Title: A Better Life
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Summary: A girl faces her drunken stepfather, who tries to abuse her. When she is hit by a car, she is given a second chance by being reborn in Satine, who has just died by Christian's side. ((I got this idea when my stepfather called me "incredibly hot" and then stumbled down the stairs...so this is trying to boost my spirits))
Rating: PG-13 for prostitute references. It's pretty much self- explanatory.
Disclaimer: I do not own Christian, Satine, or any other character in the Moulin Rouge. The song is "From Me To You" by the Beatles. (Hey, it fits…and I'm a big Beatles fan!)
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We arrived at a small apartment building in Paris and I could see the Eiffel Tower. I shook Christian awake. The journey was long, but the horses had such a comfortable gait that the carriage didn't bump around.
"We've reached Paris!" I said, excited.
"So we did…let's look into this apartment. Oh…I forgot to tell you, Toulouse bid you farewell when I was packing. I told him what happened, and the only way I could get him to believe it was to have him look out the window to the carriage when we were leaving," Christian said.
I laughed. Poor Toulouse, I forgot to wish him goodbye! I must remember to send him a note to make up for it.
"I hope this apartment is suitable for a lovely courtesan who's madly in love with her penniless poet," I said, laughing.
The apartment was quite large, considering the money we had to pay for it. I had to sell some of my more expensive dresses, which I didn't mind. Christian promised me to buy me more once he sold the story of our love, which had a new ending. I had to keep reminding myself that it wasn't the story of our love…it was the story of Christian and Satine's love…
After roaming the streets of Paris, I saw a big sign that said, "Welcoming all actresses! Auditions for 'La tragedie de l'amour.' (The tragedy of love.) I walked in to hold my place in the auditions and found out the story. It was about two completely opposite people who fall in love at a ball. The man, Eric, begins to become suspicious that the girl, Julia, is cheating on him. All his suspicions are false, but jealousy poisons his mind and, when he thinks he saw Julia sleeping with another man, he kills himself. Julia finds this out and ends up killing herself as well. It was a small, not very well-known play, so I knew I had a chance to get a supporting role, if not the lead.
Christian said that he would write me the best play ever and send it to a famous playhouse for me to star in. He decided that because Spectacular Spectacular only ran one day, it deserved a second chance. He would send the idea to that same playhouse that 'La tragedie de l'amour' would be performed at. I just hoped they would have me be the courtesan and Christian, the penniless sitar player. Only then would it be perfect.
"Christian…if I get the part of Julia in 'The tragedy of love,' you'll come and see me perform, right?" I knew that was a silly question to ask. Why wouldn't he come?
"Of course I'll come! Even if you get a small part will I come see my lovely Satine act!" he said, and kissed my forehead.
I laughed. He was being so kind, and I felt guilty that I couldn't do something for him. I wanted so much to give back the kindness he'd given me even before I, Victoria Summers, entered the life of a courtesan.
"What's wrong?" Christian asked, noticing my guilty look.
"I'm just guilty that you've promised me so much and have been so generous that I wish I could pay you back!" I said.
"Oh Satine…Victoria…you don't have to pay me back! I do all these things because I love you. When I see an opportunity to make you happy, I take that opportunity! You'll understand when you are faced with such an opportunity," Christian said.
Christian
If there's anything that you want,
If there's anything I can do,
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
I've got everything that you want,
Like a heart that's oh, so true.
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
Satine
I got arms that long to hold you
And keep you by my side.
I got lips that long to kiss you
And keep you satisfied, oooh.
Both
From me, to you.
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
When the song ended, and I realized what song we both sang, tears came to my eyes. I longed to be back where I used to be. I missed the 21st century, but above all I missed my mom. I just hoped my stepfather didn't get to her after he got to me!
"What now, my diamond?" Christian asked, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"I miss my old life…but don't worry…being here with you is great! But I miss being Victoria…" I said.
"I understand…I miss being with the Bohemians! We will deal with this by helping each other. It will get better, I promise," Christian said, and I believed him. But what we were about to go through would be the hardest years in our lives.
