Daddy's Little Girl
Disclaimer: No, I do not own the copyrights and stuff to this wonderful, beautiful, colorful movie. It's sad, but it's true…excuse me **goes and cries over it then comes back completely fine**
A/N: Alright, I loved writing my other fanfiction London Theatre! That I decided to do a sequel! Inspiration from when Christian said, "My little girl." So this is the sequel, I hope you like it! ^__^
~~Begin Chapter~~
"Good bye, Cephus," Christian said hugging his old friend.
"See ya later, Ceph," Jude Latter said hugging him after Christian.
"We'll all miss you," everyone said. They all said their good byes and gave him a hug before Ceph boarded the ship.
As Cephus hugged Sades he said quietly to her, "I hope you and Ewan will be happy together and good luck if your father finds out."
"Thank you," she whispered back. Then Cephus saluted them off and walked aboard.
"I'm going to miss that man," Satine said. "He was such a great friend."
"He still is," Christian said.
"So are we still going to do the show?" Sades asked. Christian shook his head.
"No, I don't think it'd be right to make the show without him. Besides, we have to deal out with the money problems," Christian explained. "Let's go."
They left the foggy docks after they couldn't see Cephus's ship in the fog anymore. Sades walked near the end of the group her hand in Ewan's.
~~
"Dad, I think I'll work at the theatre tonight, you know fix it up a little," Sades said.
"No, Sades you're not going to work tonight," Christian said. "You've worked yourself to death the past two weeks! You need your rest now."
"But Dad-"
"No 'buts' this time, Sades, you're going home tonight," Christian said. And that was final.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Sades whispered to Ewan. They had separated hands after they had neared the theatre.
"Alright, see you tomorrow then, hon," Ewan said. He gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and went into the theatre making sure no one has seen that. Sades walked over to the cab but then Sats pulled her aside.
"I've been meaning to ask you, Sades," Sats said. "Why the hell didn't you tell me about this little thing with you and Ewan?? Why did you wait until your mum and I caught you red handed?!"
"Well, I was afraid that you'd tell Jude, since you can't seem to keep a secret from him," Sades said.
"But I have here!" Sats protested.
"But I didn't know from before!" Sades defended.
"Are you saying that you didn't have any trust in me?" Sats asked.
"No, no, no! I had and still have complete trust in you, conscious wise, but sometimes without thinking about it you tend to spill some secrets," Sades said. "It's not a bad thing just it can't be tolerated with Ewan and I, you know how my father is!"
"Oh I see, you thought I might say it on accident," Sats said. "That's understandable, but I haven't done anything like that yet."
"Yet?" Sades said.
"And I don't intend to consciously or unconsciously."
"I'm counting on you to not spill it!" Sades said. Sats nodded and they got in the cab. Sades sighed in relief, she was afraid that Sats would hold a grudge against her forever because she didn't tell her about her and Ewan. But she thanked her lucky stars that Sats wasn't one to hold grudges for long amounts of time and was a very forgiving person.
"Sades, are you alright?" her father asked. Sades looked at him, snapping back into reality.
"Yes, of course, Father," she said.
"You certainly seemed a little distracted there," he said.
"I was just thinking, I am going to miss Cephus a lot. He's like a third father to me," Sades said.
"Third?" Christian chuckled.
"Yes, there's my natural father, you; then Jude is like a second father; and Cephus is like a third father," Sades explained. "I have three fathers."
"Where would you like to eat tonight?" Satine asked her two children.
"I don't know," Jude said looking back at the cabby behind them where his girlfriend was in.
"I don't care," Sades said looking out the window again.
"Let's go to that new restaurant down the street," Christian suggested. They all just nodded.
Oh dear, Satine thought. This isn't good, I can already tell Sades is having trouble keeping it from Christian and everyone else…
~~
Sades ran to the theatre the next afternoon after receiving an urgent phone call from Ewan. She tore open the doors and rushed down the back halls to Ewan's room. She took time before she knocked on the door to catch her breathe and straighten out her dress and hair and hat.
