Okay, first of all a big thanks to those who reviewed, I really appreciate
it. Anyway, the main character does sing "Come What May", but how? Nope, I
won't tell yah!!!! Anyway, thanks again for reviewing.
The taxi stops at a gate thing. It doesn't have the bars and all but you knew that if you passed it you'd be in Montmare. "Why'd you stop?" you hear Fernando ask. The taxi driver looks back from the driver's seat at him, "Ze road is too zmall fo' ze cab."
"Oh, well, we'll just have to walk there, it can't be far." You hear Marius say. "Walk?" you ask. Then you turn to the driver, "Um, Monsieur, isn't there another way to get there besides walk?". The taxi driver apologizes for not giving you the answer you wanted, so you guys have to walk with all your baggage.
After a few blocks the boys seem a bit worn out but you, your still bursting with energy. "Look at this place," you say, "It's so old." "Yeah, back then Montmare was called the city of sin." Gordo says between trying to breath. "Where do you get your energy?" Marius asks you. "I dunno, I just feel this excitement. And we'll probably fit in here since our band is called, 'The Bohemians'." You tell them.
"Why do you say that?" Fernando asks. "Because, Bohemians used to be here, remember?" you tell him. "You're right," Fernando says, "Bohemians must've died here, so let's absorb the energies they left behind." You roll your eyes. What a paranormal freak.
"How far do we have to go?" Marius asked Gordo. "Not far. Look! There it is." He replies. "Oh, finally." You hear Marius mutter. All of you make your way to the building. It was old but it was still beautiful. There was a lobby, and four other floors as Gordo said. The second to the highest floor had its curtain flying slightly away from the window, but there was no wind.
But for some reason you're drawn to the second floor. "I'll take that room." You say pointing up at it. "What? You haven't even been in it. You haven't seen it yet." Gordo says.
You all go inside. At the lobby there is a front desk that your sure has been there for a long time. There's a small couch and the boys quickly make their way to it. "Ahhh, chair." You hear Marius say leisurely. "It sure is dark here, I thought your uncle's friend renovated it, Gordo?" you ask. Then as if your thoughts made it real, you see a figure come with an old fashioned lamp.
Your heart thumps. Oh, no. Please, not him. Not the ghost. The figure seems to be making it's way to you. "No!" you say. You close your eyes and use your arms to shield. You feel Gordo turn you around to him while holding your wrists. "Chill. It's only Mrs. Laveche." You turn around, the light from the lamp reveals the face of a plump woman in her late 40's or early fifties.
She puts the lamp down and puts her hand on your forehead. "Are you alright, dear?" her accent is almost like the ghost's. You stay speechless for a while and then tell her your okay. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Laveche, she's been having these hallucinations since the train. She must be tired." You hear Gordo say. He looks you in the eye. "You okay?" he asks. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." You tell him, but you look away. He puts his arm around you and this time he really looks at you with his aquamarine eyes. "I'm okay." You reassure him.
A Mrs. Laveche smiles sweetly at all of you then turns to Gordo. "My, how you've grown. You're very lucky." She says. "I miss you too auntie, but what did you mean my lucky?" he asks. Mrs. Laveche turns from him to the person he has his arms around, you. "Why, lucky to have such a nice young lady like her, dear. You're uncle never really stuck to one woman at a time, you know. Don't do the same."
"Oh," Gordo says. He quickly removes his comforting warm arms away from you, "You mean her, oh, no, she's just my best friend, auntie. There's nothing like that between us." This was not the first time people have thought you two were going out with each other.
After a little catching up and introducing she starts to lead you up the stairs. "I'll take the floor that's second highest." You say. "Are you sure, dear?" she asks. "Yes." You reply. "Alright, if that's what you want then." She tells you. You could tell she must've thought you were weird or something.
When you finally get to your floor she tells you that across your bedroom there's a renovated bathroom. Then she and Gordo make their way to the top floor. Fernando wanted the lowest one. Marius agreed for the one below you.
You look at the room. She was saying something about not fully renovating because she wanted to preserve the history of the building. She was right. The bed looked clean, the whole room did. Near the window, lay a table with a typewriter on it. It's one of those old fashioned ones. It's a nice room, the window would give you enough light during the day and the lights still worked. Excellent for song-writing.
You bring out the bed clothes, a pillow case and a blanket from one of your suitcases. You fix your bed. You'll have to decorate this room tomorrow with the stuff you brought. You're too tired to change for bed or anything so you just jump to your bed. Just as you were about to drift of into a deep sleep you feel someone get into bed with you.
You open your eyes. The room seems different. Like you travelled back in time again. Your bed stuff are all gone, they're different bedclothes now. Oh, no. Not again. You turn to your side, there he is; the ghost is sleeping beside you. But he doesn't feel like a ghost. He feels warm and his breathing calms you. He was so handsome even when he slept. You ran your fingers lightly through his black hair.
You snuggle in to him and two seconds later, he does the same. He seemed to find comfort in you too. "Who are you?" you whisper with half-eyes closed. "Christian." he mutters sleepily. He's half asleep but seems to be more asleep. This time you feel him put his arms around you, your head is slightly to his chest. You hear his heartbeat. "Christian, why are you here?" You ask, your eyes are now close. You feel no fear, just warmth and.love? Yes, you feel a love for love. You can feel his love for love.
