Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading my first fanfic. I have been dying to write about my favorite, most adorable couple: Eponine and Enjolras. I would greatly appreciate any comments or or feedback. Please review and feel free to PM with any ideas! Thanks again. oxoxo Juliette
Eponine stood in a shadowed alleyway, her forlorn figure shrouded by darkness. All Eponine wanted was to fade away into darkness, swallowed by her grief. She squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them again as if this action would some how erase the heartbreaking image before her.
In the back garden of a storybook cottage stood a figure of absolute loveliness and grace. She resembled an earthbound angle and her fair skin seemed to glow with celestial radiance. The girl's neatly brushed golden tresses fell over her shoulder, intricately braided with a soft pink ribbon. Cosette. The name held all the melody of this alien creature who was everything Eponine was not. Yet Cosette had everything Eponine had ever longed for.
The girl clasped hands with Marius, separated from the young man only by the gleaming black bars of an iron fence. Marius, Eponine's Marius, the boy she would have done anything for, grasped Cosette's delicate, china-like fingers in his hands. He whispered tender sweet words into her ear, and brushed a blonde hair away from her pink cheeks.
Eponine shrunk against the brick wall of the building behind her and her body slid down to the street. The entirety of her being was crying out to Marius, but he heard nothing. He only had eyes for the lovely Cosette. Eponine knew she was nothing, nothing to Marius. She was just a faded dirty image next to the blossoming Cosette. What a fool she was indeed, to ever dream that Marius thought of her more than a faithful friend. What a golden god he had been to her! The handsome, wealthy boy who had showed her all the beauty in life, yet only brought her misery. Tears streaming down her cheeks, Eponine fled the painful scene.
Eponine raced through the dark maze of streets, blinded by her own tears and utter disappear. She didn't care where she was going or what happened to her. Nothing mattered anymore.
The pitiful girl stumbled toward a lone street light on a deserted corner. She leaned against the cool metal to catch her breath. Eponine closed her eyes and forced herself to take deep even breathes, but she still let out tearful gasps and shaky sobs.
Then, just to her right she heard a man's voice, gentle and calm with an air of deep concern.
"Eponine? Are you all right?" asked Enjolras, peering at the petite girl, from his substantial height, his disheveled blonde curls falling into his clear blue eyes.