Chapter One

My mouth was sour, my face was oily, and an unshaven sand paper you could call my chin, lay across my face.

"Just sign these contracts agreeing that you get 15% of everything you make and you'll be on your way!" The jolly fat man with the over zealous smiles laughed.

Yeah real hilarious. All I do is sign a freaking bloody contract and it becomes joke of the day.

All right, all right. I know that was a bit over exaggerated. However I wasn't always like this.

I'm sure you all know the story of "The Tragedies of Romeo and Juliet"? Well our story went much like that as well. You know, Satine's and mine. We were two lovers, meant to go their separate ways but instead defy the laws and follow our hearts. That's right, you've heard it, two star crossed lovers…

"Is that all?" I asked not even glancing at him. There was no emotion in my voice. There hasn't been since Satine's death.

"Yes sir! For today that is. Expect your novel to be in stores this coming month. We look forward to serving you again!"

"Yeah, right." I lied and left.

6 MONTHS LATER

It was disgusting. The place was just a mere rat whole in the city most referred to as the rat's nest. Due to the filth and sin it held within its walls, it was definitely no fair Verona.

That is not where I am laying my scene. It is a small city in lovely France, within a city of which I will not speak its name. Fore I am seeking out my sister's true love, Christian Dumont. I wish to recapture her last days alive, and learn of her reasons of such an intelligent man.

I remember she promised me when she left 5 years ago, that she'd come back for me. I guess fulfilling this duty would mean she hadn't broken her promise.

So in return, I promised Lila, Satine's twin that I'd do this for her.

I checked my sheet again. "3rd floor, room 7." It read. Well this was it.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK… no one answered.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK… still no one.

I reached to knock harder and just as I did the door flew open and I ended up punching this man square in the eye.

"Bloody bastard! What did you go and do that for?" He demanded painfully. However I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry sir…" I bubbled.

"I don't find anything funny." He hissed. I straightened quickly.

"I don't suppose I can find a Christian Dumont here can I?" I asked sweetly. He winced and stalled.

"No now go away before I call the coppers on you!" He went to shut the door when I stopped the door with my body. It flew back hitting him in the forehead.

"Woman you are really beginning to irritate me!" He grabbed his forehead.

"Please tell me where I can find him." I begged.

"No." He snapped.

"Well why not?"

"Because he doesn't want to be found!"