CHAPTER 6-
DAMN COLD NIGHT
The sun seeped through the windows hitting Christian's eyes slowly awakening him. When his opened he turned around with a shrug. "Damn sun." He exclaimed pulling the covers over his head. He sat there for a few moments before realizing that he would be unable to fall back asleep. He sighed and slowly crawled out of the left side of his bed. Strange because he always gets out on the right side. He rubbed his eyes as he opened the door and followed the warm aromas that lead him to the kitchen. There stood Diana cooking as she did almost every morning.
"Good morning." She said with her cheery smile.
"Morning" he said sitting down, pouring himself a cup of black coffee.
"You look like you're in a good mood." She said turning her back.
"I'm fine." He snapped.
"Right." She turned the stove off and walked and sat down next to Christian. "We need to talk."
Christian rubbed his red, watery eyes.
"We have been here for two weeks and neither of us have jobs."
"Tell me what the problem is."
Diana sat back. "Christian. We need money to survive."
He closed his eyes and put his head back with a sigh.
"Christian, can't you get a job?"
"Did you write to Belle?"
Diana sighed. "Yes. We should be getting a letter from her soon."
Christian got up and walked out. "I'm going to go write." Diana just sat there and took a deep breath before running her fingers threw her hair.
Diana was cleaning the house when letters came from under the doorway. Anxious to see if anything was from Belle, she ran to pick it up. And there, the letter on top was indeed from Belle. It read: Dearest Diana. I am so happy that you have found a place where you can be safe but I fear that you might still be in danger. You are fine right now but I suggest that in a couple weeks you get out of there as well. I pray, don't associate with many people. God forbid word gets out as to where you are. I warned you not to become attached to anyone on France but of course you did not listen to me. Three is a crowd, remember that! Please keep me updated. Sincerely yours, Belle.
Diana folded the letter back and she felt a tear run down her eye. Christian walked out of the room to see her sitting there, her face with dust patches. "What are you doing?" He asked walking over to her.
"Nothing." She said putting down the letter getting back to cleaning the floor.
"What were you reading?"
"A letter from Belle."
Christian bent down to get he letter. He read it and looked to Diana. "What's this?" He asked sharply. "We have to move again?"
"I know, I know."
"This is insane." He mumbled getting up. "I don't want to keep running."
"Oh, and you think I want to?"
"Come on Diana, be real. We are in a small town in Southern Italy. How on earth will these people find us?"
"I don't know."
"I am not going to spend my life running." He said turning his back on her.
"Oh, and you think I'm happy?!?" Christian paused, turned around and looked at her. "Look at me Christian. I am on me knees scrubbing away. I am not used to this. Why can't you write something and publish it?"
"Haven't I done enough for you?"
"What?"
"I got you started. I helped you when you first needed it. I think it's time the little rich girl learns a little bit on what it's like living on your own. I hate to break it to you but life isn't easy. You can't just sit back and have other people do the dirty work for you. I had to learn it and you should to. And," He paused putting a finger in the air. "Aren't you the one who left all the money behind because you thought that life was more important?"
Diana looked at him in shock. "You're right." She said as she stood up. "I am that little rich girl. I had my life taken away from me in the blink of an eye. Everything I once had was gone. Do you have any idea what it is like to loose your parents?"
"No, but I do know what it is like to loose someone you love." And with that said he turned around and walked back into his room leaving Diana there in tears. What was going on. This was not the Christian she had known and loved. Irritated, she ran into her room to cry.
That night when they were eating supper, however, things began to lighten up. Christian apologized for the way he acted earlier that day. He said it was wrong what he had done and he regretted saying any of it. "You saved me." He said to her. "I love you."
Diana smiled with him and told him that she too loved him but inside, she was becoming unsure. A part of her was in love with him still but the other didn't even know what to think.
That night they were walking threw the town of Paola. Not many people were out but they enjoyed walks so they took them often. They came to the center of town which was in the shape of a circle. In the center was a small band and a few people were around dancing, and talking. Christian got two cups of warm coffee for them both and they sat together at a small white table. They talked for a while but when the band started to play a softer and slower melody, Christian put his hand out. He walked Diana to the "dance floor" (so to speak) and wrapped one arm around her waist and took her hand in his. The music played and Christian's creative mind went to work. Suddenly, it seemed as if they were the only two people there.