"Yes? Oh, hey, come in, we have to talk," Ewan said opening the door. Sades didn't like the sound of that. Ewan threw some pillows off of the couch and sat down patting it he said, "Sit."
Sades sat with a worried look on her face, "What is it?"
"Sadie, I-I have something to tell you," Ewan said as he fiddled with a piece of paper in his shaking hands. "I'm Corporal O'Connell in French Foreign Legion. I got a letter, a letter from the Legion…"
"What? Is that the letter?" She asked pointing to the paper in his hand.
"What? Oh no, it's the envelope, here's the letter," he took a piece of paper from the coffee table and handed it to Sades. "It's from the Major; he's-he's called me to go back to France this month. Next year my legion is going to the Middle East. I don't know why yet. But I'm leaving in three days."
"What? No, but if you're in the legion then why are you here?" Sades asked.
"I was given some time off for good behavior and excellent work in the training camps and what not," Ewan explained. "But now vacation is going to be over. I have to go back to Paris. I-I was wondering if you would like to uh, join me in Paris?"
"I-"
"Don't tell me now, I don't expect an answer right away," Ewan said. "I want you to think about this. I don't want you to make a dumb decision. But even if you say no, please don't tell anyone I'm in the Legion."
"I won't," Sades promised. She got up, "I have to go and think about this."
Ewan nodded in understanding, "Alright."
Sades left the theatre, silent tears coming from her eyes. Tears of confusion. She didn't know what to do! If she went with him to Paris then that would mean that their secret would be revealed and her father wouldn't let her go for anything! Oh, but if she didn't she would suffer the worse heartbreak of all time.
~~
"Where were you, Sades?" Christian asked as Sades walked in the door.
"I just went for a walk," Sades said.
"A walk you say? And why are you crying or perhaps those water stains on your face are just the mid-summer rains," Christian said. He knew something was up. Sades shrugged.
"It's not your business," Sades said.
"Sadie, don't talk to me like that," Christian scolded. Sades backed up a bit. Christian loosened and in a softer voice he said, "What's wrong, Sades? You used to be able to tell me anything, but now it seems like I'm the last person you ever want to see on this blue planet…"
"Dad, honestly, it's nothing," Sades said. Christian wouldn't let her move when she tried.
"Sadie, I know something's wrong, tell me the truth!" Christian said. "Whatever it is, just tell me."
"If I did, you'd probably have a stroke," Sades said. Christian laughed a little.
"No, I won't Sades, just tell me what it is," Christian said.
"No," Sades said.
"Sades, please just tell me, whatever it is I won't get mad," Christian said.
Sades was crying again through sobs she said, "Ewan's leaving…"
"What's so sad about that? He's a good friend, yes, but Cephus was someone you knew longer and yet you didn't cry for his departure.."
"Dad, I love Ewan. He and I, well we've been…"
Christian's eyes widened he stepped back a bit and paced around biting his thumbnail. Then he stopped and looked at her, and quietly said, "So that's why you've been working at the theatre so late. You've been fucking the penniless painter."
"Dad, you said you wouldn't get mad!" Sades said.
"I'm not mad!" Christian yelled. "I'm just upset, Sades, for all you know he could've just been using you! I don't want you to ever see him again! Do you hear me? NEVER! I don't him going near you and I don't want you going anywhere near him! You are no longer allowed out of this house!"
"But I Dad, I love him! You can't keep us apart!"
"Watch me," Christian said as he walked away to get some papers on the desk. "Besides, you're soon to be married."
"What?!"
Christian nodded, "You are going to marry Christian Jude Latter and you will be happy that day. I am not letting you run off with some penniless painter!"
"Dad, he's going to Paris and so am I!"
Christian looked up at the word Paris a little shocked. "Paris? You and him going there? No, I will not allow you to go!"
"I'm not looking for your permission, Mr. Adams, I do not need it! I am of age to be out of this house anyway! You will not make me marry a man I don't love! I'm going with Ewan, and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" Sades said then ran off to her room. Christian just stood there. He sat down his head in his hands, he couldn't let this happen.
