• The very first Louis Dega x Reader fiction.
• Inspired by Rami Malek in the movie Papillon (2018)
• 12 chapters, 12 gods...
• Champs Elysées /Ἠλύσιον πεδίον/ (n.)
1. a major avenue in Paris famous for elegant shops and cafes
2. in greek mytholog...
• In Greek mythology, Charon (karɔ̃) is the ferryman of Hades who carries souls of the newly deceased across the river Styx that divided the world of the living from the world of the dead. The escape of Louis and Papi knows some difficulties when they cross the road of an old friend, their own "Charon" somehow... •
Your Point of View
We were waiting in line, Bertrand was chatting with a sailor, Papillon and Gaspard were curiously getting along and I stood behind them next to Louis, waiting for us to get on board.
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"I didn't have the occasion to thank you properly for...everything you've done." He declared looking at me, while I was trying to hide my anxiety by tightening my grip on our tickets. "You saved my life and my friend's. For the first time in three years, thanks to you, I'm wearing something else than rags." I calmed myself down, I wanted that man, I wanted him the way a woman wants a man and acting like a shy high school girl would have been useless.
I got closer to him and carefully avoided his gaze so as not to lose confidence.
"You'll thank me once we'll be at the terrace of a café over a glass of good wine, with the Eiffel tower behind us." I said him confidently while fixing the collar of his shirt.
His glinting eyes darted to the side, as I tightened his tie. Was he avoiding my gaze? An expression of doubt colored his features, as if he were working on the answer he was going to give me.
"Is that an invitation Mademo..." He started interrupted by the captain's strong voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have the honor to welcome you aboard the Napoleon. Boarding will start any time soon so please prepare your tickets." He shouted, his sentence punctuated by the sounds of seagulls.
The queue finally started to move forward and people slowly started to get on board. Suddenly, I felt Louis freeze next to me. He grabbed my arm tightly not taking his eyes off a man in front of him. He looked like a man who had seen an old friend... or an old enemy.
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Louis Point of View
It was him, there was no doubt. Papillon turned to me, he had noticed too. The ticket inspector was the same man who brought girls to the prison every week for guards to spend some good time with. Papillon had even tried to pay him once for him to get us out, plan which had majestically failed.
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He would recognize us, contact the police and, in less time than it takes to say 'Paris', we would be back in solitary and I didn't even want to think about Y/N's fate for having tried to help us.
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"Louis, what's wrong?" I heard her delicate voice say while I was still staring at the ticket inspector. I quickly looked down for him not to notice us. My heart was pounding in my chest, my hands were trembling.
She must have noticed it because she took my hand in hers to calm me down. Her touch had a crazy effect on me. I finally gathered my thoughts, my heart still pounding hard in my chest.
"The man right there, don't look at him, he knows who we are." I shortly explained, we had no time for monologues. She instantly understood the urgency of the situation and didn't ask for further explanations but her eyes darkened as I went on. "Papi and I should leave while we still can, that way you'll be able to get on this boat without any problems." All of a sudden, she let go off my hands.
I wanted to protect her at all costs, even if it meant giving up on my last chance to be a free man, even if it meant giving up on her...
She looked concerned and avoided my gaze. She was looking down at our tickets and during a second I imagined that... she could be sad about losing me, Louis, not about losing Mr. Dega, her bookkeeper and accountant. She finally looked back at me and said:
"Louis, your freedom is on that boat, all you have to do is to reach out and take it, but I can't do it for you or force you to do it." She swallowed before adding. "So... if you want to stay here then I'll do nothing against it... but if there's a single part of you that wish to drink that glass of wine in Paris with us, then let me help you. I'm not letting you here, not because I want you to work for me, but because I truly believe that your place is not here and that it has never been."
She was right, my place wasn't there but with her and I wasn't going to let a low-level procurer tore my only chance to be happy.
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