Éponine sighed and continued to draw random doodles in her notebook. She was working a four hour shift in a small café that hardly ever got any customers. Only a few a day and it was always the same people, unless it was tourists asking for directions.

"Hey Ep," her boss said, very obviously looking at her in the uniform that he made her wear. It had a very low-cut top and a very short skirt. Her boss was a middle-aged man who constantly flirted with her, which was incredibly creepy because he was old enough to be her dad and married with three kids.

"Hi Ted," Éponine replied awkwardly.

"What're yeh drawin' there darlin'?" he asked, trying to look at her notebook and stepping very close to her.

"Uh, nothing really…" Éponine replied quickly, trying to cover her drawings. She may have been drawing him with devil horns.

"Come on, lemme see," he demanded, sounding a lot harsher. He grabbed her notebook from her and flicked through the pages. "Haha, the devil ones funny," he sniggered.

"Thanks," Éponine muttered, trying to hide the fact that it was him.

"It's glasses even look like mine! Ha!" he pointed out, his booming laughter echoing around the walls of the empty café.

"So, was there anything you wanted?" Éponine asked, desperately changing the subject.

"Ah yes, yer fired," he told her, scratching his nearly bald head.

"What! Why?" she screamed. This couldn't be happening. She found it hard enough to get work. She had dropped out of high school to care for her little brother and sister.

"Business is slow and I can't afford to pay yeh any longer," he answered bluntly.

"No, please, you can't do this," she pleaded, her chocolate brown eyes brimming with tears. She had hardly any money as it was.

"Well, I s'pose we could come to an agreement," he said suggestively, smirking at her.

"Fine, I'll do anything," she sighed. This was for her brother and sister. She needed money for them.

He leant in and grabbed her face in an extremely uncomfortable way so that she couldn't move at all. He then began to kiss her aggressively, pushing her down on the counter and running his hand up her skirt before pulling it off. He then wormed his hand up her top and unhooked her bra, taking it off and throwing it away.

She couldn't do it.

"No," she muttered, trying to pull away, "stop, please, I can't."

"No can do missy," he replied moving his mouth down her neck, biting it roughly.

"Stop!" she screeched. When it became clear he wouldn't stop, she kneed him in the sore spot and ran.

"You're fired!" was the last thing she heard as she ran out into the street.

"Happy birthday, baby" Monica told her boyfriend, Enjolras, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"Thanks," he replied, giving her a wide grin.

It was his 23rd birthday and they were going skiing in Switzerland. Monica was paying as his birthday present. She also bought him a gold watch. They were both extremely wealthy. Enjolras was a very successful lawyer and Monica owned a business.

"I'll meet you at the airport later, yeah?" she asked.

She began to get changed and put on too much makeup as she did every day. She was very pretty, despite wearing too much makeup. She had long blonde hair, vivid green eyes, light freckles on her nose and a slim face. She was the traditional kind of pretty.

Enjolras was very handsome, he had blonde hair and gleaming blue eyes. He loved adventure and would go mountain climbing, bungee jumping and the like often. He loved sport and excelled in football and basketball. He also enjoyed tennis.

They were, as many people noted, the perfect couple. They were both madly in love with each other.

"Yeah, I'll see you there," Enjolras said, beaming at her.

"Great, so I'll see y—" she began to reply, but was stopped by Enjolras' lips.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" he asked her, smirking.

"Only a few million times," she replied, smirking back.

"Well you are exceptionally beautiful today," he told her.

"Why thank you, Enjolras," she replied, "but I really gotta go now, bye baby."

"Bye," he called out to her as she left his bedroom.

He then got dressed and after a few hours went outside to get a taxi to the airport.

Once he got out at the airport, he stood on the road for a moment as the taxi drove off, darting his eyes around searching for Monica. He saw her and waved. "Mon!" he called and she turned around and beamed at him.

"Enjy!" she shouted back, using her pet name that she gave him. He hated it but he let her call her it because he loved her.

He remained standing there, getting caught up in the moment. Suddenly, the happiness in her face changed to something else. Fear? Horror? Despair? Before he had time to process anything.

"Enjolras! Behind you! Move!"

He turned behind him and saw bright lines coming towards him. A huge force pushed him onto the cold road.

"Enjolras!"

Then it went black.

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