while. It seemed as if the world would come to a halt, if I lost one more person I cared about.

The last relic of life I had on this earth.

I felt myself tremble as I got up, and felt Meg's eyes on me as I did. She practically begged me not to leave, but I had no choice. I simply whispered a quick "Sorry" and walked away.

I heard a knock at the door, and ran to it, hoping that maybe it was a doctor of some sort, maybe even Erik. Racing I grabbed the handle and pulled it open quickly. I was disappointed instantly, and it must have shown on my face, as Christine simply started to turn away.

"I-I'm sorry…Is this a bad time? I'll g-go…" I found myself shaking my head and pulling her in. Maybe she could give some life to her best friend, whom she had spent almost every night with as a child. I met her eyes, and I knew she knew something was wrong.

"Me-Meg…Is she…Alright? She hasn't been…And neither have you…Are you alright?" She muttered this out all so slowly, it was hard to figure out the words. But I understood them well enough. I met her eyes then dropped my gaze quickly.

"I…I am fine. Meg is…Meg has taken ill, though. And I fear for her life. Would you mind to come in, and speak? Please, I am begging you." Her eyes widened, but I could not tell from what. Did she not want to get ill as well? I was not worried about that. Erik and I had not even gotten a hint from it, so I did not fear for young Christine. Instead she looked down and said softly.

"Of course I will! Meg's my friend…Why would you think I wouldn't? Where is she?" Fumbling with words, I brought her into a room, my room, in which I had let Meg stay. I walked away, almost suddenly, when I saw her meet the gaze of her childhood friend.

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Christine's POV

I lowered myself to the bed, making sure not to bump into anything. I nearly cried out at the figure before me, much more hurt than any animal I had ever seen, let alone a human being. Doing only as I knew how to do because of my life lessons, I whispered slowly.

"You'll be alright, okay Meg? Stay alive for me and your mother. Please, just do it for us. I know it is hard…I myself have given up much. But please…" I heard her chuckle slightly, and I looked up in surprise. She was smiling at me, though weakly. I heard her voice rasp as she said things, things that I wished her not to say. But still she did.

"Do you remember your angel? The one you spoke of?" I only nodded. Yes, Erik. How could I not remember him? His dark eyes, his horrible face. I remembered every detail about him. But why in the world would that matter?

"I think I found a reason to live, Christine…I think I found my angel of music. He sang to me, told me stories of gypsies and such. He made me well…But when he left…I saw not the point, Christine. Why live, or try to fight disease when no one loves you. Why care? I know that you and mother care, but still. I have yet to kiss a man, yet for a man to love me. You have Roual, you had Erik. But who have I had? I see no point to fight of a disease if all that will live in my life is dread." She breathed in shallowly and met my gaze, almost in tears.

"I am glad though, that you came. But I think I may have found a reason to live."

I felt myself grow cold inside, and I felt a something behind me.

"My angel has returned to me."