What if:
Chapter 8: what if…?
- Why are you here? – the old man asked – I don't think you have anything to talk to a criminal like me!
- Tomorrow, Élie'll appear in court…and you should know, he'll be will be on trial as the ringleader!
- What? Ringleader?- Soulain bounded to the iron bars – He's not the ringleader, that's me!
- You? – a half smile 'd drawn on Oscar's face
- …nobody believe that…I know, but I think you will…
- Why I have to believe you? You're a criminal as you just said! – the half smile turned into a laugh before she walked away
- I'm the one told Élie you're a woman!
- What? – she stopped
- Actually, I told him how to distract you, so we can get all of you!
- What do you mean?
- You don't remember how did he look at your "friend" when he was disguised as woman?
- What is it concern to me anyway?
- Hahaha! – the old man stepped to the end of the cell – you had been being a man for too long, girl!
- This whole thing can't save Élie, you should know that! – Oscar said firmly, and she heard he whispered
- …I know…
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- Girodelle!- she stepped into his office
- Made…commander Oscar! – he said, surprisingly and happily – May I help you?
- Tell me about the trial tomorrow!
- Trial? Oh, the trial of the mob's leader?
- Yes!
- I don't know very well because that isn't my job…but I heard they're really hard with the hostile element…
- Do you know who should I ask about this?
- I though you was very close with the queen…
The queen? Yes, of course Oscar's very close with her, and she know just only one word, the queen will let Élie go…but she didn't want to do that…asking the queen for a favor again…
- May I know why are you interesting with this?
- Sorry, but it's none of your business! Oh, and there's something else…
- Yes…?
- About the party…
- You won't be present?
- On the contrary, I will!
- What?
- …And my soldiers too…
-…Are you telling me…
- Yes, it'll be exactly like the last party!
Oscar waited for Girodelle to say something, but he was only silent…
- Ok, see you at the party! – She said
- Oscar…- he hold her hand – When will you stop making fun at me? – he looked in to her eyes – when will you stop laughing at my love?
- At the time you withdraw your proposal! – she replied
- …Oscar…
- Girodelle, when you love someone, you always want to see they happy?
- Certainly!
- There's a man…-she removed his hand- HE won't be able to be happy if I become another man's wife…- now she looked at his eyes again- and I won't be happy if HE won't…
Girodelle be silent again, but he wasn't looked surpised, seemed like he already know this answer…
- HE is André Grandier? – finally, he asked
Oscar nodded her head slowly
- Because of him, you'll never get married?
Oscar looked at Girodelle for a while, and she nodded again
- Does that mean you love him?
Oscar looked at Girodelle, completely dumbfounded…
- Did you ever thought you will marry him? – he continued
-…No!
- Did you ever thought you will live without him?
- …no…- Oscar's voice now was really hard to heard
- That's all I need to know…- he smiled, a melancholy smile
-…so, farewell Girodelle…
- What if…- he called after her, when she was walking toward the door
- Yes?
- No, nothing…
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What if I'm your servant, what if we have lived together all our youth, would you love me?
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- Ah…- he opened his eye
- André! – the old woman scream with happiness
- Grandma…
- You had been slept for the whole day!
- Really?
- Yes, mademoiselle Oscar is really worry!
She's worry about me?
- Where is she?
- She come to visit major Girodelle…
- What? – he tried to get up – ouch!
- Easy!
- For what?
- Hah?
- Why she come to see Girodelle?
- …something about the engagement party…
Engagement party?
André felt like his ears was struck by lightning
Engagement party? Why? Why Oscar?
- Oh, mademoiselle!
That sound made André comeback to reality
- André! You're awake! – Oscar said
- Yes!
- Do you feel ok?
- Yes, I'm fine…oh, grandma…- he look at the old woman was trying to hide a yawn – you look tired…
- You should go to rest!- Oscar said – everything is fine now!
- But…
- It's ok, nanny, I'm here!
- …if you say so…
And the old woman left…
- Where have you been, Oscar?
- I came to ask Girodelle about Élie and the trial!
What about the party?
- That's all?
- Yes! Why you asked me that?
-…Oscar…
- huh?
-…what if…
- Yes?
- No…nothing…
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What if I'm a major, what if I'm a nobleman, could we have an engagement party and more than that?
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- That's weird…-Oscar smiled
- What?
- Nothing, just the word "what if"…
- What's wrong with it?
- Well, ok "what if you didn't come with me that night?"
- What?
- Then you won't get hurt!
- What are you talking about?
- What if you didn't join the French guard?
- Ok, stop that!
-…that's a weird word…
- Ok, I agree with you! – he looked at her dubiously, Oscar avoided his look, she didn't know what was she talking either. André know very well when she was confuse – so, what's about your wedding?
- WHAT?
-I heard grandma said about an engagement party for you and…
- You don't need to worry about that!
What is the hell I just say?
- Oh…ok…
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Is that clear enough for you? She just said "What if you didn't join the French guard?" and then "You don't need to worry about that!"
What if there was no light
Nothing wrong, nothing right
What if there was no time
And no reason or rhyme
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life*
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What's wrong with me? Why did I talk to with him like that? I was dying as seeing him swooned…Why don't I tell him that? What if I tell him that? What if I tell him I was worry about him? What if I tell him I need him, What if I tell him I….
She stopped her thought, she couldn't believed that's her thought
Is it really that I…I…
She couldn't say it, she couldn't think of it
That can't be! How can it's that way? No! Not like that!
…
But…
What if it is true?
What if I…
The end
Note: I think it's more interesting to let the three dots at the end of the fic :) And I also think that you can guess what is behind those dots…
For the (*), this is from the song "what if" in the album "X&Y". X&Y is the third studio album by English alternative rock band Coldplay, released 6 June 2005 in the United Kingdom via the record label Parlophone. The album has spawned the singles "Speed of Sound", "Fix You", "Talk", "The Hardest Part", "What If", and "White Shadows".