He heard someone entered the room, hoping it would be his daughter coming back to reconcile with him and say she'd marry Chris, he looked up but saw Satine there.
"Satine, go tell your daughter that she will marry Chris! That she can not go to Paris with Ewan! I won't allow it and you won't either right?"
"No," Satine said.
"What? B-but Satine, I'm your husband you're suppose to agree with me," Christian said. Satine shook her head.
"I don't know who you are, but you aren't the man I married," Satine said. Christian got up and stepped towards her but she backed away from him. "What the hell happened to you? How did you slip from being a bohemian to a damned uptight upper-class English asshole?"
"What? Satine, I'm the same man," Christian said. Satine shook her head and left the room.
Unknown to Christian, Satine had just helped her daughter leave. As Christian and Satine "talked" Sades had slipped out the door and left.
~~
"What?! Where? Paris?! Why? With Ewan? You want me to go get her back?" Christian Jude Latter talked on the phone with Christian. "Alright, I will. I'll get her back, Christian, I swear I will."
He hung up and walked out of the living room. Sats peeked from around the corner, this was not good. Her best friend was leaving and her brother had just gone insane from jealousy, she could tell.
~~
Ewan heard a rapid knocking at his door; he opened the door and barely saw Sades rush in.
"Sades?" Ewan asked.
"Yes," she said. "I'll go with you, but I want to leave now!"
"Alright," Ewan said. "We can get the tickets right now, let's go. I'm ready anyways."
"Good," Sades walked up to him and hugged him.
"Why are you crying?" Ewan asked.
"Because, my Dad is set on keeping us apart, but I won't allow it," Sades sobbed. "I love you."
Ewan kissed her, "I love you too."
~~
"Satine, do you still love me?" Christian asked Satine as he followed her into the other room.
"When did I first love you?" Satine asked. "You aren't the man I married, somewhere from sometime after my children were born and up to now, I've lost the sweet, sensitive talented penniless writer that I fell in love with twenty three years ago."
"What? I'm still the same guy," Christian said.
"No, you're not the same guy, you're a different man in my husband's body."
"Satine-"
"You don't believe in it anymore. You can't possibly love me if you do not believe in love."
"Sa-"
"Go away," Satine said and she left the room."
Christian was left in the bright room that totally did not fit his bad mood. His wife didn't love him anymore? Oh God, what was this feeling swelling inside of him? It felt, horrible…
~~
"Sades, I got the tickets! Two tickets to France! From there, we'll take the train to Paris," Ewan said. "We can live in Montmarte for a while."
"Alright, that sounds like a plan!" Sades said and they linked arms as they headed to the ship.
They had made it just in time. They boarded the ship and went straight to their cabin, they didn't want to wave off strangers in the crowd.
But there was one person in the crowd that wasn't a stranger.
Chris was dressed in a cap and long coat buttoned in front. He looked at the ship as it sailed off, glaring at it, hating one passenger and hoping to kill that passenger…Ewan.
~~
"Next stop, Paris!" a conductor yelled over the den of the crowd. "Station Ten, all aboard!"
"Come on, Sades, that's our train!" Ewan pulled Sades along through the crowded station. "Station ten!"
"Bonjour Monsieur, Mademoiselle," the conductor tipped his hat to them. They nodded his acknowledgement.
"Come on Sades, we're getting coach this time," Ewan said.
"Pity," Sades chuckled. Ewan pulled her close as they walked through the crowd.
"Just stay near me, dear," Ewan said as he kissed her and then they walked through the crowd.
~~
"Next stop Montmarte," Ewan said as he helped Sades step off the stage. He grabbed their bags and they walked through the crowded Train Station.
"Hm, the village of Montmarte, my mother told me tales about that place," Sades said.
"At the orphanage it was described as a 'village of sin,'" Ewan said as they caught a cab. "To Montmarte, please."
"Right away monsieur," the cabby said.
"My father described it as the center of the bohemian world," Sades said.
