What Happened to Carlotta?

Chappy 1

A warm place

I stormed out of the opera house and signaled to a carriage. The rain belted

down on me and I'm sure my make- up was terribly smudged. I climbed into the

seat miserable and wet.

The carriage rattled about in the small Parisian streets. I was going no where,

my life, my career was going no where. The phantom was gratefully gone and

Daée died in a carriage crash. Yet her lover Vicompte, (Raoul) was there to

remain for a while yet.

I curled up to the carriage post and cried. Piangi, Ubaldo, he was gone. The

carriage suddenly stopped and some one got on. I felt the carriage sway then

start rolling down the streets.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around to come face to face with

Raoul. I turned away and cried even more. " Carlotta?" Raoul asked turning me

around again and looking at me.

"WHAT!" I asked coldly. He produced a small white handkerchief and

handed it to me. I snatched it and wiped my eyes. He looked at me thoughtfully

and smiled. He noticed I was crying and questioned me.

"Whats wrong?"

"Nothing" I replied, my Italian accent ringing loudly.

"Piangi" He said slowly

"Daée" I said casually. He winced, I suddenly felt nauseous. He noticed this

and quickly told the carriage driver something. He then proceeded to take off the

wig I was wearing, soaked, and then cut off the costume I was wearing.

Underneath I had a corset and peasant skirt.

"WHAT are you doing" I shrieked

"You're wet, cold and need a place to stay" he objected matter – of – factly.

I shook my head and looked away. He lifted my chin and looked straight into my

eyes.

I, Carlotta melted into his eyes. I am big- headed. And I am stubborn. I

don't fall in love (except Piangi) I don't melt. I looked away snottily and shoved

over away from Raoul, the carriage stopped and Raoul took my arm.