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 belongs to me as I wrote it. Hehe don't you love my songwriting skills??
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I laughed as we strolled down the streets of Paris. So many people "tsk- ed" when they saw me walk past in my courtesan dress and Christian wearing his usual old clothing. I found the building where the auditions were taking place, and waltzed inside, Christian following me. He made his final touch-ups and decided it was time to hand the script to someone who would allow for it to be produced. He couldn't wait to see whether there were people out there who liked his writing.
"Hello, I am auditioning for the part of Julia," I said, leaning over one of the casting committee to show my cleavage.
"Alright…here's a script, please get on stage. I shall read the part of Eric. Start on page 5. We'll tell you when to stop," one of casters, a young man, started acting.
I projected as much as I could and made sure my acting was at my full potential. I was very happy with my performance, but I tried to look calm and cool afterwards.
"Very nice work, Satine," the same man said, looking over a sheet I had filled out before entering the theatre. "And tell Christian that we will look over his script and think about producing Spectacular Spectacular. If that does happen, we'll be sure to have you audition!"
That made me insanely happy. Someone actually complimented my acting by saying they'd have me audition again! I just hoped that I got a part in 'The Tragedy of Love.'
Meanwhile, Christian was waiting outside. He walked up to me and kissed me in front of the others waiting to audition. "How did it go?"
"It went very well! I think I may have some part. And there is a chance they'll produce your play! If that does happen, I might get the part of the courtesan!" I was very excited, and I wished I could gloat in front of all my friends who said I was a terrible actress. I supposed the pretty face helped.
We walked back to our apartment and I fell onto the bed, exhausted. I laughed when Christian was about to fall on top of me, and cuddle with me, but he had remembered something.
"I better go out and get some food. I forgot that I didn't bring any from Monmarte. I wouldn't want my actress to starve!" Christian walked out of the apartment, and five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Thinking he was Christian, I eagerly pulled it open to see what he forgot. Unfortunately, behind that door was a strong, ugly man, even uglier than the Duke! He grabbed my arm and shut the door. He was so strong that I couldn't get out of his grip. He began to undress me and I tried to kick and scream, but he had his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my leg. I cried for ten minutes, until the owner of the apartment building opened the door with his key and knocked the man out.
"Thank you, you saved my life…and my embarrassment!" I said, hugging him.
"Don't mention it. I just like to keep my tenants happy," the man said, dragging the man out of our apartment and closing the door behind him, shaking his head as he did so.
Why does life have to be so hard?
Why do men have to leave me scarred?
Why must my beauty shine like the sun?
I just want my love to be won!
What must I do to get my wish?
I will swim through rivers like a fish!
But just let me be ugly for one day
So men won't try to pay
Me for my play.
Chorus
My life is coming to an end
Now that I've lost my sanity
I hope that my heart can mend
After this cruel vanity!
"Oh Christian…" I said after singing. "Why did you have to leave me for just a moment?"
Christian walked in the door, and seeing me half naked, threw the groceries on a table and quickly swept me off my feet and into the dressing room. He helped me put on a new dress he'd bought with money he shouldn't have spent. He wiped up my tears and already the song I sang was lost in the air.
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 belongs to me as I wrote it. Hehe don't you love my songwriting skills??
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I laughed as we strolled down the streets of Paris. So many people "tsk- ed" when they saw me walk past in my courtesan dress and Christian wearing his usual old clothing. I found the building where the auditions were taking place, and waltzed inside, Christian following me. He made his final touch-ups and decided it was time to hand the script to someone who would allow for it to be produced. He couldn't wait to see whether there were people out there who liked his writing.
"Hello, I am auditioning for the part of Julia," I said, leaning over one of the casting committee to show my cleavage.
"Alright…here's a script, please get on stage. I shall read the part of Eric. Start on page 5. We'll tell you when to stop," one of casters, a young man, started acting.
I projected as much as I could and made sure my acting was at my full potential. I was very happy with my performance, but I tried to look calm and cool afterwards.
"Very nice work, Satine," the same man said, looking over a sheet I had filled out before entering the theatre. "And tell Christian that we will look over his script and think about producing Spectacular Spectacular. If that does happen, we'll be sure to have you audition!"
That made me insanely happy. Someone actually complimented my acting by saying they'd have me audition again! I just hoped that I got a part in 'The Tragedy of Love.'
Meanwhile, Christian was waiting outside. He walked up to me and kissed me in front of the others waiting to audition. "How did it go?"
"It went very well! I think I may have some part. And there is a chance they'll produce your play! If that does happen, I might get the part of the courtesan!" I was very excited, and I wished I could gloat in front of all my friends who said I was a terrible actress. I supposed the pretty face helped.
We walked back to our apartment and I fell onto the bed, exhausted. I laughed when Christian was about to fall on top of me, and cuddle with me, but he had remembered something.
"I better go out and get some food. I forgot that I didn't bring any from Monmarte. I wouldn't want my actress to starve!" Christian walked out of the apartment, and five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Thinking he was Christian, I eagerly pulled it open to see what he forgot. Unfortunately, behind that door was a strong, ugly man, even uglier than the Duke! He grabbed my arm and shut the door. He was so strong that I couldn't get out of his grip. He began to undress me and I tried to kick and scream, but he had his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my leg. I cried for ten minutes, until the owner of the apartment building opened the door with his key and knocked the man out.
"Thank you, you saved my life…and my embarrassment!" I said, hugging him.
"Don't mention it. I just like to keep my tenants happy," the man said, dragging the man out of our apartment and closing the door behind him, shaking his head as he did so.
Why does life have to be so hard?
Why do men have to leave me scarred?
Why must my beauty shine like the sun?
I just want my love to be won!
What must I do to get my wish?
I will swim through rivers like a fish!
But just let me be ugly for one day
So men won't try to pay
Me for my play.
Chorus
My life is coming to an end
Now that I've lost my sanity
I hope that my heart can mend
After this cruel vanity!
"Oh Christian…" I said after singing. "Why did you have to leave me for just a moment?"
Christian walked in the door, and seeing me half naked, threw the groceries on a table and quickly swept me off my feet and into the dressing room. He helped me put on a new dress he'd bought with money he shouldn't have spent. He wiped up my tears and already the song I sang was lost in the air.