A week had past since the anniversary party and Christine had gotten
steadily worse. She hadn't moved out of her bed for three days. Raoul had
come to tell her he had finally been able to tell her but as soon as he
entered the room she said, 'I know, Raoul'. She had stopped responding to
the sound of his voice, he didn't stir when he entered the room or when he
held her hand. He came in to sit with her and she as wide awake. They had
talked for a while than Raoul started to plead with Christine not to leave
him.
"Shh, Raoul you don't want little Satine to hear." Christine whispered to Raoul. She was lying in bed with Raoul near sitting in a chair.
"Christine you can't leave me." Raoul said as he kissed her hands.
"Raoul, maybe they're wrong? I'm feeling much better now look I'm awake for more than five seconds." Christine said closing her eyes
"Darling, I'll have no one, I'll have no reason to live with out you. If you go, Christine please, please don't" Raoul said not listing to her
"Love, I'm feeling better! I bet this whole thing is turning around. Stop talking like that Raoul, your scaring me. If I had a choice I would be with your forever. You have a reason to live. Satine."
"I need you. Your my... my everything."
"Listen dear, for the past few days I haven't been able to do anything barely open my eyes, Raoul I'm feeling much better. I'm not frightened about what will happen anymore."
"Your so cold and your face is so white your whole body is. If you think so, maybe you right. Is there anything I could do to help you feel better?"
"Raoul, do you remember when father would tell us the stories?"
"How can I forget especially with the whole mess of...."
"When I was sick father would play the violin for me or tell me stories."
"Christine.."
"Raoul, sing to me. Please, sing our song."
Raoul had a pang of hatred fall over his body. Thoughts of the 'Angel of Music', singing and the whole reason he and Christine had a song. Christine could be thinking the whole time how much of a better singer, he was. He sat back with a sigh. He looked over Christine's body, she had still gotten skinner and skinner, her hair had lost it's curl and her eyes were empty. He started to sob.
"Raoul, oh please, please stop." Christine pleaded. She tried to sit up to help Raoul but tiredness fell over her. She reached out a hand and ruffled Raoul's hair. Than the sound of a piano started. "What's who's that love?"
The pianist was playing a popular piece and notes were off left and right.
"It's Satine Phillipe is teaching her. She needs something to do now."
"Please, if anything does happen to me. Take care of her and love her with all the love you have."
"I will, I'll try. Christine don't talk like that."
"I know I shouldn't but, go down and see to her. She needs you to now. Maybe more than I do. Now Raoul, I'm going to bed now see you in the morning. I love you. I'm sorry I ruined having our one love, one life time. It will be cut short, Raoul...Oh Raoul." She opened her arms for him to hug her. She held on extra tight and kissed him.
"Do you want me to have a nurse come in a watch over you?"
She nodded no.
"Christine, it's not your a fault, rest now see you in the morning." He walked out of the room wiping tears from his eyes saying to himself "It's my fault."
Raoul walked down the steps and saw Phillipe and Satine at the piano.
"Daddy! You're here!" she ran up to hug him. He bend down and hugged her and kissed her.
"Satine, come now she me what you have been doing." Raoul said as she went to the piano.
"Where's mommy? How's mamma? Can I see her?" Satine said starting to do a scale
"No dear, she's sleeping now but she's doing better you can see her in the morning." Raoul said putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Uncle Phillipe, am I playing it right?"
"Yes, dear ask your father he is a better pianist than I am." Phillipe said
"Really, Phillipe you can't possibly say that. I haven't touched a piano in years." Raoul said blushing.
"Daddy, play please play for us." Satine said
Raoul played and Satine started to play again while Raoul and Phillipe talked.
"Where's Meg and Bernadette?" Raoul asked
"Outside they went for a walk in the garden. Bernadette is getting a little sick from being in doors all this time. She is so used to being at the opera or going to a party." Phillipe said.
"Well, I'm glad they're getting out. Thank you for everything, thanks for staying and taking care of Satine." Raoul and Phillipe hugged.
"You don't have to thank me. You and Christine would to the same for me. How is she?"
"She didn't want Dr. Troxell or any nurses in the room. And I was so shocked she actually was wake for that long I sent them away. She talked to me for twenty minutes and there was color in her cheeks. Than she went to sleep."
"Raoul, this is wonderful. I don't know what to say."
