Chapter Four: Sisterhood
It was nightmare, relived, going on the fairy and the train just to get back to Montmartre, where they decided to have their honeymoon on account that they fell in love with a hotel there. They were staying at Mon Amie, a French hotel that had beautiful decor. They arrived there at around 3:00pm. They had walked there from the train station. Christian was carrying his bag along with Satine's and Satine was carrying only her cosmetics bag. It was driving Satine and him crazy that they couldn't hold each other because of all the bags they were both carrying. They got to the hotel and Christian dropped the bags so that he could open the door for Satine.
"Thank you," She gave him a radiant smile that made Christian weak in the knees. He picked up the backs and headed in the door after her. They walked up to the manager of the hotel.
"Bonjour miss, uh we have a room reserved under James," Christian told the young women behind the desk. She had black hair and a long nose. She looked up at Christian with a disgusted face.
"That's right," She turned behind her and got a key and handed it to Christian. "Here you go. You honeymooners?" The women asked, still wearing the disgusted look, looking from Christian to Satine.
"Uh, yes," Christian replied giving a fake-out smile. Satine looked at Christian, giving him an "unsure about this" look. He was beginning to get annoyed because the bags would get heavier all the time.
"Listen, don't make to much noise, if you know what I mean," The women told them. Her voice was nasally and annoying. She moved her eyebrows up and down. Satine and Christian now had there turn to give her disgusted look. They turned left and headed off to their room. Satine leaned into Christian.
"That women wasn't very nice,"
"No she wasn't. I mean it was rude of her to suggest that we would make to much noise just because we are on a honeymoon."
"I know, the nerve."
"Well, here's our room," Christian put the key in the door and opened it. He walked in first and dropped the bags in the bedroom. The sitting area was nicely decorated. There was a love seat against one wall with a brown coffee table directly in front of it. The pattern on the wall was that of red roses dancing around the room. The bathroom was painted a nice color blue with brass faucets and handles. The bedroom was by far the best there. It had a large bed that was circular. A canopy gracefully floated above it and draped over the side. The dresser was opposite the bed and had a large mirror. The room was painted red to match the bedspread. A Large window was to the right of the bed, which gave a great view. They explored the rooms a little and then went to site on the love seat. Satine put her legs over top Christian's legs and titled her head back. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. Christian quietly picked her up and placed her on the bed. He tucked her under the cover and brushed the hair away from her face. He kissed her forehead and left the room.
Christian sat back down in the love seat and began to read his paper. He had been settled for at least 5minutes when he heard a knock on the door. Please lord, don't let it be that obnoxious women from the counter! Christian prayed. He opened the door to a young women around Christian's height. She had red hair like Satine's and her eyes were similar to Satine's. The woman was a little bit pudgier than Satine, though.
"May I help you?" Christian asked, puzzled.
"Yes, sir, my name is Katrina. Are you Satine's husband?" The women asked, as she took off her fur coat and handbag, she walked into the room without being invited, and placed them on the love seat. The women had a frightened look on her face. "Please, where is Satine?" The women asked.
"She is in the next room, but she is asleep at the moment. May I ask what you want of her?" Christian asked, mad because the women barged in.
"I am her sister," The women started to cry. She sat down on top of her coat, and Christian's newspaper. Christian sat down next to her for comfort.
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Satine awoke, at first unsure of where she was, then quickly realized and when she did she ran out of the room in search of Christian. She came into the sitting room and saw him with the women on the couch. At first, she just stared at Christian and then at the crying women.
"Christian, who is this?" She mouthed to Christian.
"Ah, Satine, so glad your awake Darling!" Christian got up and gave Satine a big kiss. "This…this is …….uh….your sister-"
"Katrina," The women cut in. Satine recognized the women as the women from the train at the party.
"How do you do?"
"Just fine thank you," Christian left the room to give the women some privacy. Satine and Katrina sat down on the love seat.
"How did you find me?" Satine asked desperately.
" I saw you on the train. I knew I had a sister I just never had found her. I asked your friend Harold where you were later on and now I am here." Satine had a puzzled look on her face. She always thought that she didn't have a sister, she couldn't believe it and yet there she was, right in front of her.
The two talked for a while. Then, when Katrina thought it best, she left. Satine got her address, so she could write to her. Christian came back into the room.
"Finally, I thought she would never leave!" Satine elbowed him for that but not without smiling. "I thought I was going to go insane!"
"Why, because you weren't with me?" Satine asked, smiling and looking into his eyes.
"Yes," Christian gave Satine a soft, tender kiss right on the lips. "You're my everything!"