C A T H E C T: The Greatest Showman

7. Late night talks

It was pitch black outside, where the only thing that kept people from walking into things were the small beams of light that hung from the tall poles.

But Rosette didn't really mind it and if she did, she would never show it. After her small chat with Anne they both went separate ways. Anne went home and Rosette went to the circus to practice more on the tightrope.

This explains why she was currently in a loose top and shorts, holding onto a large, thin stick as she slowly made her way across the tightrope.

She took deep breathes as she continued this, walking forward and backwards on the rope balancing herself as best as possible so that the rope would wobble under her feet. Eventually when she got the hang of it she walked back towards the one of the balcony's that stood above the seats where the audience is supposed to sit.

Climbing into the balcony she made her way down the stairs until she eventually reached the bottom floor.

Rosette grabbed another rope and began tying it at a lower point of the pole so that it stood about 5 and a half feet above the ground, still a little high but not high enough to cause an injury if she were to fall.

Stepping onto the rope she began thinking of tricks she could do on the thin rope that she could use during on of her performances. She's only been practicing on the rope for a few weeks so she couldn't think of much.

With a thought coming into mind, she stretched her arms into the air. With her posture as straight as it can be on a rope, rosette began turning her body down. Making sure that her body was angled in a way so that her hands touched the rope at the same time, beside each other.

Gripping the rope, she began lifting herself with a little struggle. The rope wobbling beneath her.

Once her body was up straight in the air she turned herself, moving her grip on the rope quickly causing the rope to dip for a quick moment and she threw her legs back softly, her back arching on the way. Straightening her bridge posture on the rope, she stood straight with her arms stretched in front of her.

Releasing a breath, Rosette began trying to do the trick again. But more quicker.

And unlike the first time, Rosettes left hand missed the rope by just a few centimeters. And just by a mistake as small as that one, she fell.

closing her eyes tightly, prepared for the impact that will without a doubt leave a bruise. But she never made contact with the ground.

Instead she landed in a pair of arms.

Opening her eyes, she looked into dark blue orbs that looked back at her.

Holding her in a bridal style was none other than Phillip Carlyle.

"Are you gonna let me down or..." Rosette finally broke the silence.

"Right." Phillip shook his head setting Rosette on the ground.

"So, um what are you doing here?" Phillip asked her.

"I was just practicing tricks on the tightrope. You?"

"Oh, I-I was just wondering around the town and just stopped by here for a quick moment." Phillip replied.

"Mhm, okay." Rosette made her way to one of the benches and sat down, rubbing her sore hands together to try and ease the small pain.

"Look Rose, I wanted to talk about what I said -"

"It's fine. I figured our parents would have to get in between us at one point." She cut him off.

With a sigh Phillip sat down next to the brunette. Both of them staring off into nothing in a comfortable silence.

"I miss being a kid sometimes." Phillip spoke causing Rosette to look at him.

"Where there wasn't much to worry about because we didn't understand a thing about reality. I would tell you countless times that I would marry you and you would blush a lot until you became used to me saying it and would just reply with that cute smile you do that makes your dimples more visible. Things were so much more easier back then." Phillip sighed.

"Well who said we understood reality?" Rosette asked with a small smile.

"Me." Phillip replied simply.

"Well I don't agree Carlyle. I don't think reality is supposed be much of a bad thing if your doing things right." Phillip looked at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"What do you mean, what aren't we doing right?"

"Us." She simply stated.

"I've always believed you when you said that you were going to marry me in the future. I still believe it might happen. But it won't happen if we just sit back and let things go the way our parents want it to. I might be engaged to a man but that doesn't mean I will marry him, I will try to put up a fight to prevent it. I'll try to put up a fight against my parents who are nothing but judgmental to anyone I communicate with without their permission. I did it for Anne, I'm sure I am strong enough to fight for you to but that really depends on whether your willing to fight for me?" Rosette looked at Phillip once she finished.

"Yeah. I'm willing to." Phillip smiled at her.

But little did they know that fighting and making their dreams their reality was going to be quite the challenge with the obstacles that were bound to come their way.

I know that this part of the scene was supposed to be where Anne and Phillip sing "Rewrite the stars" and you probably wondering why I didn't have Rosette and Phillip sing the song. And the answer is simple. I don't want Rosette to follow Anne's plot, I want to try to be as original as possible.

Boom.

I finally re-wrote the chapter.

I originally was going to post this on Sunday and make life easier on me by posting the next chapter the next Sunday after the one coming up but I realized it won't be fair to you guys sense I was supposed to give you a chapter Yesterday.

So here it is.

Now I'm beginning to understand why many writers on wattpad take such a long time to finish theirs stories. Now that I'm writing a fanfic about the greatest showman, I've began to lose interest which is TERRIBLE. But I promise I will continue writing whether it feels like a homework assignment or not because I will not be a failure.

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Okay I'll leave now