THANKYOU!!!!!! Thanks a lot for those who reviewed. And since Lil( ) said
she would die I had to continued this ASAP. Hey, can't have people dying
because of me. [Speaking of dying, I watched Black Hawk Down yesterday. It
was full of guts and Ewan was HOT!] So anyway, on with my fic!
You wake up the next morning.or afternoon rather. You check the time; it's 1 pm. You slept well last night. That's when it hits you again with a big bang. You're in Paris!!! Paris, the city of art, culture, music and romance. Being here looks like you have an advantage for song writing. You haven't written one since your break up with Jack.
He wasn't the first guy who broke your heart, though. There was Daniel, Oliver then Xander; all who broke your heart. Daniel was your first love. You remember the way he made you feel when he confessed his love; you also remember how you felt when he left you for someone else. Then, Oliver.it wasn't his fault he's not here with you anymore.
Among all your ex-guys, he was the one that you were comfortable with. He seemed to see and accept a side of you you never showed. How he disappeared from your life? He died. He was going to England to study. You still remember how the song, "Jet Plane" magically played on your car radio when you took him to the airport. He was special. You almost forgot to live for a month and two weeks because of his plane crash. It was Gordo who helped you get over it. Of course Marius and Fernando helped you too but not as much as Gordo did.
And of course, not to forget Xander. His story was a little different. You met at a party your band played for. He was great and you had a good chemistry. He asked you out right away and you decided to be a couple then. You called yourselves a couple for a week until Sunday, night. It was your mom's birthday. You invited him but he said that his dad's third cousin also had a party that night. And I guess it's no surprise that you two saw each other in the party and found out that you were distant cousins.
You wanted to be friends with him but now all he gives you is a cold shoulder; two cold shoulders. All this time, it was Gordo who stood by you. Gordo confronted Daniel without your permission. You still remember that scene: you were trying to tell Gordo to turn back; that it wasn't necessary for him to talk to Daniel about it. But he refused to follow you. You still remember what he said, "You know, I won't even bother beating you up; I'll just damage your head some more if I do. Because man, are you nuts to drop a girl like her." Then Daniel just laughs it of and rolls up his sleeves; a signal Daniel wanted to beat Gordo up. But fate was kind and Marius and Fernando had heard about the scene and rushed over. The stood by you and Gordo's side; by your side. "You mess with one o us, you mess with all of us." Marius said. "I hope all your woman ancestors haunt you. You should be ashamed to hurt a girl that way." Fernando joined in.
Gordo was there when Oliver died. "Nothing's forever, you understand? Nothing. Oliver was one part of you, you can't let his death take the whole you. Think; would Oliver want you to be like this?" Gordo said all that. As for the Xander story, he comforted you too. You were even hurt when Xander was pretending to be someone else and not real to you anymore.
Gordo was there. He was always there.
And Jack, you thought he was in love with you but he only used you to show his friends he could hook up a girl. Jerk. He was such a jerk. But you found out right away and when he invited all his friends to a gig of yours, you surprised him by singing your song.
You go the bathroom and take a shower, brush your teeth, fix your hair and make-up and get dressed. You make your way downstairs to Marius' floor. You catch him practicing his bass electric guitar. You let him play for a while until he notices you. "Well, hello sleeping beauty." You hear his sarcastic voice say. You ignore the sarcasm and sit down on a couch in his room. He already posted his pictures and posters. The pictures are his family, the band, and his skateboard photos. He was pretty much a normal dude.
"Do you have any idea where Gordo is?" you ask. "Yeah, he said he'll go sight seeing or something." He replies. You sigh, you wanted to do that too, but oh, well he's already gone. "He also said he'll try to get us a gig. I hope he gets us one in that place near here, The Moulin Rouge. It used to be a night club full of hookers according to stories; but not many know how it closed in the 1900's." Jack tells you lying down on his bed to read a magazine. The Moulin Rouge. Why was your heart beating so fast by the mention of the name? It's like you heard it before already.in another time and place.
You close your eyes.Moulin Rouge. The name makes you feel dizzy, swirly. You suddenly feel trapped; some sort of sadness. Tears stream out of your eyes. Marius notices, he moves up to you taking your hands, which are as cold as ice. "[Your name], are you alright?" you hear him say. "It's my home. It's the only place." you whisper between tears. "Say what? You're home? What are you saying?" you hear Marius say. "It's the only place where I'm taken care of, where I can hide from the world." You continue. You fall into an embrace with Marius; he tries to comfort your tears. "Those men, they only want one thing but it's only there.only there where others like me shelter each other. It's my home, my life.the Moulin Rouge. The Moulin Rouge is my home." You whisper with the tears still coming.
You feel Marius shiver. You cry there until you feel this bang in you. What in the world did you just say to him.the Moulin Rouge, your home? You wipe your tears away and look up at him. He gives you a look; you don't like the look it's the I-think-your-insane one. "What just happened?" he asks. "I.I don't know. Whatever I said, Marius.it wasn't me." You tell him. "I don't know what happened. I don't know how." You continue. He nods. "Maybe.please don't freak out but maybe it's what Fernando said." He tells you.
