In The Rain: The Pavement Shines Like Silver
Rating: M (explicit abuse, violence)
Disclaimer: I do not own Les Misérables

But I won't follow you
into the rabbit hole
I said I would but then I saw
your shivered bones
They did not want me to
(~Terrible Love by Birdy~)

Éponine ran through the shadows of the street. She had just brought Marius' letter to Cosette. Or rather her father. The man had not let her in to give the blonde the letter. She did not know if Monsieur Fauchlevant remembered her from when he got Cosette. She did not even know if the man had seen her hiding in the shadows of the inn.

She had wanted to stand in front of Cosette. To apologize for treating her badly as a child. But on the other hand would the blonde remember her at all? Would the blonde send her away?

She was so deep into her thoughts about that she had dropped her defense. Suddenly she was pulled into a dark alleyway and into strong arms. The smell of alcohol dirt and blood invaded her nostrils and she knew better than to scream.

"'Parnasse let go of me.", she mumbled, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "I need to be somewhere.", she demanded more forcing after he had not let go and not reacted to her at all. "Sorry 'Ponine, can't do that. I've got a message for you. I made a deal with you father. I'm sure that'll be good news for you.", he smirked evilly and Éponine furrowed her brows in confusion and annoyance. With a nod she urged him to go on. She needed to get back to the Musain. Marius and Gavroche needed her help. She had to protect them. If anything ever happened to them-

"You're allowed back into the Patron Minette. But not as the boss' daughter. He says you'll be disinherited-" At this Éponine scoffed. What did her father own to inherit her any ways? "But guess what, he'll accept you as my wife.", Montparnasse smirked. Éponine looked at him with a raised brow "Why would I want to marry you?", she asked impatient. "Because I can take care of you, and you won't get anyone better than me anyways."

That hurt. She knew she was not good enough for Marius or any student for that matter. But that hoping and wishing could hurt so much... It killed her inside to become aware of that. But that did not mean she would just give in to him like that. "I'd rather die alone than marry you.", she spat at him. The insane grin that made it's way into Montparnasse's face did scare her a bit.

And suddenly the familiar feeling of metal against her throat was there. "If you want to get out of this alleyway alive and help your bourgeois boys in their want-to-be revolution you come with me and marry me.", he whispered into her ear. She was trapped. He knew that he valued her life over anything else. For her life was a sign of strength. He also knew that she the years on the street had taught her to keep what cherished safe.
"Alright. But you'll let me go to them right after.

Annoyed and impatient she let herself be dragged with him. She was still contemplating, whether that was a good idea. She searched for flight chances but could not find any. He must have purposely chosen the path so she could not escape him. Montparnasse tried to talk to her, but was ignored. The way seemed endless to her and once they had finally reached a dirty destroyed building that must have been a church once before turned into a ruin by street fights and the weather.

Inside she came face to face with the Patron Minette. Éponine felt like throwing up when she saw her sister. Azelma was beaten blue and green, and Éponine had the feeling it was her fault. Her father and his gang must have let out their rage against the younger of the sisters, after Éponine had run.

The wedding ceremony, if you could call it that at all, did fortunately did not take long. Instead of reading passages from the bible, singing beautiful songs, and exchanging poetic vows, like Éponine had always imagined it, the group of thieves stood in front of the man, who did not really look like a priest to Éponine. The priest just asked them whether the two wanted to marry each other and then proclaimed them as husband and wife. Montparnasse then pressed his lips on Éponine's and ignored her struggling.

"Can I go now?", she asked once Montparnasse let go of her. "What does she mean Montparnasse?", Thénardier asked the younger member of his gang. "Oh nothing, just a little something I promised her. She should know that she can't trust me.", Montparnasse laughed and Éponine turned around "'Parnasse let me go.", she demanded and after her father nodded at his gang members they all took her hands to keep her still.

"You're forgetting a vital part of a wedding, dear Éponine. Don't deny him his wedding night because of the bourgeois out there.", her father asked and Éponine felt her eyes widen. The began to struggle even harder. "Let me go! Damn it Montparnasse you bastard!", she screeched and her 'husband' only smirked. Before she could grasp what was happening, the men had let go of her. A scream sounded through the ruin, the 'priest' had left them alone. The men had taken hold of Azelma, and Thénardier stood dragged a knife across the younger girl's stomach. "Stop it you'll kill her!", Éponine screamed at him. She scrambled to her feet and lunged at her father.

She was held back by Montparnasse who had pulled her back again. Once more she felt like throwing up, when she felt his excitement against her back. That sick bastard was turned on by this? "You'd rather switch places with her?", he whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending cold shivers down her back. "Let her go. Send her away. I'll- I'll... I'll go with you.", she whispered and Montparnasse's dirty grin grew.

When Azelma was shooed away, Éponine could not meet her eyes. The Patron Minette then dissolved into the night as well, after telling them to have fun. Ashamed, and defeated she looked at her feet the whole time. Had she not sworn herself that she would never become like this. A helpless wife of a thug.

She stopped the tears and the bile that arose in her throat when his dirty fingers ripped her clothes of her, before he shed his own clothing. He pulled her close to him and began to touch her. He began groping her underdeveloped breasts descending downwards. Éponine kept still. With his one hand he took hers and put his erect penis into her hand, advising her to move it in a rhythmical manner. She followed his orders and did not fight him when he stopped her not much later. He started to attack her neck with his lips and pushed her on his dirty bed. With his hands he forced open her thighs that she had closed in the need to protect herself. Then he forced himself inside her. She bit her lips to muffle her pained scream. The taste of blood invaded her mouth and the tears were filling her eyes, as he pushed himself into her again and again. It felt like he was ripping her apart. She forced her eyes shut and endured it until he groaned and collapsed on top of her. His fluids spurted into her body.

So this is the first chapter. I hope I did not scare any of you away with the last part. If you're here for only romance then I'd advise you to stick with me for a while. It might not come in the next chapters, but it will be there in the end.
~Liliana-chan