Long Way Round: go to the site... new travelogue is up! They finally made it to China! =] Sorry had to re edit it..too much swearing...
A/n: Moulin Rouge belongs to Baz...muhahaha I said it..now you can't sue! =P
Christian led Satine up the stairs to his garret once more. Neither of them had spoken a single word to the other since they left the bar. Satine let out a sigh of relief as they reached the top. 'We're safe for now...'
She seemed to notice Christian's lack of focus when he began dragging his feet. "Is everything alright?" She curiously asked him.
It took a good while for him to respond. "O-oh yes..." He said as he held the door open as Satine went in.
Chaos and confusion mixed with frustration was the only thing running through his mind. 'Why couldn't I do it?'
Christian moved to the other side of the room and began to change out of his blood stained shirt. Satine put on her lovely silk kimono as she watched him. She sat comfortably on his bed as she took a view of his modest garret.
'I can't believe she hasn't told me...' Christian thought grimly as he began to unlace his shoes. He had to find some way to get it out of her. But he didn't want to force it out either. He looked at her.
She looked so radiant with that kimono on. He smiled a bit but continued with his thoughts. 'This is the right time Chris', he said to himself. 'Ask her now or it's gonna kill you later!'
On the other side, Satine was too busy worrying about her own problems. ' I should be thankful...he did what he had to do to save us both...' she thought to herself. 'Yeah but that didn't seem anything like Christian!' The little voice in her head argued back. For a split second, she saw a bit of the Duke in her Christian, at the bar.
Desire. Passion. Anger. Rage. Hate... Jealousy.
Satine was too busy with her thoughts to have seen Christian sit beside her. She practically flinched when she felt a cold hand touch her.
'Something's definitely wrong.' He though as he drew his hand back. Christian was determined to find out the truth, no matter what. He cupped her face in his strong hands and looked straight into her ocean blue eyes. "Satine." He began softly. "I need you to tell me what happened."
Satine smiled a bit on the inside. Usually he'd dance around the subject and then ask her. But this time he just said it. Satine tried to pretend she didn't know what he was talking about. "What happened?" she said as she put her innocent girl look on her face.
Christian stood up, unable to endure his knowledge that Satine knew exactly what he meant. "Why cant you just tell me, I want to help you." He said in a louder tone.
"It's not important Chris." She said, turning away from his eyes.
"I know how you feel Satine, you're in a bind, a serious one and being stubborn isn't going to make it disappear!' He felt his anger coming back.
Satine felt the tinniest bit of fear, looking into Christian's angry eyes. "Please...I-It's my problem and I can handle it." Satine said, her voice cracking.
"No. No you can't. For god's sake Satine, what's going on with your life. Why can't you just tell me the truth!" Christian said, raking his hair with his hand.
Satine felt herself spark with anger. Why should he be the only one yelling? He would never know what it is like to be her. Or how hard it is just to live like this. No one could.
"You have no right to tell me what I can and can't handle! You don't even know how bad it is to be me Christian James! So don't you ever say, EVER say, what I can and can't do because you don't even now the first thing about me!" She hauled off and smacked him as hard as she could across his cheek and shouted "And that's for being my so called knight and shining armor!"
Christian stood there, completely shocked. He moved his hand to the burning spot where he was just hit. Amazing, the hand that would normally caress him just struck him speechless. A single tear fell to his face. How could things gone so out of hand?
He felt defeated but wouldn't show it. Just once he's like to get it his way with Satine, just once. Not knowing what to do he just said in a low tone, "Satine you're so stubborn tonight that I'm not going to bother wasting my time trying to talk sense into you. You won't listen not matter what I say." He joined her in his bed, but his back was turned toward her, his teared up face facing his wall.
Christian was hurt, she knew that. She was glad that her words and her hand had struck home. But she also felt an enormous amount of guilt. "Do you hate me Chris?" She said softly, her face hiding both her guilt and her anger.
Christian fell silent. The obvious answer rolled in his lips. Instead he closed his eyes and bitterly said, "Yes...I do hate you, Satine. But there's a very thin border; it's practically invisible. The border between me hating you and loving you. My mind's telling me to stay angry with you, to hate you with a passion. But my heart's still singing, it's still telling me to love you, to give you everything. I just don't know what to think anymore. I mean I trust you, but why don't you trust me?"
Satine hated when he used his words to make her feel even worse.
"Goodnight Satine."
She let out a sigh. "Goodnight Christian..."
"If that's even who you are anymore..." She whispered under her breath.
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Wow..I got really choked up when I read this. Where's my Kleenex?! I know this chapter was short. I ended it here cause I had to split into 3 chapters to reduce the confusion. This is the 1st part. The next 2 will make you think you were sucked into a bad episode of the twilight zone. Very confusing...anyways...what will happen to our lovers? Please send $19.95 for the next chapter or just click the review button to find out!