Chapter 8
"Oh Christian," Satine yelled as he was leaving the house. "don't forget the chocolate."
"I won't luv, I promise." He said as he walked out of the door. Satine was eating everything she could get her hands on, and then some. She had blown up like a blimp in 8 short weeks. Christian was always overtired from running to the market to get her more food, and then waking up with her in the middle of the night to throw it all up again. Satine didn't seem to get sick in the morning. It always hit her in the middle of the night. But Christian pledged to help her and be there always, and that's just what he was going to do.
Christian was walking down the street with a basket full of fruits and vegetables. He didn't care how much she wanted chocolate, he wanted a healthy fiancé and baby, and it was his responsibility to make sure she was eating right. But just to satisfy her request, he grabbed one small chocolate block on his way to pay for the food. His bill for his wife was 26 francs. That was a lot for one small girl, although, she wasn't too small anymore. Christian returned about a half hour after he left his soon to be wife lying on the bed. He opened the door but she was no where to be found.
"Satine darling, I'm back." He said looking around the elephant. All of a sudden he heard the pitter patter of feet running in his direction. Satine came running around the corner.
"What took you so long, I'm starving." She said, reaching for the chocolate.
"No no no my dear." He said taking the chocolate from her and handing her a carrot.
"A carrot?" She said looking at it strangely.
"Yes, you want our baby girl to be healthy don't you?" He said. Satine looked up at him lovingly.
"And what if it's a boy. He'll be just like you." She said kissing him. Christian put a hand on her belly.
"But I want a girl. So she will be as beautiful as her mother, and have amazing talents." He said.
"But a boy would be a fabulous writer." She said taking a bit of the carrot, and giving Christian a satisfying look.
"I guess it doesn't matter if it is a boy or a girl, because we will love it just the same." Christian said. "But I just hope it comes with one thing." He said lying Satine on the bed, and lying next to her.
"And what's that?" She asked. Christian looked down at his fiancé's ring, then back up to her.
"Your eyes." He said. Satine smiled and kissed his beautiful soft lips that filled her with such passion.
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The doors to the Moulin Rouge opened, and with a loud bang, they closed once again, with a man in front of them. Harold Zidler recognized the face right away. He walked towards the figure of a man, but there was no man inside that body. Just a despicable excuse for a person.
"My dear Duke, it's so wonderful to see you again." Harold said walking towards him with open arms. Warner pulled a gun out and pointed it at Zidler.
"Save it Zidler. Where is Satine?" The Duke said. Harold overcome with his own fear of death told the Duke where Satine and Christian were living.
"They're inside the elephant." Zidler said. Warner pulled the gun away from Zidler's head. The Duke simply turned around and walked out of the Moulin Rouge for the last time. He and Warner made their way to the elephant.
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Satine darling, I'm going to take a bath, do you have enough food to last you here for that long?" Christian joked with a smile on his face.
"That's so funny darling. Just go, you stink anyways." She laughed at her own joke.
"I love you." He said, and then went into another room. Satine had already eaten all the chocolate Christian had bought, so she reached for a piece of celery. She crunched miserably on it yearning for something sweet. Just then a knock came on the door.
"I'll get it darling." Satine said.
"Alright, but be careful." Christian yelled thorough a closed door. Satine was giggling as she made her way to the door. When she opened it up there was a gun in her face. She let out a scream.
"Gun down Warner." The Duke said from behind him. Warner put the gun down, and stepped aside reveling the Duke.
"Well, well, well. You don't look dead to me." The Duke said. Christian had heard the scream and wrapped a towel around his waist and came running out to find the Duke.
"What are you doing here? Leave now, you have no business here." Christian yelled standing in front of Satine. "Satine protect yourself and the baby." Christian said.
"Oh so you're expecting are you?" The Duke said. "Well I'm expecting something too. I'm expecting you to leave." The Duke said staring Christian in the eyes. The Duke grabbed the gun from Warner's hand, and locked it. In one easy stroke of his finger a bullet was impaled into Christian's chest. Christian collapsed on the bed. Satine came running over tears streaming down her eyes.
"Satine, I – I love you." Christian said. Satine was sniffling and tears were falling onto Christian's wound.
"You'll be fine darling, I love you too. You'll be fine." Satine said kissing his lips.
"Take care of our baby. Make sure you tell it stories about its dad." He said softly, and with short breath.
"Christian, you'll be fine I can't do this alone. I need you. Every step of the way, remember." Satine said with a fake smile. Christian smiled back.
"I love you forever." He said. Satine buried her face into his neck crying. When she looked up, Christian's lifeless body lay in her hands. By this time the Duke and Warner had long since been gone. Satine lay her head down on his stomach. She eventually stopped crying, and was silent there for hours. Then she sang softly, her head still resting on his stomach.
"Come What May, I will love you until my dying day."