"As I look into your eyes, I see all the reasons why my life's worth a thousands skies." He sang. "You're the simplest love I've known, and the purest one I'll own, know you'll never be alone. My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I fell so alive."
Diana then picked up. "Though these words I say are true, they still fail to capture you, as mere words can only do." Christian smiled at her but she only continued. "How do I explain that smile, and how it turns my world around, keeping my feet on the ground. My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by."
Together they sang "You're the reason I fell so alive."
Christian belted, "I will soothe you if you fall, I'll be right there if you call. You're my greatest love of all!"
And together again they sang "My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. My baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I fell so alive..."
When finished their lips met in a passionate kiss. The moment was frozen and time and only those two existed. When they parted Christian noticed a tear forming in her eye. "What's wrong?" He asked her gently.
"I love you so much." She said with a smile. "I never thought it possible to love someone and have them love you back. I never thought I would ever fall in love."
Christian kissed her again. "After Satine died I never thought I could love again but you proved me wrong." And the hugged. Christian loving her more than anything and he wouldn't let anything or anyone take her away from him.
But fate had plans of it's own. No, she wasn't slowly dying from some fatal illness. But as time went by they grew so close they actually where able to get under each other's skin. They did, however, decide not to continue moving. Paola was there new home and home is where they wanted to stay. Love was still there but come Spring, it wasn't the same anymore and both of them new it, but did not want to admit to it. Money was a stronger issue then ever.
"Why on earth won't you publish something?" Diana inquired pleadingly.
"Go work in the garden or something. I want to be left alone." Christian was in one of his moods. Diana thought it was just a bad day and he was thinking about his friend Toulouse and Satine so she never pushed the issue.
"Christian, we are in debts! We can not depend on my job alone. Do you want me to go out on the streets and beg?"
"Look, didn't you say you're butler inherited a fortune and moved here to Italy. Find him and ask for money."
"Are you mad? I am not going to crawl to people for help. I WILL NOT do such a thing. But you, sitting in your room all day. No one exists but you."
"I am a writer, I write."
"And so am I. But I don't have time to write anymore. But you have to have something done that you can get published."
Christian thought for a moment. "You're right. I do. And I will take it to the news stands tomorrow morning and see if they can publish it in the papers."
"Thank you."
*~2 DAYS LATER~*
The sun slowly behind the mountains in Italy. Diana watched from her window and took a deep breath. Christian's writing was indeed published but he didn't get much money for it because it was in English. Even though it brought in little cash, Diana tried not to worry about it too much. At least he got some money for it and that was better than nothing at all.
She had done more thinking in the past two days then she has in her whole life. As the days were going by she was beginning to realize that there was so much more to Christian then what she had once read in a book. She was now asking herself if she was in love with the Christian she had come to know or the Christian that was in her imagination. When he sang to her, however, her heart melted and everything felt so right. But on the other hand, they were two completely different people with different views and backgrounds. She thought to herself, "How could something I was so sure about be so wrong?" Diana tried her best to hide her doubts from Christian. She figured that whatever it was it would be fixed with time.
Later that night was one of the worst nights yet.
It started out simply, but turned into a heated argument.
"I don't think you understand Diana that I left everything behind for you. EVERYTHING! How could you ask to have me do it again?"
"I am not asking you to drop everything Christian."
"Well that is what it seems like."
"Well things aren't always what they seem."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Christian, you have won my heart over by love songs and I am beginning to believe that you just need someone to replace Satine."
"How dare you."
"NO!" Diana shouted. "How dare YOU. You need to show me that you care for me, that you need me...that you love me."
"I do love you."
"It's one thing to say it Christian, it's another to actually feel it." She walked over to the chair and grabbed her jacket.
"Where-where are you going?"
"For a walk. I need some time to think if this is really what I want in life."
"Wait, you can't do this to me. I can't loose someone I love again. I-" And the door slammed in his face. He hit the door with his fist and slid slowly to the ground only to burry his face in his hands.