"And that it is!" Ewan said. "The center of the bohemian world, writers, musicians and painters they're called 'the children of the revolution.'"
"I can't wait to get there," Sades said. She snuggled close to Ewan, it was late in the night and she was very tired.
~~
"Here you are, sir," the cabby said pulling the horses to a hault right before the entrance to Montmarte.
Ewan handed the man some money, "Thanks."
Ewan helped Sades down and grabbed the bags. He carried all the bags into Montmarte.
Sades yawned, "Where are we going to stay at?"
"A hotel nearly in the center of Montmarte," Ewan said. He guided Sades through the semi-crowded streets. He brushed past Bar Absinthe and in the hotel right across the street from the Moulin Rouge. He went to the hotel lady. "Do you have any vacancies?"
"Why, yes we do, monsieur, right this way," she said and led them up to the second floor. She walked down the hall and unlocked the door. She stepped inside and let them look around. There were many windows and it was really spacious. Out of one of the windows you could see a huge red windmill. Near the side windows you could step out and be behind the "L'amour" sign. "What do you think?"
"We'll take it," Ewan said from the front window over looking the Red Windmill. "How much?"
"Just three francs a week."
"Wow, that's cheap!"
"Too cheap," Sades said. "What's the catch?"
"No catch," the lady insisted. She gave Ewan the key. "Have a nice day!"
"Well, what do you think?" Ewan asked. "It's spacious and it's quite comfortable."
"Yes, I guess so," Sades said looking at the Red Windmill. She muttered under her breath, "The Moulin Rouge…"
"What?"
"Oh nothing, I was just admiring the view," Sades said walking back to him. He kissed her forehead.
"This will be great, Sades, we can be together and we don't have to hide it," Ewan said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yes, it's perfect," Sades smiled and they kissed.
~~
Chris stumbled into the L'amour Hotel panting like a dog that had run twenty miles. He stumbled up to the front counter and dropped his head on the counter sweating like a monsoon.
"Did, a…young…couple come in…here…a tall American and…a woman smaller but still...average height…and…uh…they may have arrived just…a few…hours…ago…?" Chris asked.
"Why, yes, monsieur, a young couple did, a happy couple they seemed," the clerk lady said. "So would you be liking a room?"
"Yes, right next to the 'happy couple's room," Chris said pulling out some francs and throwing it on the desk right in front of her. Her eyes goggled at the few hundred francs that he tossed at her. She gathered them and smiled.
"Right this way, monsieur," she said and walking up the stairs. At the stairway she turned to him, "Wait right here."
"Alright," Chris said still catching his breath. He didn't even bother wondering why she made him wait at the stairs as he slid down the wall and sat on the stairs. The lady walked over to the door next to Ewan's and Sades's and walked inside. A few shrieks were heard as she barged in.
"Alright, you haven't paid rent in three weeks, you're too far behind, you're out! Out, out, out!!" She yelled throwing out the scattered clothes and empty suit cases and grabbing the residents there and pushing them out. "Out and don't come back here again!"
"Fuck!" They yelled as they gathered their stuff and scuttled off. They nearly tripped over the resting Chris on the stairs. "Watch out, you damned idiot!"
"Fuck off…" Chris muttered as he climbed up two steps and walked to his new flat. The lady gave him the key.
"All furnished and everything, sir, and if there's anything you ever need you can just call up one of the maids. A breakfast at the table near the window while enjoying the beautiful view over paris. And just across the street you can party to your heart's content at the nightclub founded by Harold Zidler called the Moulin Rouge," she told him. Chris just nodded not really caring.
"I'd just like to take this time to catch my breath and get back my energy, so if you'll excuse me," Chris said walking the lady to the door. The lady nodded.
"Certainly, sir, your privacy is ours to protect!" she said as he slammed the door on her face. Chris walked over to the window and looked out. He had a ledge there and he looked to the left and saw the room next door. He stepped out on the ledge and walked carefully over to the other window and peeked in. There they were, standing in the middle of the loft kissing. Anger boiled up inside of him as he watched them kiss passionately. He wanted nothing more than to barge in and kill Ewan, but he had plans. He couldn't give away the fact that he was here yet. He had to stay undercover and not be seen by them. He carefully walked back to his flat and devised out the rest of his plan.
