Karma is a bitch.
A/N: This request was left on my inbox, I hope whoever requested this enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This is my first try at angst so please let me know what you think of this little story.
Three years ago she would have been against the idea of bringing more lives to this fucked up world, Éponine had never got the intention to become pregnant and more than once she could be found wishing and praying to never been able to procreate since why would she doomed an innocent baby with her gens. Being a Thenardier is not a life choice, is something you are born with.
Now, after some years later. She is curled up on a bed crying her eyes out. It wasn't fair that karma decide to strike back when you less needed. She is a far cry from the girl she was a couple years back. She has found a home in the arms of her husband, Enjolras. Never in her craziest dreams, it could cross her mind not only that they could have feelings for each other but that those feelings could be as strong to force them into a state both have mocked very long ago. Marriage.
Since she found a safe heaven on the blonde's heart her live had been turned into a completely different destination. She still grieve Gavroche's murder now and then, however the urgent call of pill or razor blades had tone down until the gentle whisper could be easily forgotten.
Yet live gives and live takes, time and fate gave the young woman a chance of love but every word she once muttered was destined to take a toll sonner or latter in her life.
She had been 3 months long with their twins before her past actions catch up, once upon a time she had wished hard to never been able to bring live out of her womb and now her wish came truth. Telling Enjolras was the hardest thing she had ever done, seeing the light go out of his striking blue eyes was worse than death itself.
All their dreams, their hopes were now scattered to the floor along with her will to continue living. She knew that they could keep trying, the doctor had say that it was for the best her body wasn't ready and carrying not one but two little bundles of love was putting her well being in danger. It had been for the best their loose, it was either she or them.
While Enjolras is in the kitchen trying to cook something, Eponine is left wondering why God didn't take her instead. She could have seen 'Roche earlier and deep down she was sure that Enjolras could do a better job of raising the kids alone than if she was in the picture.
Ugly and dark thoughts entered her mind but were easily disposed as she felt a pair of strong arms pulling her back to reality.
Maybe life had take from them now, but sooner or later it would have to give back. Until then they would do their best at trying to survive with what they had. It wasn't much but curled against each other at least they knew that in happiness and in pain they would never be alone again.
A/N: I am crying a little, please review. I'm dying to know what y'all think about my story. Lots of love, Elle.