Diana walked down the streets as she buttoned her jacket. Her heels clicked against the cobblestone streets creating an echo. She knew the town like the back of her hand and wasn't afraid to go walking by herself. She stopped for a moment and leaned against the wall and a tear ran down her face. She looked over and there was a small park with a small bridge of a small crick. She walked over as rain began to fall rapidly to the ground. Soon, her tears were mixed with rain drops.
She stood on the small bridge and looked up to see just the light from the moon trying to break threw a cloud. She looked around and there was not a person in sight. But who would be at this hour. By now she had hoped at Christian would have come after her but he hadn't and that made her heart break. Maybe this wasn't meant to be.
She opened her mouth and began to sing. "I'm standing on a bridge, I'm waiting in the dark. I thought you would be here by now. There's nothing but the rain, no footsteps on the ground. I'm listening but there's no sound." She began to slowly walk off the bridge and continued her song. "Isn't anyone trying to find me. Won't somebody come take me home." And her voice projected. "It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I'm with you." She looked around hoping to find Christian but he was nowhere so continued. "I'm looking for a for a place, I'm searching for a face. Is anybody here I know? 'Cause nothing's going right and everything's a mess and no one likes to be alone. Isn't anyone trying to find me. Won't somebody come take me home? It's a damn cold night trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I-I'm with you. Oh, why is everything so confusing. Maybe I'm just out of my mind. Yeah-y-Yah.Yah-y- yah" and her voice escalated. "Yeah-y-ya, Yeah-y-yah." And with a powerful bang."YEAHHHHHHHH!" She paused. "It's a damn cold night trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I-I'm with you! Take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I..I'm with you! I'm with you!" And she stopped and a warm tear rolled down her check. At that moment she felt someone grasp her arm.
Meanwhile Christian sat in the house thinking. "How could she do this?" He thought. "What have I done." He knew he had to go out to find her.
Diana turned and saw a tall man. It was very dark so she couldn't really make out what he looked like. "I knew we would find you Diana." He said in a deep voice. "I'll take you somewhere new." Diana was about to scream but a hand covered her mouth. She then knew that there was more than just one man. "Take her away from here." The man said. Her body was then being dragged by two other people. She knew who these people were and she tried to stay as calm as possible.
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The sun seeped through the windows hitting Christian's eyes slowly awakening him. When his opened he turned around with a shrug. "Damn sun." He exclaimed pulling the covers over his head. He sat there for a few moments before realizing that he would be unable to fall back asleep. He sighed and slowly crawled out of the left side of his bed. Strange because he always gets out on the right side. He rubbed his eyes as he opened the door and followed the warm aromas that lead him to the kitchen. There stood Diana cooking as she did almost every morning.
"Good morning." She said with her cheery smile.
"Morning" he said sitting down, pouring himself a cup of black coffee.
"You look like you're in a good mood." She said turning her back.
"I'm fine." He snapped.
"Right." She turned the stove off and walked and sat down next to Christian. "We need to talk."
Christian rubbed his red, watery eyes.
"We have been here for two weeks and neither of us have jobs."
"Tell me what the problem is."
Diana sat back. "Christian. We need money to survive."
He closed his eyes and put his head back with a sigh.
"Christian, can't you get a job?"
"Did you write to Belle?"
Diana sighed. "Yes. We should be getting a letter from her soon."
Christian got up and walked out. "I'm going to go write." Diana just sat there and took a deep breath before running her fingers threw her hair.
Diana was cleaning the house when letters came from under the doorway. Anxious to see if anything was from Belle, she ran to pick it up. And there, the letter on top was indeed from Belle. It read: Dearest Diana. I am so happy that you have found a place where you can be safe but I fear that you might still be in danger. You are fine right now but I suggest that in a couple weeks you get out of there as well. I pray, don't associate with many people. God forbid word gets out as to where you are. I warned you not to become attached to anyone on France but of course you did not listen to me. Three is a crowd, remember that! Please keep me updated. Sincerely yours, Belle.
Diana folded the letter back and she felt a tear run down her eye. Christian walked out of the room to see her sitting there, her face with dust patches. "What are you doing?" He asked walking over to her.
"Nothing." She said putting down the letter getting back to cleaning the floor.
"What were you reading?"
"A letter from Belle."
Christian bent down to get he letter. He read it and looked to Diana. "What's this?" He asked sharply. "We have to move again?"
"I know, I know."
