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.