"Daddy! Am I playing this right?" Satine said
Raoul and Phillipe sat on the piano bench with Satine between played to Raoul some of the songs Phillipe had been showing her for a half hour, than Raoul and Phillipe showed her more things. Than a nearby window slammed shut and glass fell and shattered everywhere. Satine screamed
Meg and Bernadette ran in from the hall they were in hearing Satine's screams.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Satine screamed, she was lying on the floor with a big cut above her left eye on her eye brow.
Raoul felt a chill run through his body. He quickly ran to Christine's room... the door was now shut and when he opened it all the lights were off. Complete Darkness.
"Christine...."
no answer
"Christine!" he shouted
"CHRISTINE!"
He ran over to the bed a saw her in an unnatural position. He ran over to her and picked her up gently.
"Christine." he whispered pushing the hair from her face. Her head lolled to the side. Her limbs looked as if she was a rag doll.
"No, no, no, god please."
She was dead. Dead in his arms.
Meanwhile, Satine lay screaming with the glass in her forehead. Meg picked her up and tried to calm her. And Bernadette had gone to get a maid or Satine's nurse. Phillipe bent down and tried to help Satine, but he heard Raoul's shouting and ran upstairs getting Dr. Troxell.
Phillipe was at the door with blood over his shirt. Dr. Troxell was there too. Raoul could faintly hear Satine screaming with Meg and Dara trying to soothe her. Phillipe saw Christine and knew she was dead.
"Raoul, she's gone please." Phillipe gently.
"No your wrong! Go! Go now!" he screamed he started to smooth her hair as if to comfort her. "Christine, wake up please."
Satine had too heard her father's shouts and knew something was wrong. She wrestled out of Meg's embrace and ran to her parent's room. Meg close behind her.
"No Satine!" Meg screamed while Satine ran into Christine's room. She ran past Phillipe and Dr. Troxell. Meg stopped at the door seeing Christine. Satine stopped too, she was a few feet from the bed. The rest of them stood at the door not moving. Raoul was on the bed with Christine. He looked up but before he could speak.
"Daddy?" Satine asked with blood running down her face.
"Stop it Raoul. Your scaring Satine." Meg said as Raoul whispered to Christine to wake up.
that's the end of this chapter, this was kina like the prologue, now the rest of the story may begin and someone =) will show up :) hehehehe Please review!
"Shh, Raoul you don't want little Satine to hear." Christine whispered to Raoul. She was lying in bed with Raoul near sitting in a chair.
"Christine you can't leave me." Raoul said as he kissed her hands.
"Raoul, maybe they're wrong? I'm feeling much better now look I'm awake for more than five seconds." Christine said closing her eyes
"Darling, I'll have no one, I'll have no reason to live with out you. If you go, Christine please, please don't" Raoul said not listing to her
"Love, I'm feeling better! I bet this whole thing is turning around. Stop talking like that Raoul, your scaring me. If I had a choice I would be with your forever. You have a reason to live. Satine."
"I need you. Your my... my everything."
"Listen dear, for the past few days I haven't been able to do anything barely open my eyes, Raoul I'm feeling much better. I'm not frightened about what will happen anymore."
"Your so cold and your face is so white your whole body is. If you think so, maybe you right. Is there anything I could do to help you feel better?"
"Raoul, do you remember when father would tell us the stories?"
"How can I forget especially with the whole mess of...."
"When I was sick father would play the violin for me or tell me stories."
"Christine.."
"Raoul, sing to me. Please, sing our song."
Raoul had a pang of hatred fall over his body. Thoughts of the 'Angel of Music', singing and the whole reason he and Christine had a song. Christine could be thinking the whole time how much of a better singer, he was. He sat back with a sigh. He looked over Christine's body, she had still gotten skinner and skinner, her hair had lost it's curl and her eyes were empty. He started to sob.
"Raoul, oh please, please stop." Christine pleaded. She tried to sit up to help Raoul but tiredness fell over her. She reached out a hand and ruffled Raoul's hair. Than the sound of a piano started. "What's who's that love?"
The pianist was playing a popular piece and notes were off left and right.
"It's Satine Phillipe is teaching her. She needs something to do now."
"Please, if anything does happen to me. Take care of her and love her with all the love you have."
