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"Eponine…Eponine…what is wrong?" I opened my eyes to see my sister kneeling next to me on the floor. I was still sitting in my chair but my hand was holding onto the table so hard my knuckles were white.

"'Zelma…You should know." I whispered to her. "That's him, Marius. Remember he lived next to us? Long ago. It was him!"

"That's him? He's getting married?" Azelma asked confused.

"To….the lark…You remember long ago at out old inn?" I bit my lip.

"He's marrying her?"

"Yes." I looked away from the happy group. Wishing ever so much I could be there, with the ring. Tearing my eyes away I looked at my sister. "I should go." I murmured.

"No you will stay." She caught my hand. "Do you even have a place to stay?"

"Do you even have a place to stay?"

"Yes I do." She stood up with a smile

"Where," I asked with a smirk.

"With Grantaire," she laughed.

"Oooh, Little 'Zelma didn't Mamma ever tell you not to- "

"'Ponine! How dare you even suggest that!" She laughed hitting my arm playfully.

"I'm just watching out for my little sister," I said back with a giggle.

"Mmm," She rolled her eyes in amusement. "You know you should stay with Enjolras."

"No I rather not do that."

"He's very nice, and quiet handsome." She faked a sigh.

"You be quiet." I slapped her arm lightly. "You just go over there with your Grantaire and be his little 'pet'."

"'Ponine!" She was shocked by this comment. She looked amazed for a second then she laughed. "Oh how I missed you!" She hugged me again.

"Umm thank you?" I laughed along with her.

"Come have a drink with us." Enjolras said. He turned to look at us. "What is wrong Eponine?" He had the damn look again.

"Ah….Just…not feeling to well," I lied. It wasn't really a lie. I didn't feel well….emotionally. "I think I'll go."

"'Ponine," whined Azelma. "I won't let you go back to your filthy little alley way." She latched onto my arm. I could almost hit her but I restrained my hand.

"I- Want to- I don't really-"I somehow said.

"Eponine If you want-"Enjolras began.

"No!" I cut him off. It was déjà vu. Not again.

"Eponine, I really think you should," Marius chimed in.

"I also think you should," Azelma winked at me.

"I can't. I couldn't possibly do that." I shook my head as if doing that would make the idea go away. Of course it didn't.

"Eponine, No don't you interrupt me." I was shocked by this comment. "I will not take no for an answer. I really rather not have another beggar back on the streets." He said this seriously.

"What? Are you-"

"Eponine, it was a joke," He said with a chuckle. "Come on I can show the way." He stood up and held out a hand.

"I can't. I mean…just look-"

"Don't start with that again."

"I'm not starting anything. I'm only trying to make you see!" I huffed and crossed my arms across my chest.
"Aww look at them; fighting like a married couple already." Grantaire laughed

"Grantaire," Both Enjolras and I shouted.

"Aw." Azelma said winking at me again. "I could always give you one of my dresses." She smiled.

I wanted to ask where she had got all the dresses up Grantaire answered for me," Not the new one's I just bought for you!"

"Yes, Grantaire," She pouted. "I can spare just one for my sister."

"Of course, but not the one I like." It was Grantaire turn to wink.

"Please get me out of here." I said to Enjolras standing up. "Good-bye everyone," I said as Enjolras and I exited the café. To my utter amazement Enjolras took my hand and intertwined his fingers. I nearly cried right there; Right on the street, with Enjolras. Everything was to over whelming, Marius and Cosette….Azelma and Grantaire…and I was stuck in the middle of all this love and no way to push through…Well there was a way. I could get rid of it with only a tiny bit of pain. I can't stand this anymore. Enjolras said something but I didn't hear him. "Sorry I really don't feel well." I said. He nodded and we walked faster to his flat. We got there and he literally pulled up the steps to his second floor flat.

"Do you need to lie down?" He pointed to the bed. I nodded. "I am going to leave now. You can sleep there." I nodded and he left. I wait for while till I knew he was gone. I took a piece of writing paper and his quill.

I'm so sorry. Thank you Enjolras, But I can't handle this. Good-bye.

-E

Tears fell onto the page smearing some of the words. No I can't handle this. No. No No… I ran out of the room and the building with out looking back. No. No. Not watching where I was going I ran past many people who yelled at me for knocking over this or that. I didn't care! I only care about stopping this pain. This hurt that I can't over come. Not anymore. Not ever again. I don't want to have to. Tears were streaming down my face as I ran. I can't deal with this. Not ever again. When I finally stopped I was standing on the bridge looking out into the murky water of the river. With a deep breath I took a step over the railing and plunged into the water. Closing my eyes I let the water rush over and in my. I gave up on my battle for life when I jumped in darkness was coming over me and I lost. My eyes clouded with black and then everything went numb.

I coughed…again yet another cough.

"Damn it. I knew it. Eponine! Eponine can you hear me? Damn it!" Was it an angles voice that was ringing in my ears? Was it I was going to heaven? No I said it once. I am the devil… I must be in hell. But that voice. It was so angelic though. "Damn, I knew this. I knew it. Oh Eponine can you hear me. You have a heart beat, you can't be dead. You are coughing! You must wake up!" The voice sounded as if it was talking to it's self. With eyes heavy I opened them to see an angelic face, it was a man; Light shinning behind his head making his blonde hair shimmer in the light. He was wet, No coat just the vest and shirt. I coughed again and turned to my side and coughed up water.

"Oh thank god." With deep breaths I looked up at him. He was crying. Enjolras cried there right in front of me.

"Wha-I-"said unable to finish even one word.

"Why did you do that? What makes you think you had no other way to live this life?" He asked me. I sat up holding my spinning head with on hand. He gripped onto my shoulders to steady me.

"I don't know." Fresh tears fell. "I'm sorry. I-"I broke off sobbing. Enjolras, of all things, pulled me into a hug. I sneezed along with the sobs.

"Hum. You must be catching a cold. We got to get you out of these wet clothes."

"How I –Achoo- don't own –Achoo- anything."

"Your sister does." He said helping me up. I teetered for a few seconds before he scooped me into his arms like I was a baby. "What will people say…?" He laughed mocking me. His voice was strained and I realized that he was trying to cheer me up. Not that would work. Even after my near death experience I still couldn't get over the twang of guilt nestling in my stomach.

"I am so sorry. I don't think I even-"

"Shh. Just close your eyes and sleep." He said staring forward. Obeying I closed my eyes and feel into a deep sleep where no dreams could haunt me.

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