Ok so this is going to be a One-shot unless you guys want more then I might make an exception for you. Here is my story-

Eponine was was known as a street rat, a criminal, a Slut, and lots of other things that are harsh but she never let anything change her. That is until one day she met Marius, she thought that he was light, a new change into her life but maybe it was all pretend.

All her life Eponine wished to fall in love and to have someone in love with her but she always doubted it would happen. When Eponine was growing up she would often wonder who she would marry, what would he look like, and what her children would be like; but that was only to keep her smiling when everything around her came crashing down.

All of her dreams became dust, and of her wishes became a distant melody that was getting harder and harder to hear. Of course that was until she met Marius. At first Eponine thought of him as only a friend but then she started wanting to be loved and to be in love that she started to see him in a different way.

To Eponine, she thought she was IN love with him but honestly she was just in love with the idea of BEING loved. But Eponine didn't figure that out until she had met a certain blond hair and blue eyes revolutionary leader. She started to wonder what did she really feel for Marius and what was she starting to feel for Enjolras.

Enjolras was a man people thought to be God's and not human. He was the perfect person to wonder of they were real or just a dream. Enjolras focused on helping the poor and giving the people around him equality no matter how much money they have. He was a good built man that has lady's swooning over him, but Enjolras paid no mind in the woman's around him.

All of his friends believed him to be made of stone because in Enjolras mind he only served and loved his beloved country; well that is before he met Eponine. Everyone thought Enjolras did not feel anything, did not care for anything that is blood and bones, and they most certainly thought he had no ability to love but Eponine proved them wrong.

Even though Eponine had lived most of her life on the street, she did run into a few problems every once and a while. Well the day Eponine had showed Marius where his 'beloved' Cosette lived and her father's gang was about to steal from that house, was sadly the first day Eponine and Enjolras meet.

It wasn't the best way to meet but it was their way.

Enjolras had just finished yet another meeting of the revolution and was on his way home when he heard a loud high pitch, girl scream coming from the alley way he was just about to pass. Without a second doubt he took off running down that alley way in search of the person who screamed. When he turned a corner he saw a girl laying on the ground covered in blood but barely covered in her clothes that looked like they had been ripped.

His stomach had an uneasy feeling as to what might of happened but he pushed those thoughts aside said just thought to help the girl. Her hands were covering her ears as if to block out a sound, and she was laying in a small tight ball.

From a quick glance she looked like a13 year old girl but if you look closer you can see she was about 18 or 19. She had scars all over her body, so Enjolras got the front this wasn't the first time this had happened.

Enjolras took off his red cost said gently wrapped it around her. She only flinched but when she did pain shot right through her, so she just laid there silently crying hoping God would just end her sufferings and let her die right there. Eponine suddenly felt warmth and just snuggled closer to it, afraid it would end all to soon.
Enjolras lifted the small, almost weight less, girl into his arms and begun waking to his apartment. He felt the girl shivering, not sure from either the pain or from the child of the night, and just wished to be home soon so he can fix all her problems.

Eponine felt herself getting picked up but was to warn out and tired to put up a fight and just let sleep over take her. She finally, after so many years of being alone, felt protected and cared for but she knew it would only end after she awoke.

Enjolras finally got home but of course the peacefulness didn't last long. For as soon as he had laid Eponine in his need and put the blanket over her, had someone knocked on his door.

At the time it was after 3am and he wondered who it was. Being cautious and protective, he grabbed his gun just in case asks put it in his pocket then he opened the door.

A tall, reddish/brownish haired man was at the door. Enjolras had a feeling he had saw the man before and did not like him. He just had this weird feeling like he was not to be trusted.

"Excuse me sir, but in there you have my daughter and I was wondering if I would have her back." The man had snarled out at him.

Right when he was about to respond, it clicked in his head. He had seen this man walking away from her in the alley with another guy. He was part of the reason Robbie Ronnie Eponine was laying in pain in his room. He sure as hell wasn't letting him walk away with her.

"No sir, you may not have her back." Enjolras had said coldly to the other man.

"I don't think you understand what I said. She is my daughter and I have the right to have her back, so give her back."

"Oh no I understood what you said but it clearly wasn't understood for what I said. I said you may not have her back because you are the one to leave her broken and almost dead in the alley."

The guy looked plain pissed at Enjolras and took out his knife.

"Listen hear, if you give me back that slut then I'll spare your life. But if you don't then I won't only kill you but also my daughter."

Enjolras only laughed at the man then he pulled out his gun, put it on his head, grabbed the armed hand them spoke very dangerously low-

"Leave now and never come back or I will shoot you without a second thought. And if I let her out of my sight, you are to stay away from her or I will not be so kind in a fast death. That goes for those whole gang."

The man honestly looked scared to death so he muttered out a small "yes sir" and tried to walk away. Enjolras took the knife from his hand and let him go. He waited till he could no longer see the man and walked inside and closed the door.

Enjolras laid down on his couch and slowly fell asleep but when he did all he could dream about of a certain brown eyes and Brown hair angle sleeping in his bed.

The end of this chapter! If I can get one person to comment that they want this longer (like in a story with more chapters) then I will do it... if no one does then it will stay a one-shot!

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