Chapter 4
Christian ran over to the Moulin Rouge. I can't believe I never realized it before. I was too blinded by sadness. His hat blew off, he didn't even bother to go back and pick it up. She's alive! She's really alive. He thought as tears of happiness trickled down his face. He reached the Moulin Rouge, and ran inside. No one was there.
"Hello?" He yelled. "Is anyone here? Satine?" He continued. But there was no answer. He walked over to a table and sat down. He put his face in his hands and cried. I must have been dreaming. Christian looked up to the sound of feet walking towards him. It was her.
"Christian. I've missed you so mu – " Satine started but was cut off by Christian standing up and kissing her. It was unbelievable. They broke away, and Christian's eyes were all red and irritated.
"I'm sorry darling, I – I didn't believe you because it is impossible. But after I thought about what you said, it made sense. And I came here as fast as I could. I love you, I love you so much!" He said, kissing her again and crying at the same time. Satine wasn't even as worked up as he was. He was just so happy to have her back. Once Christian was calm, Satine sat down.
"Christian, I think you should sit down." Satine said. Christian began to sit down.
"Where have you been? Why didn't anyone tell me? I've been miserable for 8 months, and you've been alive the whole time?" He asked speaking very quickly, and getting slightly angry that no one told him she was alive.
"Christian. We couldn't take the chance of telling you. It was too big a risk. But I wanted to; I wanted someone to tell you so much." Satine said.
"Well, then where were you?" He asked placing his hand on her knee.
"Christian, I had Consumption. It made it difficult for my lungs to work right, that's why I coughed up so much blood. It got so bad, because I overworked my lungs all the time. Every time I sang, or wore very tight dresses, it made it worse, until one day, opening night; I passed out, for a really long time. I was dying Christian." She said.
"Was." Christian said.
"Was, not anymore." She said. Christian looked up at the ceiling, holding back his tears.
"I was asleep for a week, and when I awoke, they told me the Duke killed you, so I wouldn't go looking for you. It broke my heart in more ways that you can imagine. So I stayed here where I could go be treated. I was in bed for months. Then one day Harold came to me and told me that you were alive. I got right out of bed, but I was still weak, so I couldn't go to see you. Eventually, I got better, by not doing hardly anything. Then I had to take time to gain my strength back." Satine said.
"Well then why didn't you come to see me then?" Christian asked.
"I wanted to, but the Duke was still around. He didn't know I was alive either, so I had to wait until he left for another place to go out and see anyone. And that was yesterday he left, so I went to go see you. But you kicked me out." Satine finished.
"I'm sorry baby, I am sorry with my entire being. I didn't know. You were dead, how could I know." Christian said.
"I know darling. It's alright. We're together now." Satine said.
"Satine, I have something to tell you." Christian said.
"Is it bad?" She asked.
"No, nothing bad at all, how could anything be bad ever again, I have you." Christian said.
"Ok, tell me."
"Well, do you still want to fly away from here?" He asked.
"I don't know. Why?"
"Well, last night before you showed up, I was going to leave. I was going to go back to London. But if you want to stay, I will. I was just going to leave, because everything here reminded me of you. And no it's not a problem." Christian said. Satine looked into his eyes.
"Well, I was going to start working again." Satine said.
"Then we'll stay." Christian said. They hugged, and kissed, and together walked into the Elephant, where they first had their magical kiss.