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Summary: A girl faces her drunken stepfather, who tries to abuse her. When she is hit by a car, she is given a second chance by being reborn in Satine, who has just died by Christian's side. ((I got this idea when my stepfather called me "incredibly hot" and then stumbled down the stairs...so this is trying to boost my spirits))
Rating: PG-13 for prostitute references. It's pretty much self- explanatory.
Disclaimer: I do not own Christian, Satine, or any other character in the Moulin Rouge. The song is "From Me To You" by the Beatles. (Hey, it fits…and I'm a big Beatles fan!)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
We arrived at a small apartment building in Paris and I could see the Eiffel Tower. I shook Christian awake. The journey was long, but the horses had such a comfortable gait that the carriage didn't bump around.
"We've reached Paris!" I said, excited.
"So we did…let's look into this apartment. Oh…I forgot to tell you, Toulouse bid you farewell when I was packing. I told him what happened, and the only way I could get him to believe it was to have him look out the window to the carriage when we were leaving," Christian said.
I laughed. Poor Toulouse, I forgot to wish him goodbye! I must remember to send him a note to make up for it.
"I hope this apartment is suitable for a lovely courtesan who's madly in love with her penniless poet," I said, laughing.
The apartment was quite large, considering the money we had to pay for it. I had to sell some of my more expensive dresses, which I didn't mind. Christian promised me to buy me more once he sold the story of our love, which had a new ending. I had to keep reminding myself that it wasn't the story of our love…it was the story of Christian and Satine's love…
After roaming the streets of Paris, I saw a big sign that said, "Welcoming all actresses! Auditions for 'La tragedie de l'amour.' (The tragedy of love.) I walked in to hold my place in the auditions and found out the story. It was about two completely opposite people who fall in love at a ball. The man, Eric, begins to become suspicious that the girl, Julia, is cheating on him. All his suspicions are false, but jealousy poisons his mind and, when he thinks he saw Julia sleeping with another man, he kills himself. Julia finds this out and ends up killing herself as well. It was a small, not very well-known play, so I knew I had a chance to get a supporting role, if not the lead.
Christian said that he would write me the best play ever and send it to a famous playhouse for me to star in. He decided that because Spectacular Spectacular only ran one day, it deserved a second chance. He would send the idea to that same playhouse that 'La tragedie de l'amour' would be performed at. I just hoped they would have me be the courtesan and Christian, the penniless sitar player. Only then would it be perfect.
"Christian…if I get the part of Julia in 'The tragedy of love,' you'll come and see me perform, right?" I knew that was a silly question to ask. Why wouldn't he come?
"Of course I'll come! Even if you get a small part will I come see my lovely Satine act!" he said, and kissed my forehead.
I laughed. He was being so kind, and I felt guilty that I couldn't do something for him. I wanted so much to give back the kindness he'd given me even before I, Victoria Summers, entered the life of a courtesan.
"What's wrong?" Christian asked, noticing my guilty look.
"I'm just guilty that you've promised me so much and have been so generous that I wish I could pay you back!" I said.
"Oh Satine…Victoria…you don't have to pay me back! I do all these things because I love you. When I see an opportunity to make you happy, I take that opportunity! You'll understand when you are faced with such an opportunity," Christian said.
Christian
If there's anything that you want,
If there's anything I can do,
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
I've got everything that you want,
Like a heart that's oh, so true.
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
Satine
I got arms that long to hold you
And keep you by my side.
I got lips that long to kiss you
And keep you satisfied, oooh.
Both
From me, to you.
Just call on me and I'll send it along
With love from me to you.
When the song ended, and I realized what song we both sang, tears came to my eyes. I longed to be back where I used to be. I missed the 21st century, but above all I missed my mom. I just hoped my stepfather didn't get to her after he got to me!
"What now, my diamond?" Christian asked, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"I miss my old life…but don't worry…being here with you is great! But I miss being Victoria…" I said.
"I understand…I miss being with the Bohemians! We will deal with this by helping each other. It will get better, I promise," Christian said, and I believed him. But what we were about to go through would be the hardest years in our lives.