Hello Everyone! So this is my first Fanfic, and I chose to write about my take if Eponine and Enjolras would have ended up together in Les Miserables. Again, it is my first so please cope with my writing! Critcize, comment, yeah all that good stuff Please and Thank You :)

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Eponine wasn't sure how exactly she felt towards the situation. All through her childhood, her father had been her rock in life, but ever since the day their inn fell into debt, no more father. As she peered into his coffin, she didn't feel remorse, nor love. She didn't feel anything towards the corpse. Being a bitter person, petty thoughts swarm in her, 'he had his chance to redeem himself, but no, money always first, no time for me.' Eponine hadn't been such a harsh person all her life, but the events that took place shaped her attitude greatly. Evicted from home, her father a con, and heartbreak from her one true love, surfaced in the course of her 18 years of life, and she had no choice but to show no emotion to others. It was a way of protection.

Her early years of life with her family were full of love and adventure. Eponine and her two younger siblings, Azelma and Gavroche, always looked forward to Sunday evenings. Madame Thernadier would bake the children her famous Eclair's and the family would sit around the fire and listen to Monsieur Thernadiers tales of a child himself. Although Eponine's siblings were infants, she had remembered this memory vividly. Azelma and Gavorche sat comfortably on top of Monsieur Thernadiers lap, while Madame Thernadier brushed Eponines hair with such finesse. The crack of the fire burning, the soft yet brisk voice of her fathers, a peaceful atmosphere at the Thernadiers home. Growing up in the slums of France made him the person he was and he never wanted the same fate for his family. He had kept his vows until that day. A day Eponine shall never forget.

Gambling was a common hobby amongst many men, and Monsieur Thernadier hadn't been so lucky that particular night. Little Cossette, their adopted child house maid, was taken away from a fellow and left Monsieur Thernadier a hefty amount of money. Thinking he could double, even triple his winnings of the night, all ended in loss of all his fortunes, including their life's savings and the inns intake. Little did he know with the men he was dealing with that night. With a heavy heart, devastation across his face, anger in his soul, he made his way home to his family. He didn't quite know how to control these feelings inside of him, but when Eponine asked what was wrong, something went off. He slapped her with such force to bring her down across the face and called her an ungrateful child. What in the world is going on, Eponine thought but she knew, her father being lovable, he had a temper.

From that night on, the temper only rose. The Thernadier children quickly picked up on their current situation due to moving to a ridden shack of two rooms no more; no more luxurious lifestyle in the inn. They didn't dare ask their father what had happened because one word from the children always ended up with bloody nose or bruised bones. From that point on, Eponine tried to get away from the house as much as she could. Her siblings still young, were forbidden to leave the house under any circumstances, but much to her age advantage, Eponine ventured out. Her fancy clothes soon deteriorated from lack of wash and care, and in time at all, she had become a street urchin. Her education was cut off, so her father had ordered her to work for him. Monsieur Thernadier picked up on the job of pick pocketing the upper class folk that walked the Parisian streets and Eponine had no choice. He later banded a gang of misfits and there a business started, to regain all the money he had lost that night.

Eponine suffocated by her fathers presence, she escaped whenever she could, even if there were consequences waiting for her that night. She couldn't believe that from her former life of riches and fantasies, all was now lost. Eponine dealt with it whether it be to cry herself to sleep or hold a daze of blankness. She didn't know if she could make it on her own, until a boy had come to her line sight. Snapping out of her usual daze, this freckled boy of her age, offered her a piece of bread, and a smile. Eponine had felt hope for the first time in a long while. Despite her hunger at the moment, her realization that she wasn't invisible was proven wrong by this act of kindness to a street urchin. She came to learn that his name was Marius Pontmercy, a boy who came from money and knew nothing more than money. There was a certain spark in Marius that Eponine saw in him, and an immediate attraction to him was created. The way he spoke, the freckles lightly dusted on his nose, the smile that parted the heavens, Eponine couldn't understand why he would talk to a girl in tattered clothing.

Months go by, and their friendship only grew. Eponine knew everything about Marius, as did he, and they realized that they were the same person. One day, they take one of their usual strolls around a nearby pond, when Marius drops the phrase every girl wishes to her from their beloved: I love you. Eponine overjoyed, leaps into Marius' arms, and seals it with a kiss. Both had been waiting for the opportune moment to share this act of passion, but despite their young age, timidness was present. The way Marius' lips curved into hers, the placement of his hands, lightly on her hips, while she gently wove her fingers through his hair, the moment couldn't have been more special. They had become an official pair and continued together happily for months to come. Giggles, kisses, cuddles, Eponine quickly forgot of her past life, and now solely focused of her life with Marius. Marius had seen her, thinking that she was invisible to the world. He had awoken her from a state of sleep. She had never felt more revived and content with life.

Little did Eponine know that her world would soon be crushing down to pieces in a matter of seconds. She had caught Marius galavanting off with another girl, a pretty blonde, and found them kissing passionately before her eyes. Disgusted at the scene, Eponine fled to the pond, their special place. She did not cry, but entered another daze of hers, much more depressing. Marius had found her there the next day, and the mutual feeling of knowing what has happened was in the air.

"I don't think this is going to work out between us…" stated Marius blankly.

Eponine didn't respond. She couldn't find her voice within her. What have all these past months meant to him? Was I just some charity prize? He loves me, does he not? He said so himself!

With a small voice she simply stated, "But you said you loved me.."

"Eponine, you know I do, you are my bestest friend, and I love you for that, but I don't see you in that way anymore. I realize that now, forgive me. Our love is of close friendship no more. The spark I thought I felt back as a kid, its not there anymore for me, I'm sorry."

And with that, Marius forever more disappeared from her life. Eponine had become a stale being, completely shattered. She had built a brick wall around her heart, for no more pain, nor love was to enter it. Years had gone by, and Eponine walked in solitude. She had regained her life back to more than willing to pick pocket the rich men that passed by for her father, and quite frankly, didn't care of the act of treason she performed. She didn't have an absolute care anymore about anyone. First her father, now Marius, she couldn't bring herself to trust anyone nor let anyone enter her life.

She reverts back to the present, and Eponine glances one more time at her father. She realizes after the relapse of memories, a single tear shreds down her cheek. The lifeless soul that laid before her, the final end of a conman's deserved fate: death. As an act of respect, she lightly kissed his cheek one last time and quietly whispered into his ear, "Until we meet again Papa." She turns away, ready to continue on with her life, and ready take a lead in her father's business. She didn't feel anymore, she didn't worry of others thoughts of her, she just wanted to carry on with the life given to her. She looked for her Mama and siblings when she saw them at the door of the church with a man dressed in fine attire and a top hat, masking his identity. Eponine felt a cold suspension creep on her as she got a clearer sight of the man. She walked more closely to see who this man was, until she had figured out who it was. A cold stab to her heart had seeped through her brick wall. It was Marius Pontmercy.

Hope y'all enjoyed it! Please comment and let me know what you think! The next update will be hopefully up soon!

Always,

A.