Disclaimer: Ummmm.so Moulin Rouge! actually was written by Baz Luhrman &
Craig Pearce, NOT Baz and Antonio 4got his last name, it starts w/ M, so
sorry.oh, and it nor any other related items belong to me. Nope.
Note: I will try to have perfect grammar in this chapter.
The Duke casually waltzed in through my door. He had a smug look on his face and my story in his hands. I glared at him with all my hate while he in return glared at me with all of his.
"Where," he started, his voice as annoying as ever, "is the girl?"
"There are many girls in Montematre," I answered after a moment's pause. At an instant, the Duke became furious.
"Do not play dumb with me!" fumes were coming out from his nostrils by now, "I do not enjoy it when people get smart with me!"
"Which am I? Playing dumb, or being smart? Make up your mind." I retorted. Warner snickered. The Duke looked at him to hush him up.
"You see I what I've done to your friends? I'll do the same to you!"
"You didn't do it, your lowly thugs did."
"SHUT UP!" he yelled monstrously.
"WHY?" I yelled back.
"BECAUSE I WILL KILL YOU!"
"Go bloody right ahead," I said quietly, but firmly.
"Do not tempt me, boy," he said very much like a rat. Then, he ordered Warner to grab me by the arm. I followed, not at all hesitantly; I did not want them to hurt my friends more than they already did.
~*~
I was blindfolded and gagged. They did not bother gagging the others for they were beaten so badly, how could they have possibly noticed where they were being kidnapped to?
I could not believe Zidler told him where I lived. Actually, I could. This was after all Zidler, the master of lies and deceit.
After some time, I managed to get the gag out of my mouth. I took a deep breath, but the air was haughtily unrefreshing.
"Toulouse? Satie, Doc,--," I started but then remembered I don't know the Argentinean's name! He's one of my best friends and I don't know his name. "Ummm, Argentinean?" Doc chuckled.
"Don't feel so bad, Christian, none of us know his name, either," Satie said with a difficulty. He coughed an eerie cough that reminded me of the ones Satine used to cough. But, thankfully, he did not gasp for air, if he had I would have gone insane right there thinking about Satine and all that had been going on.
"Shut UP back there!" the Duke yelled maniacally. After some time, we stopped and were led off to somewhere.
~*~
Note: I will try to have perfect grammar in this chapter.
The Duke casually waltzed in through my door. He had a smug look on his face and my story in his hands. I glared at him with all my hate while he in return glared at me with all of his.
"Where," he started, his voice as annoying as ever, "is the girl?"
"There are many girls in Montematre," I answered after a moment's pause. At an instant, the Duke became furious.
"Do not play dumb with me!" fumes were coming out from his nostrils by now, "I do not enjoy it when people get smart with me!"
"Which am I? Playing dumb, or being smart? Make up your mind." I retorted. Warner snickered. The Duke looked at him to hush him up.
"You see I what I've done to your friends? I'll do the same to you!"
"You didn't do it, your lowly thugs did."
"SHUT UP!" he yelled monstrously.
"WHY?" I yelled back.
"BECAUSE I WILL KILL YOU!"
"Go bloody right ahead," I said quietly, but firmly.
"Do not tempt me, boy," he said very much like a rat. Then, he ordered Warner to grab me by the arm. I followed, not at all hesitantly; I did not want them to hurt my friends more than they already did.
~*~
I was blindfolded and gagged. They did not bother gagging the others for they were beaten so badly, how could they have possibly noticed where they were being kidnapped to?
I could not believe Zidler told him where I lived. Actually, I could. This was after all Zidler, the master of lies and deceit.
After some time, I managed to get the gag out of my mouth. I took a deep breath, but the air was haughtily unrefreshing.
"Toulouse? Satie, Doc,--," I started but then remembered I don't know the Argentinean's name! He's one of my best friends and I don't know his name. "Ummm, Argentinean?" Doc chuckled.
"Don't feel so bad, Christian, none of us know his name, either," Satie said with a difficulty. He coughed an eerie cough that reminded me of the ones Satine used to cough. But, thankfully, he did not gasp for air, if he had I would have gone insane right there thinking about Satine and all that had been going on.
"Shut UP back there!" the Duke yelled maniacally. After some time, we stopped and were led off to somewhere.
~*~