Les Misérables de L'Opéra
As Eponine was walking on her own to give Marius' letter to Cosette, she caught herself thinking about him.
"Why does Marius love her? They just met!" She couldn't help but rant. "Just like
Cosette she always gets what she wants. Nothing seems to make sense anymore."
Then she stopped and said to herself.
"Wow. That opera house, it's so beautiful. Opera Popular, guess it wouldn't
hurt to walk in."
When she walking in she was amazed at how the marble shined. "Wow, even more beautiful on the inside" then she let out a giggle the wondered up the stairs.
To her surprise box five was empty. "Might as well sit" she said to herself.
She had never been to an opera before but she did agree with most people that La
Carlotta wasn't as amazing as she thought she was.
About thirty minutes had passed when the Phantom (Erik) had decided to take his place in box five, but someone was already sitting there.
"Stupid boy" he muttered to himself then she pulled the boy out of the box by
the collar of his overcoat and turned him around to see his face come to find
out that the boy was a girl.
"Oh, I apologize miss" Erik said "Who are you?" Erik asked "Well?" he asked
getting impatient. "E-Eponine, Eponine Thénardier. Who are you, and why did you
pull me out of the box?" she asked as she smacked Erik's hand off of her
shoulder.
"Erik, I am what they call here, the opera ghost" he said this with a smirk like
he was proud of the title. "And I pulled you out because I normally sit and I
thought you were a young boy, dressed up as you are" he said looking at the thin
rags she wears.
"When you're poor what else can you wear?" All of a sudden her stomach growls. "You don't eat much either." She says with an embarrassed smile. "Here come with
me." Erik says as he held out his hand. Eponine paused for a moment they took his
hand
He led her through secret doorways and underground tunnels. "Where are we going?" She asked excited for a new adventure. "You will see soon enough" he
said with his sly smirk.
Soon enough they were in a boat, headed to the phantom's lair.
Eponine was silent the entire boat ride her expression in awe. Erik got out first then help Eponine out. "Do live down here?" She asked wondering around. "Yes, also spend time down here composing operas." "Interesting. Do you live down here yourself?" "Yes." replied with a sad tone in his voice as he handed her some wine and a slice of bread. She took the food and drink in her hands then set the bottle down and
began to eat the bread. "How are you so alone down here?" Eponine asked. "Well
I'm unwanted by many people because of the deformity on my face." then Eponine
mutter to herself "So that's why you wear the mask." "What?" Erik asked,
thinking he heard something. "Nothing, go on," Eponine replied.
"My mother didn't even want me so she sold me to the circus then I became part a
side show. I was called the Devil's Child. And people would pay to see me
beaten." "I feel your pain, the boy I love wants nothing to do with me and my
parents are constantly beating me when I refuse to help them rob."
There was an understanding silence then they both looked up and caught each
others eyes. Eponine felt something but what Erik felt was much more strong.
"Eponine stay with me, here. I know just met but" Eponine stopped him "Erik I
would, but I can't I have to somehow help with the battle of Waterloo tomorrow
but I promise you that if I live I will come back and stay with you." "Same time
tomorrow then" Erik said then he stood up and kissed her on the forehead. He
walk her over to the boat then she stopped him. "Wait can I see you with
out your mask?" "As long as you won't be frightened." He replied. And she
replied with "I have been robbing houses from a young age nothing frightens me."
she said with a smile. "Alright."
He removed his mask and his wig and a Eponine did show a look of horror all she did was touch the right side of his face as she smiled. She put her hand down
the held his hands in hers and said, "Now what is there to be afraid of." she
kissed his cheek and then climbed into the boat.
Little did Erik know that the night before would be the last time he would see
Eponine. He did nothing for the past week didn't even touch his organ. Then one
day. He saw the spirit of Miss Eponine and all she did was smile, raise her hand
to touch the right side of his face then she faded away.
He knew that was her way of saying good-bye and telling him not to grieve and to not forget. He never would. But he would ease the pain by training a young woman to someday sing at the opera house and he would fall for her in time. Her name was Christine Daaé.