Came up with this idea when I was all sad and crying over something and my friend told me how I reminded her little bit of Eponine. Yup, good times good times.
Disclaimer: LISTEN!! I THINK WE'VE GONE OVER THIS ENOUGH!! EPONINE AND ALL THESE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE!! ARREST VICTOR HUGO IF YOU WANT TO BLAME SOME ONE!! BUT HEY, IT WAS A PRETTY GOOD CRIME!!
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Chapter 1
I stared at the reflection in the water. It was of a pale white, bony skeleton with tear stained cheeks. In little to no time, I knew who it was. The sad soul in the river's reflection was I. Eponine Thenardier.
I was doing what I had been doing for the past 3 years of my life. I was walking along the river at night. I was trying to deal with everything in my life. The Revolution, Gavroche, Mama and Papa, Azelma, Patron-Minette, Marius... Oh, why even deny it? He is really the only thing I think about. Forget the Revolution, forget Papa's silly group of friends. I personally don't care anymore. All I care about is him. Marius Pontmercy. Although, I know for a fact, he doesn't care. He only cares about my childhood "friend", Cosette. Oh, dear God in Heaven! How I hated that name. That name of that silly little girl who took everything I ever wanted from me. Cosette. It reminds me of corset. My mama told me about them once when I was younger. She said something about pain and passing-out, but really I don't remember. I could've remembered if Papa hadn't walked in. More drunk then he had ever been.
And tonight, like every night before, I just wondered. Why? Why did this happen to me? That Cosette-thing that took the love of my life away. The only person I could ever want. I never did anything bad to her. Yes, maybe my parents did abuse her when I was younger and I just made fun of her. But how could I not? My Papa would have beaten me to the death! So that's what I get for not sticking up for the person who would ruin my life? Is that why he doesn't love me? Because I didn't stand up for Cosette? I never did anything to her! It was my Mama and Papa who did those terrible things to her! Not me! But of course, you can't change the past.
That is how I wound up here. Sitting at the river-bank sobbing. All because of Marius. He would never love me back. Even if I tried with all my heart to get him to. If I was adopted by some strange man, cleaned up, fed right, dressed properly he still wouldn't notice me. Oh but sure, he'd noticed Cosette. What wonderful deed did she do to deserve him? All she ever did was make him not notice me even more and ruin my life. As if it weren't ruined enough. So now, I wake up everyday faced with the challenge of seeing Marius grinning. Not because he's glad to see me. No, because some wonderful thing happened with his beloved Cosette and he needs to tell 24601 people just to be satisfied.
But enough is enough. I shouldn't be crying. I remember what Papa said once when I was crying because he beat me so badly I bled, he grabbed my shoulder roughly and said with thick anger, " You are a Thenardier, and Thenardiers don't cry."
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