"This is insane." He mumbled getting up. "I don't want to keep running."
"Oh, and you think I want to?"
"Come on Diana, be real. We are in a small town in Southern Italy. How on earth will these people find us?"
"I don't know."
"I am not going to spend my life running." He said turning his back on her.
"Oh, and you think I'm happy?!?" Christian paused, turned around and looked at her. "Look at me Christian. I am on me knees scrubbing away. I am not used to this. Why can't you write something and publish it?"
"Haven't I done enough for you?"
"What?"
"I got you started. I helped you when you first needed it. I think it's time the little rich girl learns a little bit on what it's like living on your own. I hate to break it to you but life isn't easy. You can't just sit back and have other people do the dirty work for you. I had to learn it and you should to. And," He paused putting a finger in the air. "Aren't you the one who left all the money behind because you thought that life was more important?"
Diana looked at him in shock. "You're right." She said as she stood up. "I am that little rich girl. I had my life taken away from me in the blink of an eye. Everything I once had was gone. Do you have any idea what it is like to loose your parents?"
"No, but I do know what it is like to loose someone you love." And with that said he turned around and walked back into his room leaving Diana there in tears. What was going on. This was not the Christian she had known and loved. Irritated, she ran into her room to cry.
That night when they were eating supper, however, things began to lighten up. Christian apologized for the way he acted earlier that day. He said it was wrong what he had done and he regretted saying any of it. "You saved me." He said to her. "I love you."
Diana smiled with him and told him that she too loved him but inside, she was becoming unsure. A part of her was in love with him still but the other didn't even know what to think.
That night they were walking threw the town of Paola. Not many people were out but they enjoyed walks so they took them often. They came to the center of town which was in the shape of a circle. In the center was a small band and a few people were around dancing, and talking. Christian got two cups of warm coffee for them both and they sat together at a small white table. They talked for a while but when the band started to play a softer and slower melody, Christian put his hand out. He walked Diana to the "dance floor" (so to speak) and wrapped one arm around her waist and took her hand in his. The music played and Christian's creative mind went to work. Suddenly, it seemed as if they were the only two people there.
"As I look into your eyes, I see all the reasons why my life's worth a thousands skies." He sang. "You're the simplest love I've known, and the purest one I'll own, know you'll never be alone. My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I fell so alive."
Diana then picked up. "Though these words I say are true, they still fail to capture you, as mere words can only do." Christian smiled at her but she only continued. "How do I explain that smile, and how it turns my world around, keeping my feet on the ground. My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. Baby you, there's no more just getting by."
Together they sang "You're the reason I fell so alive."
Christian belted, "I will soothe you if you fall, I'll be right there if you call. You're my greatest love of all!"
And together again they sang "My baby you, are the reason I could fly. And 'cause of you, I don't have to wonder why. My baby you, there's no more just getting by. You're the reason I fell so alive..."
When finished their lips met in a passionate kiss. The moment was frozen and time and only those two existed. When they parted Christian noticed a tear forming in her eye. "What's wrong?" He asked her gently.
"I love you so much." She said with a smile. "I never thought it possible to love someone and have them love you back. I never thought I would ever fall in love."
Christian kissed her again. "After Satine died I never thought I could love again but you proved me wrong." And the hugged. Christian loving her more than anything and he wouldn't let anything or anyone take her away from him.
But fate had plans of it's own. No, she wasn't slowly dying from some fatal illness. But as time went by they grew so close they actually where able to get under each other's skin. They did, however, decide not to continue moving. Paola was there new home and home is where they wanted to stay. Love was still there but come Spring, it wasn't the same anymore and both of them new it, but did not want to admit to it. Money was a stronger issue then ever.
"Why on earth won't you publish something?" Diana inquired pleadingly.
"Go work in the garden or something. I want to be left alone." Christian was in one of his moods. Diana thought it was just a bad day and he was thinking about his friend Toulouse and Satine so she never pushed the issue.
"Christian, we are in debts! We can not depend on my job alone. Do you want me to go out on the streets and beg?"
"Look, didn't you say you're butler inherited a fortune and moved here to Italy. Find him and ask for money."
"Are you mad? I am not going to crawl to people for help. I WILL NOT do such a thing. But you, sitting in your room all day. No one exists but you."