"I'll be here," he whispers, "I'll be here when you close your eyes, when you sleep."
The taxi stops at a gate thing. It doesn't have the bars and all but you knew that if you passed it you'd be in Montmare. "Why'd you stop?" you hear Fernando ask. The taxi driver looks back from the driver's seat at him, "Ze road is too zmall fo' ze cab."
"Oh, well, we'll just have to walk there, it can't be far." You hear Marius say. "Walk?" you ask. Then you turn to the driver, "Um, Monsieur, isn't there another way to get there besides walk?". The taxi driver apologizes for not giving you the answer you wanted, so you guys have to walk with all your baggage.
After a few blocks the boys seem a bit worn out but you, your still bursting with energy. "Look at this place," you say, "It's so old." "Yeah, back then Montmare was called the city of sin." Gordo says between trying to breath. "Where do you get your energy?" Marius asks you. "I dunno, I just feel this excitement. And we'll probably fit in here since our band is called, 'The Bohemians'." You tell them.
"Why do you say that?" Fernando asks. "Because, Bohemians used to be here, remember?" you tell him. "You're right," Fernando says, "Bohemians must've died here, so let's absorb the energies they left behind." You roll your eyes. What a paranormal freak.
"How far do we have to go?" Marius asked Gordo. "Not far. Look! There it is." He replies. "Oh, finally." You hear Marius mutter. All of you make your way to the building. It was old but it was still beautiful. There was a lobby, and four other floors as Gordo said. The second to the highest floor had its curtain flying slightly away from the window, but there was no wind.
But for some reason you're drawn to the second floor. "I'll take that room." You say pointing up at it. "What? You haven't even been in it. You haven't seen it yet." Gordo says.
You all go inside. At the lobby there is a front desk that your sure has been there for a long time. There's a small couch and the boys quickly make their way to it. "Ahhh, chair." You hear Marius say leisurely. "It sure is dark here, I thought your uncle's friend renovated it, Gordo?" you ask. Then as if your thoughts made it real, you see a figure come with an old fashioned lamp.
Your heart thumps. Oh, no. Please, not him. Not the ghost. The figure seems to be making it's way to you. "No!" you say. You close your eyes and use your arms to shield. You feel Gordo turn you around to him while holding your wrists. "Chill. It's only Mrs. Laveche." You turn around, the light from the lamp reveals the face of a plump woman in her late 40's or early fifties.
She puts the lamp down and puts her hand on your forehead. "Are you alright, dear?" her accent is almost like the ghost's. You stay speechless for a while and then tell her your okay. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Laveche, she's been having these hallucinations since the train. She must be tired." You hear Gordo say. He looks you in the eye. "You okay?" he asks. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." You tell him, but you look away. He puts his arm around you and this time he really looks at you with his aquamarine eyes. "I'm okay." You reassure him.
A Mrs. Laveche smiles sweetly at all of you then turns to Gordo. "My, how you've grown. You're very lucky." She says. "I miss you too auntie, but what did you mean my lucky?" he asks. Mrs. Laveche turns from him to the person he has his arms around, you. "Why, lucky to have such a nice young lady like her, dear. You're uncle never really stuck to one woman at a time, you know. Don't do the same."
"Oh," Gordo says. He quickly removes his comforting warm arms away from you, "You mean her, oh, no, she's just my best friend, auntie. There's nothing like that between us." This was not the first time people have thought you two were going out with each other.
After a little catching up and introducing she starts to lead you up the stairs. "I'll take the floor that's second highest." You say. "Are you sure, dear?" she asks. "Yes." You reply. "Alright, if that's what you want then." She tells you. You could tell she must've thought you were weird or something.
When you finally get to your floor she tells you that across your bedroom there's a renovated bathroom. Then she and Gordo make their way to the top floor. Fernando wanted the lowest one. Marius agreed for the one below you.
You look at the room. She was saying something about not fully renovating because she wanted to preserve the history of the building. She was right. The bed looked clean, the whole room did. Near the window, lay a table with a typewriter on it. It's one of those old fashioned ones. It's a nice room, the window would give you enough light during the day and the lights still worked. Excellent for song-writing.
You bring out the bed clothes, a pillow case and a blanket from one of your suitcases. You fix your bed. You'll have to decorate this room tomorrow with the stuff you brought. You're too tired to change for bed or anything so you just jump to your bed. Just as you were about to drift of into a deep sleep you feel someone get into bed with you.
You open your eyes. The room seems different. Like you travelled back in time again. Your bed stuff are all gone, they're different bedclothes now. Oh, no. Not again. You turn to your side, there he is; the ghost is sleeping beside you. But he doesn't feel like a ghost. He feels warm and his breathing calms you. He was so handsome even when he slept. You ran your fingers lightly through his black hair.
You snuggle in to him and two seconds later, he does the same. He seemed to find comfort in you too. "Who are you?" you whisper with half-eyes closed. "Christian." he mutters sleepily. He's half asleep but seems to be more asleep. This time you feel him put his arms around you, your head is slightly to his chest. You hear his heartbeat. "Christian, why are you here?" You ask, your eyes are now close. You feel no fear, just warmth and.love? Yes, you feel a love for love. You can feel his love for love.
"I'll be here," he whispers, "I'll be here when you close your eyes, when you sleep."