Title: The Day When Dreaming Ended
By Mountain Dew Lizz
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters
Summary: Satine's thoughts as she told Christian she didn't love him, and then his thoughts afterwards
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"Go to the boy. Tell him you don't love him." Ziddler told me. And like a fool, I thought it was the best thing to do. I thought I had to do it, but I knew in my heart it was the wrong thing to go. "You're the only one who can save him," he said. I knew it was true. I was the only one who could save him. Why did I have to do it, though?
The show had to go on. "I'll top the bill, I'll earn the kill, I have to find the will to carry on with the show," my voice sang. I had to carry on with the show. It would be the last thing I would have after I let him go. The show. Even though it was a simple thing, not really important, or not nearly as important as Christian and my love, but it seems so important now. Why? Why does it?
And so, I pick up whatever is left of my pride and go to tell Christian I don't love him.
"The truth is I am the Hindu Courtesan and I choose the Maharajah." It pained me to see the pain in my lover's face as I spat out those lies. I could almost pinpoint the time where his heart split in half. I knew him. He would think it wasn't true. He would see through my lies. I knew he would. He loved me too much.
"Goodbye Christian," I told him. It was the last thing I could do. Leave him…..forever. The day dreaming ended.
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I waited most of the night. Waiting by the door for my love. "We'll leave here," I told her. She thought it wouldn't work, but I was convinced it would. But as I waited, I had doubts.
What if the Duke had done something, or said something to her? What if he had caught her, or Ziddler? I feared something had happened. I feared for the worst. I wondered if she didn't love me anymore. I didn't think it would happen, but I feared it anyway. I guess it was my silly writer imagination. I remembered out conversation not too long ago.
"Where were you last night?"
"I told you, I was sick."
Could she be sick now? Could she really? That would not be a good time to be sick. I wondered and waited, scared for her life.
And then the love of my life came walking into my door. I thought everything would be alright….until I noticed what she was wearing and the lack of luggage. My heart panged at the moment.
She told me she had to leave me. That she didn't love me. That she chose the Duke. I saw right through it, though.
"Tell me the truth!" I screamed at her. "Tell me the truth!" You could say I was hysterical, but can you really blame me?
I died the moment that she left me. It was the day my dreaming ended.
By Mountain Dew Lizz
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters
Summary: Satine's thoughts as she told Christian she didn't love him, and then his thoughts afterwards
.:'`*`':.:'`*`':.:'`*`':.:'`*`':.:'`*`':.
"Go to the boy. Tell him you don't love him." Ziddler told me. And like a fool, I thought it was the best thing to do. I thought I had to do it, but I knew in my heart it was the wrong thing to go. "You're the only one who can save him," he said. I knew it was true. I was the only one who could save him. Why did I have to do it, though?
The show had to go on. "I'll top the bill, I'll earn the kill, I have to find the will to carry on with the show," my voice sang. I had to carry on with the show. It would be the last thing I would have after I let him go. The show. Even though it was a simple thing, not really important, or not nearly as important as Christian and my love, but it seems so important now. Why? Why does it?
And so, I pick up whatever is left of my pride and go to tell Christian I don't love him.
"The truth is I am the Hindu Courtesan and I choose the Maharajah." It pained me to see the pain in my lover's face as I spat out those lies. I could almost pinpoint the time where his heart split in half. I knew him. He would think it wasn't true. He would see through my lies. I knew he would. He loved me too much.
"Goodbye Christian," I told him. It was the last thing I could do. Leave him…..forever. The day dreaming ended.
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I waited most of the night. Waiting by the door for my love. "We'll leave here," I told her. She thought it wouldn't work, but I was convinced it would. But as I waited, I had doubts.
What if the Duke had done something, or said something to her? What if he had caught her, or Ziddler? I feared something had happened. I feared for the worst. I wondered if she didn't love me anymore. I didn't think it would happen, but I feared it anyway. I guess it was my silly writer imagination. I remembered out conversation not too long ago.
"Where were you last night?"
"I told you, I was sick."
Could she be sick now? Could she really? That would not be a good time to be sick. I wondered and waited, scared for her life.
And then the love of my life came walking into my door. I thought everything would be alright….until I noticed what she was wearing and the lack of luggage. My heart panged at the moment.
She told me she had to leave me. That she didn't love me. That she chose the Duke. I saw right through it, though.
"Tell me the truth!" I screamed at her. "Tell me the truth!" You could say I was hysterical, but can you really blame me?
I died the moment that she left me. It was the day my dreaming ended.