A/N: Long time no update. Haha. I may be a few days late. Better late than never, I guess. I do hope we all had a wonderful Easter Sunday :D
Please follow along the lyrics again. The next song is really beautiful, please do follow along. And here is part 4....
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Carson's P.O.V.
I shrugged a new coat on because the one I wore before had running on its sleeve. My mask and wig were in the right places, I just waited for the next scene to start. One thing that caught the corner of my eye, was Cole. He looked pissed off whenever we are off-stage ever since the incident in the intermission.
"Hey, Mr. Pierce. Good luck." Pierre sprinted his way on stage. He was playing Gustave. Our Gustave. Mia's and mine. Talented boy for an eight-year-old. Dashing looks, brown hair, brown eyes. He has a big future ahead of him.
A shoulder hit mine hard making me twist to the other side. Cole looked at me with cold eyes. "Watch where you're going, Pierce. There's a hole on your mask where your eye goes!"
"Stop it, Cole!" a female voice stopped me from throwing a fist at him. "Carson, you're needed at the east." I turned around to see Jessica.
I wanted to show Cole a piece of my mind, but I fought the urge, due to my good education. Cole and I were looking into each other's eyes with full intensity. If it weren't for Jessica tugging my arm, I might have been glued to the floor.
"You're being immature, Carson." she kept pulling me to the east. "My advice, Cole isn't worth the fight." she pulled me to where I was supposed to enter. He fixed my coat again and checked my lapels. "What?" she looks at me.
"Who are you and what've you done with Jessica?"
"I'm still that devil of a girl who wanted to eat you up the first time I saw you. Now, you get on stage in ten seconds, or I'll just have to whip the crap out of you." she smirked. "...but you deserve Mia...but I know she'll understand. Steal the show, Carson." she winked.
I flashed her a smile and mouthed out my thanks as I got on stage.
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Monique's P.O.V.
This is it. My aria. The title song. It was my dream to sing this song at its best. And when I say at its best, I mean this. I am Christine. I am in a beautiful gown. I am singing this song. I am bringing the pride of performers...but...I am not a hundred percent complete, like, something is wrong.
When I was younger, I pictured all of this to happen. I would work on Broadway, audition for Christine, perform a million miles away from home...what was missing?
Instinctively, I looked at my right and Carson was there. His gaze won't leave me, I'm sure of that. Who knew that one gaze from him gave me strength. Not to tell you the butterflies I have in the pit of my stomach. This is getting crazy. My darling, angel, this is for you, my heart whispered to my mind.
Who knows when love begins
Who knows what makes it start
One day it's simply there
Alive inside your heart
My voice was trembling a bit. Urgh, focus!
It slips into your thoughts
It infiltrates your soul
It takes you by surprise
Then seizes full control
YOU ARE READING
For Better or For Worse
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