Ok, Sorry I haven't updated in like .. forever, but I forgot my password, and forgot about the
site altogther.
Ok, as always, I own nothing. Enjoy! Oh yes, a little hint, two people in this chapter try
to kill the unborn baby. You'll never beleive who ;)
Where did I go right?- belongs to Hilary duff and her people.
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Christian stepped inside the moulin rouge, with screams echoing in the empty daytime hallways.
Christian stopped for a moment, then started searching and opening and closing doors, until
he reached Harold Zidler's office.
Christian was never got along good with Zidler, but Satine did so he tried to be polite.
"So you were cheating on me?!" Yelled the Duke, in Satine's ear, with Harold restraining Satine's
arms. The duke grabbed a book, and took aim for Satine's stomach.
Then it dawned on Christian, 'He knows about the baby..'
Christian grabbed the dukes arm that held the book, "Don't you dare lay a finger on her."
"Christian!" Satine sighed, pulling free one of her arms that were being restrained and,
shoved her elbow into Harold's stomach. Satine headed towards the door, and waited for Christian
at it.
"One for you," Christian said, taking one of the many vases in Zidler's office, and smashing it
upon the duke's head, " And one for you." Christian said doing the same to Zidler.
"Are you ok?" Christian asked, examining Satine's stomach.
"I think so.." she moaned, "But, I feel sort of weird, just the shock I guess.." she said.
"Well, go get your bags packed, we're leaving today, I don't care." Christian said, pointing to
her dressing room.
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Satine quickly grabbed her half filled bag from the last time she tried to escape.
"I knew, that all of this would be so yesterday." Satine sighed, grabbing the pictures off of
her mirror, there was a picture of Christian in a tiny ring box, that some guy had given her,
I'm always too late, I see the train leaving
I'm always laughing, when it's not cool to smile
Where did I go right, How did I get you
How come all this blue sky is around me and you found me
Where did I go right, how did I get you
I don't know how I did, but somehow now I do
I'm always walking, forget where I'm going
Should have turned left but I'm singing some song, and I,
I am arriving as everyones leaving
But then you were waiting, something is wrong
Where did I go right, How did I get you
How come all this blue sky is around me and you found me
Where did I go right, How did I get you
I don't know how I did, but somehow now I do,
Makes no sense to me, no it isn't clear
But somehow your standing here
Something gets to me, it said nothing is wrong..
Satine sighed, it was a song she'd been working on for the past little while.
She headed for the door way, she'd packed everything she needed. She looked back into her
dressing room, when something caught her eye, a cameo pin, that her grandmother had given
her when she was little, She pinned the cameo onto her knit sweater, and left the moulin rouge,
forever, or that was what she had thought.
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ok, I am sooo sorry this chapter is crappy!
Well please review!
Love you all!!
site altogther.
Ok, as always, I own nothing. Enjoy! Oh yes, a little hint, two people in this chapter try
to kill the unborn baby. You'll never beleive who ;)
Where did I go right?- belongs to Hilary duff and her people.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Christian stepped inside the moulin rouge, with screams echoing in the empty daytime hallways.
Christian stopped for a moment, then started searching and opening and closing doors, until
he reached Harold Zidler's office.
Christian was never got along good with Zidler, but Satine did so he tried to be polite.
"So you were cheating on me?!" Yelled the Duke, in Satine's ear, with Harold restraining Satine's
arms. The duke grabbed a book, and took aim for Satine's stomach.
Then it dawned on Christian, 'He knows about the baby..'
Christian grabbed the dukes arm that held the book, "Don't you dare lay a finger on her."
"Christian!" Satine sighed, pulling free one of her arms that were being restrained and,
shoved her elbow into Harold's stomach. Satine headed towards the door, and waited for Christian
at it.
"One for you," Christian said, taking one of the many vases in Zidler's office, and smashing it
upon the duke's head, " And one for you." Christian said doing the same to Zidler.
"Are you ok?" Christian asked, examining Satine's stomach.
"I think so.." she moaned, "But, I feel sort of weird, just the shock I guess.." she said.
"Well, go get your bags packed, we're leaving today, I don't care." Christian said, pointing to
her dressing room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Satine quickly grabbed her half filled bag from the last time she tried to escape.
"I knew, that all of this would be so yesterday." Satine sighed, grabbing the pictures off of
her mirror, there was a picture of Christian in a tiny ring box, that some guy had given her,
I'm always too late, I see the train leaving
I'm always laughing, when it's not cool to smile
Where did I go right, How did I get you
How come all this blue sky is around me and you found me
Where did I go right, how did I get you
I don't know how I did, but somehow now I do
I'm always walking, forget where I'm going
Should have turned left but I'm singing some song, and I,
I am arriving as everyones leaving
But then you were waiting, something is wrong
Where did I go right, How did I get you
How come all this blue sky is around me and you found me
Where did I go right, How did I get you
I don't know how I did, but somehow now I do,
Makes no sense to me, no it isn't clear
But somehow your standing here
Something gets to me, it said nothing is wrong..
Satine sighed, it was a song she'd been working on for the past little while.
She headed for the door way, she'd packed everything she needed. She looked back into her
dressing room, when something caught her eye, a cameo pin, that her grandmother had given
her when she was little, She pinned the cameo onto her knit sweater, and left the moulin rouge,
forever, or that was what she had thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ok, I am sooo sorry this chapter is crappy!
Well please review!
Love you all!!