"Fernando?" you ask. "Yeah," he replies, "You know, what he said about the spirits here in this old city. Maybe, they feel this sadness and you're sensitive to it." "What? What are you saying Marius? Do you actually believe in that stuff?" you ask him shakily. "Well, what just happened.well, what's been happening to you lately is kinda convincing me." He tells you. You look at him, you know you're being haunted by something; this time you know it as a fact. You're not crazy and it's not imagination.
"You started talking like the people who used to be in the Moulin Rouge." He breaks the silence. You're really freaked out by now. Gordo, you need to find him, pronto! You run away from Marius' floor without a word. You need to be alone for a while.
You go to your room and try to do something to forget it all. You think of fixing up your room. You put all your toiletries, cosmetics and seashells in your bathroom. You put your decorative candles in some corners of your room. You add a little this and that and voila! Your room is a masterpiece. That made you forget.
Then you hear a familiar guitar play from upstairs. You know it's Gordo because you can hear his great voice start to sing.
This is the place where i sit,
this is the part when i love you too much.
Is this as hard as it gets?
Cuz i'm getting tired of pretending i'm tough.
I'm here if you want me,
I'm yours, you can hold me.
I'm emptying, takin', tumblin and breakin'.
You knew he could write but you're sure the band has never played this song before.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't know me.
The way i wish you would.
the way i know you could
This song was beautiful so you just listened.
I dream a world where you understand
and i dream a million sleepless nights.
I dream of fire when your touchin' my hand.
But twists into smoke when i turn on the rights.
I'm speechless and fadin' it's too complicatin'.
Is this how the book ends. Nothin' but good friends.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't love me.
The way i wish you would.
ahhhh ah. ahhhhhh ah.
Way i wish you would.
ahhhh ah.
This is the place in my heart.
This is the place where i'm falling apart.
Isn't this just where we met.
Is this the last chance that i'll ever get?
I wish i was roaming.
Instead of just stoaming.
Crystal and see through are not enough to you.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't love me.
The way i wish you would.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't know me.
The way i wish you would.
the way i know you could.
That was a really great song. You quickly make a mental note to yourself to ask him if you could use it for a performance. But one thing's still bothering you.who in the world did he write it for. He was your best friend, he'll tell you; he always does. He always tells you why or what he wrote a song for.
Okay! That was chapter four. Here's a question for the reader: Who did Gordo write it for? Give me your answers please!
You wake up the next morning.or afternoon rather. You check the time; it's 1 pm. You slept well last night. That's when it hits you again with a big bang. You're in Paris!!! Paris, the city of art, culture, music and romance. Being here looks like you have an advantage for song writing. You haven't written one since your break up with Jack.
He wasn't the first guy who broke your heart, though. There was Daniel, Oliver then Xander; all who broke your heart. Daniel was your first love. You remember the way he made you feel when he confessed his love; you also remember how you felt when he left you for someone else. Then, Oliver.it wasn't his fault he's not here with you anymore.
Among all your ex-guys, he was the one that you were comfortable with. He seemed to see and accept a side of you you never showed. How he disappeared from your life? He died. He was going to England to study. You still remember how the song, "Jet Plane" magically played on your car radio when you took him to the airport. He was special. You almost forgot to live for a month and two weeks because of his plane crash. It was Gordo who helped you get over it. Of course Marius and Fernando helped you too but not as much as Gordo did.
And of course, not to forget Xander. His story was a little different. You met at a party your band played for. He was great and you had a good chemistry. He asked you out right away and you decided to be a couple then. You called yourselves a couple for a week until Sunday, night. It was your mom's birthday. You invited him but he said that his dad's third cousin also had a party that night. And I guess it's no surprise that you two saw each other in the party and found out that you were distant cousins.
You wanted to be friends with him but now all he gives you is a cold shoulder; two cold shoulders. All this time, it was Gordo who stood by you. Gordo confronted Daniel without your permission. You still remember that scene: you were trying to tell Gordo to turn back; that it wasn't necessary for him to talk to Daniel about it. But he refused to follow you. You still remember what he said, "You know, I won't even bother beating you up; I'll just damage your head some more if I do. Because man, are you nuts to drop a girl like her." Then Daniel just laughs it of and rolls up his sleeves; a signal Daniel wanted to beat Gordo up. But fate was kind and Marius and Fernando had heard about the scene and rushed over. The stood by you and Gordo's side; by your side. "You mess with one o us, you mess with all of us." Marius said. "I hope all your woman ancestors haunt you. You should be ashamed to hurt a girl that way." Fernando joined in.
Gordo was there when Oliver died. "Nothing's forever, you understand? Nothing. Oliver was one part of you, you can't let his death take the whole you. Think; would Oliver want you to be like this?" Gordo said all that. As for the Xander story, he comforted you too. You were even hurt when Xander was pretending to be someone else and not real to you anymore.