"I am a writer, I write."
"And so am I. But I don't have time to write anymore. But you have to have something done that you can get published."
Christian thought for a moment. "You're right. I do. And I will take it to the news stands tomorrow morning and see if they can publish it in the papers."
"Thank you."
*~2 DAYS LATER~*
The sun slowly behind the mountains in Italy. Diana watched from her window and took a deep breath. Christian's writing was indeed published but he didn't get much money for it because it was in English. Even though it brought in little cash, Diana tried not to worry about it too much. At least he got some money for it and that was better than nothing at all.
She had done more thinking in the past two days then she has in her whole life. As the days were going by she was beginning to realize that there was so much more to Christian then what she had once read in a book. She was now asking herself if she was in love with the Christian she had come to know or the Christian that was in her imagination. When he sang to her, however, her heart melted and everything felt so right. But on the other hand, they were two completely different people with different views and backgrounds. She thought to herself, "How could something I was so sure about be so wrong?" Diana tried her best to hide her doubts from Christian. She figured that whatever it was it would be fixed with time.
Later that night was one of the worst nights yet.
It started out simply, but turned into a heated argument.
"I don't think you understand Diana that I left everything behind for you. EVERYTHING! How could you ask to have me do it again?"
"I am not asking you to drop everything Christian."
"Well that is what it seems like."
"Well things aren't always what they seem."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Christian, you have won my heart over by love songs and I am beginning to believe that you just need someone to replace Satine."
"How dare you."
"NO!" Diana shouted. "How dare YOU. You need to show me that you care for me, that you need me...that you love me."
"I do love you."
"It's one thing to say it Christian, it's another to actually feel it." She walked over to the chair and grabbed her jacket.
"Where-where are you going?"
"For a walk. I need some time to think if this is really what I want in life."
"Wait, you can't do this to me. I can't loose someone I love again. I-" And the door slammed in his face. He hit the door with his fist and slid slowly to the ground only to burry his face in his hands.
Diana walked down the streets as she buttoned her jacket. Her heels clicked against the cobblestone streets creating an echo. She knew the town like the back of her hand and wasn't afraid to go walking by herself. She stopped for a moment and leaned against the wall and a tear ran down her face. She looked over and there was a small park with a small bridge of a small crick. She walked over as rain began to fall rapidly to the ground. Soon, her tears were mixed with rain drops.
She stood on the small bridge and looked up to see just the light from the moon trying to break threw a cloud. She looked around and there was not a person in sight. But who would be at this hour. By now she had hoped at Christian would have come after her but he hadn't and that made her heart break. Maybe this wasn't meant to be.
She opened her mouth and began to sing. "I'm standing on a bridge, I'm waiting in the dark. I thought you would be here by now. There's nothing but the rain, no footsteps on the ground. I'm listening but there's no sound." She began to slowly walk off the bridge and continued her song. "Isn't anyone trying to find me. Won't somebody come take me home." And her voice projected. "It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I'm with you." She looked around hoping to find Christian but he was nowhere so continued. "I'm looking for a for a place, I'm searching for a face. Is anybody here I know? 'Cause nothing's going right and everything's a mess and no one likes to be alone. Isn't anyone trying to find me. Won't somebody come take me home? It's a damn cold night trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I-I'm with you. Oh, why is everything so confusing. Maybe I'm just out of my mind. Yeah-y-Yah.Yah-y- yah" and her voice escalated. "Yeah-y-ya, Yeah-y-yah." And with a powerful bang."YEAHHHHHHHH!" She paused. "It's a damn cold night trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I-I'm with you! Take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are but I..I'm with you! I'm with you!" And she stopped and a warm tear rolled down her check. At that moment she felt someone grasp her arm.
Meanwhile Christian sat in the house thinking. "How could she do this?" He thought. "What have I done." He knew he had to go out to find her.
Diana turned and saw a tall man. It was very dark so she couldn't really make out what he looked like. "I knew we would find you Diana." He said in a deep voice. "I'll take you somewhere new." Diana was about to scream but a hand covered her mouth. She then knew that there was more than just one man. "Take her away from here." The man said. Her body was then being dragged by two other people. She knew who these people were and she tried to stay as calm as possible.
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