Chapter 1
"Chocolate, take Miss Satine to her dressing room. No one must see you, do you understand?" Christian said claming Satine down.
"I Understand." Chocolate said. Christian wrapped a coat around Satine.
"Darling, you go and pack and I'll be here waiting." Christian said kissing her a few times. Satine was crying, but it was a rescued cry. Satine and Chocolate left, and went to Satine's dressing room, where Satine began to pack. She was putting her jewelry in a hand bag when Harold Zidler appeared at her door, with Marie.
"Forgive the intrusion chariff." Harold said. Satine was still packing.
"You're wasting your time Harold." Satine said putting on a bathrobe type of shoulder cover.
"Puppet, you don't understand, the Duke is going to kill Christian." Harold said. Satine looked in the mirror in shock. "The Duke is insanely jealous. Unless you do his ending and sleep with him tomorrow night, the Duke will have Christian killed." Harold said. Satine wiped her tears.
"He can't scare us." She said bravely.
"He's a powerful man you know he can do it." Harold said. Satine took off the overcoat, and threw it on the ground. "What are you doing?"
"I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE. ALL MY LIFE YOU'VE MADE ME BELIEVE I WAS ONLY WORTH WHAT SOMEONE WOULD PAY FOR ME. But Christian loves me. He loves me Harold. HE LOVES ME. And that is worth everything. We're going away from you, away from the Duke, and AWAY FROM THE MOULIN ROUGE." Satine yelled, crying at the same time. She put on a coat. "Goodbye Harold."
"You're dying Satine." Satine stopped dead in her tracks. "You're dying." Harold said calmly, but yet in a cold demeanor.
"Another drink Harold?" Satine asked standing in the doorway.
"No my love. The doctor told us." Harold said.
"Marie?" Satine asked. Marie just stared at her giving her a 'yes' look. "Well, I'm not dying today, so we're leaving!" Satine said storming out.
Christian was staring outside his window, and he saw Satine running to his room. Chocolate was not far behind carrying her bags. Christian was already packed. Satine stormed into his room, her eyes red.
"Satine, is everything alright?" Christian asked. She didn't answer for a moment. I'm not going to tell him. She thought.
"Yes darling, everything is wonderful, can we please leave now." She asked hugging Christian.
"Yes of course. Is London alright?" He asked.
"Anything, I just want to get out of here." She said. They kissed each other for a moment, and then Christian picked up some bags, as did Satine, and they walked out of the Hotel Blanche with high hopes of a new life in front of them, except Satine. She was concerned. I wonder how long I have left. Well, as long as I spend it with Christian, I have no regrets. She thought as they walked to the trains.
"Christian, where are we going to live?" Satine asked. Christian looked at her and kissed her forehead.
"I have parents you know." He said. "They are quite well off. I came to Monmarte to live a penniless existence, and to write about what I believe in above everything…love." He said. "And now that I have love, it makes it easier, and I can write anywhere, as long as my inspiration is with me." He finished.
"I'm your inspiration?" Satine asked.
"Of course you are." Christian said giving a small chuckle. Satine soon fell asleep while Christian hummed 'Come What May' into her angelic ear.
