This Love
Chapter 1: Breathe
There are many pains you can feel in this world, physical, emotional sometimes they leave scars that can't ever be erased. But we all know deep down what's the worst, what tares your soul apart, breaks your spirit….it's love. And above all there is nothing worse than the person you love saying, they hate you...I hate you ahh my heart, it hurts.
No one knew that pain more than Eponine Thenardier, she had loved a man once upon time, thrown her heart at him and watched crush it into billion unsalvageable pieces. It was, a love that taught her people were the scariest thing in this world, they can love you one day and treat you like you're nothing the next. Her heart died that day and along with it a bright smile that used to grace rose tinted lips.
"Eponine!", jumping thick dark locks almost falling out of her ponytail, Eponine steadied her heartbeat as she stared at her glaring manager.
"You're supposed to be greeting customers… with a smile remember your T's", Eponine frowned
"My T's?"
"Tits and teeth",
"You do realise you're a woman, how can you say things like that, aren't you embarrassed", the manager held Eponine's despondent gaze.
"If it wasn't for your looks you would've been fired a long time ago.", turning, her heels clacking against the marble floor, the manager went to take care of some VIP clients. Shaking it off, Eponine stepped out of her heels for a second before re-wearing them.
As soon as her shift ended Eponine stepped into her sneakers, jeans and favourite faded t-shirt, taking a deep breath she stepped out of the store and was immediately greeted by Mimi one of the girls who worked on the lingerie floor.
"How was it, truly awful as always ", the petite red-head asked,
"Aweful , your end", Mimi sighed dramatically.
"I'm convinced old ladies come to our store pick up the stringiest knickers and wrap them around their loose bits, just for the shits and giggles", Eponine allowed a small smile to grace her lips.
" So you think your customers are trolling you", Eponine pondered,
"They never buy anything, I'm the one who has to touch the underwear after they've been up their bits", scrunching up her face Mimi shuddered.
"You could always transfer to my department", Mimi scoffed
"And have Mrs teeth and tits as my manager, I'll stick with the old ladies", Eponine shook her head.
"Then stop complaining so much".
"Eponine , if we don't complain about our jobs what else is there…. ahhh I have news"
"What is it?"
"I heard that the son of the president would be taking over this mall and he's coming tomorrow to have a look around" Eponine tilted her head with curiosity.
"What kind of person is he?"
"I heard he was really handsome... so I'm thinking we should use our wiles and try and snatch him up", Eponine rolled her eyes.
"Didn't you say that you couldn't live without love last week, that you wanted a passionate love with a starving artist"
"Well I'm saving that for my last love as for my first love I want money...that's what I want ", Mimi burst into Money( that's what I want) by The flying lizards much to Eponine's amusement.
The following morning as she came into work the whole place was buzzing with action, it was spotless the staff were running around putting final touches, the new general manager, son to a vast retail empire was about to set foot in the store.
Taking a deep breath Eponine straightened her skirt and as she stood by her counter tucking loose dark curls behind her ear, a weird hush fell over the shop as a young man accompanied by an entourage that would make an A-list celebrity blush strode in.
As her eyes traveled across the entourage Eponine's eyes fell on her past and her heart stopped beating, all the air left her lungs, her mouth dried out and she died for the second time in her life.
And as everyone watched the tall blonde striding at the front, Eponine's eyes were fixed on warm hazel eyes just a few steps behind him, it took a second for those eyes to lock with Eponine's wide brown eyes and it was done, it was done.
The entourage faded from sight grabbing the elevators making its way to the offices on the top floor. The next 8 hours of her shift Eponine was in autopilot, just going through the motions of seeming alive. This time round she gained no comfort from slipping into her sneakers, jeans, and t-shirt taking a deep breath Eponine stepped out of the store, in that instant she sensed the gaze of eyes which had once been familiar to her.
"It's been a long time Eponine",
"It has Marius…"
AN: I was sitting on the couch and suddenly had the urge to write and so I did, I hope you guys enjoy it :)