~~In London~~
Christian Adams hadn't slept in days, and Satine wouldn't let him in the bedroom. He had spent the last few nights in the living room and other rooms. He pondered why the heck Satine didn't seem to pay him any attention anymore. As he sat up near the window one night and looked up at the half moon. Then suddenly a thought struck him, was Satine having an affair?!
Within moments he just felt jealousy over-flood him like it had flooded him twenty-two years ago at the Moulin Rouge. The very thought of Satine being with another man angered him, he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles were white.
Come morning, he was full of anger and jealousy that derived from just a theory. He waited in the kitchen as Satine came down. He saw her beautiful figure walk into the kitchen and grab a piece of bread and toast it then started to make a bowl of dry cereal.
"Good morning, Satine," Christian said in a trembling voice.
Satine could sense something different about him. She sighed as she put a hand to head and thought, oh god, he was getting the wrong idea. She merely grunted a reply.
"So who is it?" Christian asked.
"Who is who?" Satine asked.
"You know what I mean! Who is the man you're having an affair with?" Christian nearly yelled.
"Holy fuck!" Satine said in frustration. "What evidence do you have that I am having an affair?!"
"You ignoring me for the past few days, that's what!" Christian bellowed. By now he had woken up his son.
"Fuck!" Satine cursed. Christian was a little surprised to hear her curse like that, it was definitely different from her usual patience. "Who the hell are you and what the hell have you done to my husband?"
"I am your husband!" Christian said.
"No you're not!" Satine yelled. "My husband wasn't a snotty, self-centered uptight asshole who tried to make his daughter marry who he thought would do her a good life of security! My husband was a man, an actual man who believed in love above all things! He believed that love was a many splendored thing; that love lifted us up where we belong! He believed that all we needed was love and everything would be okay! But you, you don't believe in that! You had gone off and tried to force my daughter to marry someone she didn't love! You thought it could just happen the way it did with Jude and Sats, but it can't! It was a miracle that just a few plays where they played love interests actually made them lovers; it can't be expected to happen between Chris and Sades. You are not the man I once loved. You are some one else who has just taken over my husband's body!"
Christian didn't know what to say, but then said, "You need love, but also security and good payment from a job to support yourself!"
"No! Goddamnit, no!" (Sorry, Lord, for using your name in vein!) "When you have love you have security, you have all you need to live."
"What about disease? Love can't conquer that!"
Satine sighed exasperatedly, "Damn it, you bastard, open your eyes! You've become like your father once was! Just a man who did things for his own wealth with no thought of love in his mind at all! And so what have I become to you eh? Just something you can fuck for pleasure? Damn it! If you don't believe in love anymore than I don't believe in you. Then I see that I made the biggest mistake in mistaking that you actually loved me."
"Satine, I do love you!" Christian said as he tried to come near her but she pulled away.
"No, you refuse to let my daughter be with who she loves, you have gone against love and therefore you've gone against me. I can't love someone who doesn't believe in love," Satine said.
"But, I do believe in love, I just," Christian tried to explain, but he realized he couldn't explain. There was no just reason for his actions. He had become what he thought he would never become, his father. He realized that he had turned his back on love, he had become like the Duke. "I-I've been a fool," Christian sobbed. Satine let him cry on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I've been a fool, I've been a complete asshole…I'm sorry, Satine…I don't know what happened to me…I'm so sorry."
"Sh, sh, just calm down," Satine said as she gave him a comforting hug. Her Christian was coming back now. He was coming back.
~~End Chapter~~
Wow, I did that! Okay, well I made it through Chapter Four! It may be a while for the next one because I'm starting to get ahead of what I planned here. I have to wait for them to unfold the rest of the tale for me. So, hope you enjoyed it so far! Hope to have the next one out soon!
Jester Fraser