A/N: My very first shot in writing an E&E fanfic! Hoorah! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Les Mis ain't mine, and so are the characters...otherwise, it'd be freaky I'm still alive. xD
She is the first to fall, the first of us to fall upon this barricade.
Enjolras carried Éponine's lifeless body and laid her behind crates and against a wall in a dark alley near the barricade. There was a war going on, no one would be able to come across her he thought her body would be safe there.
"I'll come back for you later." he told the lifeless Éponine. "I'm sorry, I truly am, Éponine. I didn't save you like I told you I would." He brushed his lips against her cheek and then her forehead before pulling back. He got on his feet to rejoin his comrades into battle.
Enjolras saw Marius from behind who had a little smile upon his face reading a letter, a letter from Cosette.
"Éponine just died, she was a strong, remarkable, girl. What do you feel?" He asked Marius.
"It's a pity she should die," Marius said. "I have to rest now, sort some things out." He patted Enjolras's back, and went on his way.
'That's all he could say?' Thought Enjolras. 'She loved him, didn't he know? How could he be so daft?' He disregarded the matter and went back to assist his comrades on new tactics.
Here's to pretty girls who went to our heads.
He got shot in his left chest, his blood was everywhere and he was close to dying but still he had managed to run limply to the alleyway where he left Éponine. He was only a meter away from her when his legs started to feel numb and immediately, he fell. He then crawled towards her and helped himself to sit upright next to Éponine. He wrapped his arm around her body and Éponine leaned against his shoulder as if she was still breathing and had felt his presence. Enjolras smiled at her and smiled at himself in contentment.
"I'm a failure, I have failed the country, my fellowmen, the Friends of the ABC, and Éponine. I hope you'd all forgive me." He glanced upon Éponine and continued, "But now, I'm happy, I will be with you now. I love you, very much, Éponine. Maybe…next…lifetime." Seconds later, Enjolras breathed his last breath and the last thing he saw and heard was Éponine singing to him.
Take my hand, I'll lead you to salvation. Take my love, for love is everlasting. And remember the truth that once was spoken, to love another person is to see the face of God.
Well? How'd I go? Review please? :]