The Fall of a former Dancer

Chapter 3

He sighed and brought her back to the stage. She had fallen asleep, her Head resting on his Shoulder. A Smile played on his lips. He hasn't wanted to Wake her up so he stood in the Middle of the stage, Odette lying in his arms. There was an enjoyable silent around them. He couldn't sit down because of the Fear to wake her up.

He turned around when he felt a pair of eyes on them. He saw a young redhaired girl stood next to the curtain. She looked a little bit curious at the back of her choreographer but when he turned around her Lips curled into a bright smile. a small squeak escaped her lips. Louis gave her a serious gaze but his Lips laid in a small smile. Felicie clapped a few Times softly in her hands.

"I will go out with Victor, See you tomorrow" She whispered with a joyful tune. Mérante nodded at her in agreement and turned back to the empty seats. Félicie looked at this scene a few more moments before she turned around to leave "Take good care of her" she had whispered. Then she left with a few little jumps. He had heard her whisper and sighed. "I will" he mumbled. Slowly the Voices from the hall went quietly. Just slowly he realized the small snoring that came from the woman. It sounded a little bit like a humming and make Louis smile. The only sound he could hear was the Humming, because of this he decided he could leave the Stage now.

He looked out of the big door from the area behind the stage. There was no one, just a few lights were still turned on and the halls were dead silent. He stepped out and hushed through the big halls, always concerned to not wake her up. After a few Minutes of steps climbing and steps through the big halls, they reached the attic.

The attic was a small but lovely place, there were some round windows which floated the room with natural sunlight. There haven't been many pieces of furniture, just a bed, a mattress, a closet, and a kitchenette. It was clearly too see that Odette tried anything to make the place comfortable, she had put all the old props in a corner to make as much space as possible.

He let her slowly slip down on the mattress. Her Hair had fallen out of her bun and laid open on her shoulders. She hadn't wake up and he hoped that it would stay like this. He sinks next to her on the ground. He let his fingers run through her hair and stroked her cheek. "I've missed you too," she said tired and half asleep. A small laugh escaped his lips.

He kept stroking her cheek for a while before he looked outside the window and saw that the sun has left the sky. "I have to leave now chéri" he whispered. She whispered something but Louis couldn't understand is. He paused before he pressed a Kiss on her forehead. When he separated he saw that her eyes had opened, just a little bit but she was awake. "You kissed me" she murmured half asleep. "This does not count" he smiled at her. He stroke a strand of hair out of her face before he took her face in his Hands. He smiled briefly at her before he leaned down to her. The Kiss was lovely and pure and felt just perfect. They just separated von each other when they needed to breathe.

"This does count" she smiled while their foreheads laid together. "I really hope so" he laughed at her. That's how the day ended for them, in the arms of each other. At the next morning, Félicie and Viktor reached the attic but stopped instantly when they saw the two persons on the mattress. "I know it" Félice whispered.