-The Original First Chapter-
A/N- Okay, this is what I originally had for the beginning of the fic. I got rid of it because it seemed way too cheesy for me (so I'm unsure why I kept the rest of the fic...) plus I'm not too fond of 1st person fics. And, I prefer Christian when he's darker and in more control... :P (That sounds wrong i know...)
Disclaimer- The Moulin Rouge is not mine -...- but the genius' Baz Luhrmann... Actually, apart from the story I own nothing... apart from one mad rabbit. (haha)
Never knew I could feel like this...
There she is, on the stage; spectacular in every way... though I feel nothing, nothing but this cold cruel emptiness inside me, eating away at me, making me feel more incomplete at every passing second.
She is nothing.
Love is nothing.
Just a cruel game.
It's like I've never seen the sky before,
Want to vanish inside your kiss...
Yet for some reason I stop again, I can hear the pain and loss in her voice echoing around the hall. It seems so, so... it doesn't matter now; I was a fool to believe.
It all ends today; yes, it all ends today.
Every day I'm loving you more and more,
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?
I'm stopping, but I don't know why. I look at her eyes, her perfect deep blue eyes, eyes that draw me closer to her, though every fibre in my being is screaming at me to stop and turn.
Come back to me and Forgive Everything!
... Seasons may change, winter to spring,
I Love You...
'Til the end of time...
I know what to do now, my mind is clear, empty of her poison. She is looking at me expectantly, God, It's so frustrating! She's so used to getting her own way, and just like a puppy I followed her every command. Turning I reach forward and slam the door. I can hear it echoing throughout the hall, and I allow my self a grim smile.
A/N- So, this is what I first had... Which do you prefer? Personally I prefer the darker Christian, meh! Please tell me in your review! Hint hint, nudge nudge