Lonely Star
By: Brown-Eyes
Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters, not even my beloved Christian
Note- This is chapter two of Lonely Star, the alternate ending of Moulin Rouge. As promised I did use the rest of "Take A Bow" in this chapter. Thank you guys for the wonderful reviews. I have been very sick these past few days and your lovely reviews have brightened my days!
"Love? Love? Above all things, I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many splendid thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love."
Christian shook his head at the ridiculous memory. What a foolish boy he had been. To ever believe that she had loved him. He had been a fool to believe.
Christian quickened his pace though the gray streets of Montmartre shaking the thoughts to the back of his head. He needed to get out of Paris tonight. Another day in this sinful city and he would lose his grip on reality.
Christian almost made it out of Montmartre without another thought...but then he heard it. The sweet intoxicating music...the same music he had heard the first night he came to Paris...the music of The Moulin Rouge. He turned to see the bright crimson windmill in the distance, illuminating the gray sky. Just like Satine had illuminated his gray life.
At the moment Christian felt a wave of Satine pour into his being. Her scent...her face...her voice...her kiss...her love. Beckoning him. Calling him to come to the Moulin Rouge. The young poet felt his body become possessed. He felt his legs start to rush to the theater. He was rushing back to her.
"NO!" He screamed as he made his legs glue to the pavement. "No, I will not let myself be ruled by you...you wretched siren...any longer. I'm going away from you, so you can never break my heart again." He turned away from the great windmill and just stood there. The music still played. Begging him to flow it. He tried not to listen. He focused on his song...the song of his crying heart.
I've always been in love with you
I guess you've always known it's true
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Christian squared his shoulders. He was not going back. He was not going back to a woman who would never love him. He wasn't going to damn himself to that fate again.
With a stiff upper lip Christian said in a low whisper "Good-bye Satine" and walk out of the village on a hill.
Say good-bye, say good-bye
*********
Christian sat in his compartment on the train. He had made it just in time to get the 7:00pm train out of Paris. He sighed with relief. It was over...he would be free...free from Satine.
"God, why couldn't she how much I love her? That she is my world...my everything...how could she not understand that?" He muttered to himself as he stared out the window. Satine would never understand that. To her all that mattered was getting what you wanted. Love was just for fools that fall behind, and never would let herself be one of those fools, it didn't matter how much he loved her. She would never love him in return.
All the world is a stage
And everyone has their part
But how was I to know which way the story'd go
How was I to know you'd break
You'd break my heart
Christian watched from his window as the train pulled away from the station. He was leaving apart of himself in Paris. Apart of him that he would never get back. His idealistic youth. His boyhood. He was leaving one thing he loved most behind. The woman how had come into his life and changed him forever...his first love. But now it was time to let the woman he would never and could never have go. It was time to say good bye.
I've always been in love with you
Guess you've always known
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye, say good-bye
Say good-bye...
THE END
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Well that is the end of my story "Lonely Star." I have to say I am very proud of this story. It is one of my favorite stories that I have written. Even though it's sad and I torment my beloved Christian. Well hope you guys liked it. Please review! Reviews make me so happy!
By: Brown-Eyes
Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters, not even my beloved Christian
Note- This is chapter two of Lonely Star, the alternate ending of Moulin Rouge. As promised I did use the rest of "Take A Bow" in this chapter. Thank you guys for the wonderful reviews. I have been very sick these past few days and your lovely reviews have brightened my days!
"Love? Love? Above all things, I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many splendid thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love."
Christian shook his head at the ridiculous memory. What a foolish boy he had been. To ever believe that she had loved him. He had been a fool to believe.
Christian quickened his pace though the gray streets of Montmartre shaking the thoughts to the back of his head. He needed to get out of Paris tonight. Another day in this sinful city and he would lose his grip on reality.
Christian almost made it out of Montmartre without another thought...but then he heard it. The sweet intoxicating music...the same music he had heard the first night he came to Paris...the music of The Moulin Rouge. He turned to see the bright crimson windmill in the distance, illuminating the gray sky. Just like Satine had illuminated his gray life.
At the moment Christian felt a wave of Satine pour into his being. Her scent...her face...her voice...her kiss...her love. Beckoning him. Calling him to come to the Moulin Rouge. The young poet felt his body become possessed. He felt his legs start to rush to the theater. He was rushing back to her.
"NO!" He screamed as he made his legs glue to the pavement. "No, I will not let myself be ruled by you...you wretched siren...any longer. I'm going away from you, so you can never break my heart again." He turned away from the great windmill and just stood there. The music still played. Begging him to flow it. He tried not to listen. He focused on his song...the song of his crying heart.
I've always been in love with you
I guess you've always known it's true
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Christian squared his shoulders. He was not going back. He was not going back to a woman who would never love him. He wasn't going to damn himself to that fate again.
With a stiff upper lip Christian said in a low whisper "Good-bye Satine" and walk out of the village on a hill.
Say good-bye, say good-bye
*********
Christian sat in his compartment on the train. He had made it just in time to get the 7:00pm train out of Paris. He sighed with relief. It was over...he would be free...free from Satine.
"God, why couldn't she how much I love her? That she is my world...my everything...how could she not understand that?" He muttered to himself as he stared out the window. Satine would never understand that. To her all that mattered was getting what you wanted. Love was just for fools that fall behind, and never would let herself be one of those fools, it didn't matter how much he loved her. She would never love him in return.
All the world is a stage
And everyone has their part
But how was I to know which way the story'd go
How was I to know you'd break
You'd break my heart
Christian watched from his window as the train pulled away from the station. He was leaving apart of himself in Paris. Apart of him that he would never get back. His idealistic youth. His boyhood. He was leaving one thing he loved most behind. The woman how had come into his life and changed him forever...his first love. But now it was time to let the woman he would never and could never have go. It was time to say good bye.
I've always been in love with you
Guess you've always known
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye, say good-bye
Say good-bye...
THE END
*******
Well that is the end of my story "Lonely Star." I have to say I am very proud of this story. It is one of my favorite stories that I have written. Even though it's sad and I torment my beloved Christian. Well hope you guys liked it. Please review! Reviews make me so happy!