"I will, I'll try. Christine don't talk like that."
"I know I shouldn't but, go down and see to her. She needs you to now. Maybe more than I do. Now Raoul, I'm going to bed now see you in the morning. I love you. I'm sorry I ruined having our one love, one life time. It will be cut short, Raoul...Oh Raoul." She opened her arms for him to hug her. She held on extra tight and kissed him.
"Do you want me to have a nurse come in a watch over you?"
She nodded no.
"Christine, it's not your a fault, rest now see you in the morning." He walked out of the room wiping tears from his eyes saying to himself "It's my fault."
Raoul walked down the steps and saw Phillipe and Satine at the piano.
"Daddy! You're here!" she ran up to hug him. He bend down and hugged her and kissed her.
"Satine, come now she me what you have been doing." Raoul said as she went to the piano.
"Where's mommy? How's mamma? Can I see her?" Satine said starting to do a scale
"No dear, she's sleeping now but she's doing better you can see her in the morning." Raoul said putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Uncle Phillipe, am I playing it right?"
"Yes, dear ask your father he is a better pianist than I am." Phillipe said
"Really, Phillipe you can't possibly say that. I haven't touched a piano in years." Raoul said blushing.
"Daddy, play please play for us." Satine said
Raoul played and Satine started to play again while Raoul and Phillipe talked.
"Where's Meg and Bernadette?" Raoul asked
"Outside they went for a walk in the garden. Bernadette is getting a little sick from being in doors all this time. She is so used to being at the opera or going to a party." Phillipe said.
"Well, I'm glad they're getting out. Thank you for everything, thanks for staying and taking care of Satine." Raoul and Phillipe hugged.
"You don't have to thank me. You and Christine would to the same for me. How is she?"
"She didn't want Dr. Troxell or any nurses in the room. And I was so shocked she actually was wake for that long I sent them away. She talked to me for twenty minutes and there was color in her cheeks. Than she went to sleep."
"Raoul, this is wonderful. I don't know what to say."
"Daddy! Am I playing this right?" Satine said
Raoul and Phillipe sat on the piano bench with Satine between played to Raoul some of the songs Phillipe had been showing her for a half hour, than Raoul and Phillipe showed her more things. Than a nearby window slammed shut and glass fell and shattered everywhere. Satine screamed
Meg and Bernadette ran in from the hall they were in hearing Satine's screams.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Satine screamed, she was lying on the floor with a big cut above her left eye on her eye brow.
Raoul felt a chill run through his body. He quickly ran to Christine's room... the door was now shut and when he opened it all the lights were off. Complete Darkness.
"Christine...."
no answer
"Christine!" he shouted
"CHRISTINE!"
He ran over to the bed a saw her in an unnatural position. He ran over to her and picked her up gently.
"Christine." he whispered pushing the hair from her face. Her head lolled to the side. Her limbs looked as if she was a rag doll.
"No, no, no, god please."
She was dead. Dead in his arms.
Meanwhile, Satine lay screaming with the glass in her forehead. Meg picked her up and tried to calm her. And Bernadette had gone to get a maid or Satine's nurse. Phillipe bent down and tried to help Satine, but he heard Raoul's shouting and ran upstairs getting Dr. Troxell.
Phillipe was at the door with blood over his shirt. Dr. Troxell was there too. Raoul could faintly hear Satine screaming with Meg and Dara trying to soothe her. Phillipe saw Christine and knew she was dead.
"Raoul, she's gone please." Phillipe gently.
"No your wrong! Go! Go now!" he screamed he started to smooth her hair as if to comfort her. "Christine, wake up please."
Satine had too heard her father's shouts and knew something was wrong. She wrestled out of Meg's embrace and ran to her parent's room. Meg close behind her.
"No Satine!" Meg screamed while Satine ran into Christine's room. She ran past Phillipe and Dr. Troxell. Meg stopped at the door seeing Christine. Satine stopped too, she was a few feet from the bed. The rest of them stood at the door not moving. Raoul was on the bed with Christine. He looked up but before he could speak.
"Daddy?" Satine asked with blood running down her face.
"Stop it Raoul. Your scaring Satine." Meg said as Raoul whispered to Christine to wake up.
that's the end of this chapter, this was kina like the prologue, now the rest of the story may begin and someone =) will show up :) hehehehe Please review!
