She was alone.
She was always alone.
Sat on a street corner, her toes ached from the cold, her fingers were red, her skin dark with dirt. Her family was gone; her sister and brother dead; her parents abandoning her and moving to America. She was simply alone.
Standing up, she winced as she felt the cold hit her again. She began to walk, walk towards the place her siblings were buried. She soon got to the graveyard of the revolution and walked towards the crosses she had made. She fell to her knees on the damp soil, she sobbed. "Eponine, Gavroche" she cried, her raw fingers digging into the soil as the heavens opened and began to pour.
She paused when she heard breathing behind her- turning to face the person, a scowl graced her lips. "You," she snarled, standing up "You, Monsieur are the reason they are dead!"she snapped, looking at the flowers in his hands "You think laying flowers will fix 'Ponines broken heart? It is too late, Marius."
Marius frowned "Azelma, I'm so-" he was cut off by the sounds of her cackling "She was in love with you, but you could only see Cosette, you never saw her until she saved your life and ended her own" she snapped, walking forward as the tears poured down her face "I hope you are happy with her, I hope she was worth it." Azelma couldn't stop herself from crying "You talked about the revolution, you made her think- you made us all think you cared for us all when all you cared about was Cosette!" She snapped, her eyes widening when Marius stepped forward, hugging her.
"I'm sorry Azelma, I loved Eponine, I just was not in love with her" he whispered, Azelma couldn't stop herself as she punched out, screaming slightly "How dare you?" She screeched "Eponine was blinded by her love, she thought you were the one! Do you know how many times father beat her for being late? She was late because you asked her to help you win the heart of another" she shouted.
Marius frowned "Please, I may not have been able to save your sister, but I want to save you" he declared, "Do you have somewhere to stay?" He asked, she shook her head "Then you must stay with us, Cosette would love to see you." Azelma shook her head "That is a lie. I treated Cosette like a slave, she hates me!" She snapped, her breathing staggering. "Cosette is a kind soul, she does not hate anyone, especially you, she is actually rather fond of you" he smiled softly, stepping forward and gently taking her hand "There will always be a home for you" he nodded.
She wasn't alone.
She truly wasn't alone, not anymore.