Gordo was there. He was always there.
And Jack, you thought he was in love with you but he only used you to show his friends he could hook up a girl. Jerk. He was such a jerk. But you found out right away and when he invited all his friends to a gig of yours, you surprised him by singing your song.
You go the bathroom and take a shower, brush your teeth, fix your hair and make-up and get dressed. You make your way downstairs to Marius' floor. You catch him practicing his bass electric guitar. You let him play for a while until he notices you. "Well, hello sleeping beauty." You hear his sarcastic voice say. You ignore the sarcasm and sit down on a couch in his room. He already posted his pictures and posters. The pictures are his family, the band, and his skateboard photos. He was pretty much a normal dude.
"Do you have any idea where Gordo is?" you ask. "Yeah, he said he'll go sight seeing or something." He replies. You sigh, you wanted to do that too, but oh, well he's already gone. "He also said he'll try to get us a gig. I hope he gets us one in that place near here, The Moulin Rouge. It used to be a night club full of hookers according to stories; but not many know how it closed in the 1900's." Jack tells you lying down on his bed to read a magazine. The Moulin Rouge. Why was your heart beating so fast by the mention of the name? It's like you heard it before already.in another time and place.
You close your eyes.Moulin Rouge. The name makes you feel dizzy, swirly. You suddenly feel trapped; some sort of sadness. Tears stream out of your eyes. Marius notices, he moves up to you taking your hands, which are as cold as ice. "[Your name], are you alright?" you hear him say. "It's my home. It's the only place." you whisper between tears. "Say what? You're home? What are you saying?" you hear Marius say. "It's the only place where I'm taken care of, where I can hide from the world." You continue. You fall into an embrace with Marius; he tries to comfort your tears. "Those men, they only want one thing but it's only there.only there where others like me shelter each other. It's my home, my life.the Moulin Rouge. The Moulin Rouge is my home." You whisper with the tears still coming.
You feel Marius shiver. You cry there until you feel this bang in you. What in the world did you just say to him.the Moulin Rouge, your home? You wipe your tears away and look up at him. He gives you a look; you don't like the look it's the I-think-your-insane one. "What just happened?" he asks. "I.I don't know. Whatever I said, Marius.it wasn't me." You tell him. "I don't know what happened. I don't know how." You continue. He nods. "Maybe.please don't freak out but maybe it's what Fernando said." He tells you.
"Fernando?" you ask. "Yeah," he replies, "You know, what he said about the spirits here in this old city. Maybe, they feel this sadness and you're sensitive to it." "What? What are you saying Marius? Do you actually believe in that stuff?" you ask him shakily. "Well, what just happened.well, what's been happening to you lately is kinda convincing me." He tells you. You look at him, you know you're being haunted by something; this time you know it as a fact. You're not crazy and it's not imagination.
"You started talking like the people who used to be in the Moulin Rouge." He breaks the silence. You're really freaked out by now. Gordo, you need to find him, pronto! You run away from Marius' floor without a word. You need to be alone for a while.
You go to your room and try to do something to forget it all. You think of fixing up your room. You put all your toiletries, cosmetics and seashells in your bathroom. You put your decorative candles in some corners of your room. You add a little this and that and voila! Your room is a masterpiece. That made you forget.
Then you hear a familiar guitar play from upstairs. You know it's Gordo because you can hear his great voice start to sing.
This is the place where i sit,
this is the part when i love you too much.
Is this as hard as it gets?
Cuz i'm getting tired of pretending i'm tough.
I'm here if you want me,
I'm yours, you can hold me.
I'm emptying, takin', tumblin and breakin'.
You knew he could write but you're sure the band has never played this song before.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't know me.
The way i wish you would.
the way i know you could
This song was beautiful so you just listened.
I dream a world where you understand
and i dream a million sleepless nights.
I dream of fire when your touchin' my hand.
But twists into smoke when i turn on the rights.
I'm speechless and fadin' it's too complicatin'.
Is this how the book ends. Nothin' but good friends.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't love me.
The way i wish you would.
ahhhh ah. ahhhhhh ah.
Way i wish you would.
ahhhh ah.
This is the place in my heart.
This is the place where i'm falling apart.
Isn't this just where we met.
Is this the last chance that i'll ever get?
I wish i was roaming.
Instead of just stoaming.
Crystal and see through are not enough to you.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't love me.
The way i wish you would.
Cuz you don't see me.
And you don't need me.
And you don't know me.
The way i wish you would.
the way i know you could.
That was a really great song. You quickly make a mental note to yourself to ask him if you could use it for a performance. But one thing's still bothering you.who in the world did he write it for. He was your best friend, he'll tell you; he always does. He always tells you why or what he wrote a song for.
Okay! That was chapter four. Here's a question for the reader: Who did Gordo write it for? Give me your answers please!