It was a sleepless night. She gave up at some point before dawn when her head was a little more clear and went to the bath to rub her skin raw in cold water. She also tended to her feet, pulling out the glass shards, cleaning them again and again until they began to bleed once more. When someone entered, she didn’t even have to guess. The only person who was ever silent and knew when Raoul had a “bad night” was her.
As their ritual, there was only silence when Giry surveyed the wounds and bandaged them. Christine didn’t care about her nudity, Giry had seen her body grow its collection of scars. The tears on Christine’s face were too much for her to ignore.
“What was this time?”
“He lost the house.” She said trying to gather herself before …show more content…
It was the first day of practice for the new play, she wouldn’t miss it. When she left, Christine dressed to find Martha to make her bruises disappear.
Later than morning, she met with Anna waiting with the others for the meeting on the new performance. She tried to pay attention without letting last night distract her, her mind dwelled on it, Raoul then Erik. She wanted to see him, to show him that she was ok. But he wasn’t there, if anything the meeting was very brief. The director was said some things were still being decided as he passed out the scripts.
The day was spent going over it. She already noticed the differences in the first act, it’s one of Erik’s works. So it would be different from conventional plays, it was daring and risque. There was a lot of disgruntled people as roles were switched and there was a lot of complaining from the prop masters.
“Shut up all of you!” The Director yelled numerous times, arguing and snapping at everyone who approached him, even Anna who was in a heated argument with him. Christine just listened wondering what Erik was up
As their ritual, there was only silence when Giry surveyed the wounds and bandaged them. Christine didn’t care about her nudity, Giry had seen her body grow its collection of scars. The tears on Christine’s face were too much for her to ignore.
“What was this time?”
“He lost the house.” She said trying to gather herself before …show more content…
It was the first day of practice for the new play, she wouldn’t miss it. When she left, Christine dressed to find Martha to make her bruises disappear.
Later than morning, she met with Anna waiting with the others for the meeting on the new performance. She tried to pay attention without letting last night distract her, her mind dwelled on it, Raoul then Erik. She wanted to see him, to show him that she was ok. But he wasn’t there, if anything the meeting was very brief. The director was said some things were still being decided as he passed out the scripts.
The day was spent going over it. She already noticed the differences in the first act, it’s one of Erik’s works. So it would be different from conventional plays, it was daring and risque. There was a lot of disgruntled people as roles were switched and there was a lot of complaining from the prop masters.
“Shut up all of you!” The Director yelled numerous times, arguing and snapping at everyone who approached him, even Anna who was in a heated argument with him. Christine just listened wondering what Erik was up