Author's note- Hello, again. I know I updated earlier but this is me making up for the last few days when I didn't update as often as I should of and there will be future times when I can't update because I'm in boarding school and have commitments. But when I go back on Sunday, I start revision for school exams which set us for GCSE's. Then I'm going on year trip to Paris, we also get to see the site of one of the barricades from the 1832 revolution, I heard this and had a major fan girl moment. So I will try and update as much as possible this week onwards. Thank you for those or followed, favourite and reviewed. I forgot to say thank you last chapter but when I got the message on my email, I scared my roommate so much she went and got the sixth form to take a way my les mis dvd. That's how much your reviews and follows mean to me! Sorry about my rambling.
Disclaimer- You caught me, I am an old man called Victor trapped in a 14 year old girl's body…
Chapter 3- Housemates?
Enjolras's p.o.v (From when Gavroche went to get help.)
The day had passed slowly and it was a dull day. The sky was a dark grey that looked like that it was going to rain. It was bitterly cold. I tried to do some coursework but every time I started to work, I remembered bits of last night. Like kissing Éponine. One small part of me said. Why am I thinking like this? We barely know each other. We kissed playing a silly, childish game while we both drunk. I rubbed my temples trying to work but any attempt was in vain. I ended just sitting on my chair, staring out my window. I played my iPod. I sat there for what seemed like hours. Not thinking, just listing
Oh I feel overjoyed,
When you listen to my words.
I see them sinking in,
Oh I see them crawling underneath your skin.
Words are all we have.
We'll be talking.
I was still sat there when I heard a loud, frantic knock on our front door. I didn't get up as I knew Courfeyrac would get there before me. Ii heard Gavroche's boyish voice, full of unshed tears and panic. I tried to focus on my music again. But Courf and Gavroche burst in. "Enjolras, Ponine's been beaten up." Coufeyrac's normal boisterous behaviour had disappeared and was replaced with one of immense worry. "When, how?!" I said standing up so fast I got a head rush. "Thénardier, beaten her for not being home till late last night." Roche explained speaking fast. "Your father did it?!" I said but Roche shrugged like it was normal. "Please come and help." He pleaded, his grey eyes making him look younger than he normally acted. He looked like a confused, innocent little boy who had been through more than he should of at his age. "Of course, but we'll need to go fast. So we'll go in Enjolras's car as it'll be faster." Courf said being tugged on his sleeve by Gavroche. I followed them grabbing my keys, jacket and phone. Joining the in my car.
Roche directed us toward the rougher areas of London, It was an area where I felt at unease. We ended up in front of a grimey, grey flat block. If Joly was here he would make everyone evacuate the building until he had a hazard suit on and cleaned every surface with ten different bleaches and anti-bacterial sprays. We all left the car. I went to lock it when Roche said "Enj, I wouldn't leave your car unattended round here." I shrugged, locking the car before saying. "You and Courf won't be able to get Ponine out by yourselves and a car is a car. They can be bought." He nodded in return. He led us up four flights of stairs. The halls where damp with mould growing across the ceiling and walls. The smell of the place assaulted our noses. Making me gag at one or two times. Blood stained the walls and floors. There was one or two bullet holes there. It made me ill thinking Roche and Ponine had to live here. We ended up at the front door. Roche just opened it. I shuddered as I saw they're 'home' beer cans, bottles and cigarettes everywhere. What disturbed me more was that we saw the occasional gun or knife. Yet Gavroche acted like this wasn't that bad. He showed us to the living room, checking that Thénardier wasn't there or anywhere to be seen. We walked into the room where a skinny girl with blond hair was pacing. I heard Éponine whisper to her. You could hear the evidence of pain in her voice. The girl was at her side in an instant.
Nothing could off prepared us for this sight. Éponine had blood boring down her fore head over a red dry river already there. She had bruises covering half of her face and I was sure her arm was out place as well as maybe broken. She had a split lip and glass sticking out of some cuts. How could a parent treat their child like this? The sight of the petite, broken girl made my heart shatter. I walked over and wrapped my arms around her, picking her up with ease. It couldn't be healthy she was this light. Her warm chocolate brown eyes staring with gratitude and thanks into his dark blue eyes. HE thought that she would put up more of a fight. But she for once accepted help. How right she feels in my arms. I mused sending a jolt of warmth through my stone cold body.
Éponine's p.o.v
I woke up in a room smelling strongly of disinfectant and was a bright white. Where am I? I asked myself until I saw the room. How the hell did I get here? Then the memories came flooding back. The beating, Azelma and Gavroche getting help. Enjolras carrying me in his arms. I turned around quickly hearing noises of other people sleeping. Azelma was sitting in the corner on a chair, sleeping. Gavroche and Courfeyrac where on a different chair across from Azelma. "Good Afternoon Ponine." I jumped looking to where the voice came from. Enjolras was sitting on the floor next to the bed. "Mornin Enjolras." I yawned. When I felt a sudden flash of pain coursing through my body. "You ok?" He asked knitting his eyebrows in worry. "As ok as I can be." I said dryly. "The doctor will be here soon." He said fidgeting and running a hand through his messed up curls which fell in disarray across his forehead, almost covering his eyes. "How aren't you at uni?" I asked, Enjolras never missed school for anything. "Called in for all of us." He answered staring into my eyes. I involuntarily blushed at his stare. I was probably a state. "I'm going to get a coffee want one?" He asked standing up. "Yes please." I said laying back up.
When Enjolras left the room, I let a huge sigh. I stared at the ceiling. What am I feeling? It is just Enjolras. Sure he is good looking. Screw that, he puts Greek God's to shame. But he is different. Ponine, you love Marius! But Marius loves Cosette. Not you, move on to something healthier. The doctor came in. "Miss Thénardier, how are you this morning?" He asked before taking note of the sleeping forms. "Good thank you." I replied quietly. "You have a crowded room." He chuckled. "It's nice having my siblings and friends here." I said looking at Gavroche. "There's more of them in the waiting room." He said after checking the wounds and my arm. "I'm not surprised." I muttered rolling my eyes. "Well Miss Thénardier, you have had you're cuts stitched up and cleaned. You will be on bed rest for a while, and after about a week you shouldn't do any strenuous work take it easy. Your Left arm was dislocated and was put back into place. But your wrist was broken in three places so you'll be wearing a cast for six weeks. If all's ok, you'll be discharged this afternoon." The doctor said before leaving the room.
Enjolras entered with two take away coffee cups. "Thanks." I said as he handed me the cup. "No problem. Éponine, before everyone else wakes up I need to speak to you." He said sitting back on the floor. "Sure." I answered nervously. "Well you can't go home, neither can your sister or brother." He said fiddling with the cup. Blushing lightly. "But I have nowhere else to go." I said taken aback that Enjolras was blushing. " That is what I'm getting to. Me and Courf discussed last night, that you and you're siblings can live was us. We have two spare rooms, we can help you till you graduate uni and get enough money for your own apartment." He said looking back into my eyes. "I can't do that, I'm taking advantage of your hospitality. I don't need any more pity Enjolras." I said quietly. "If you want pay rent. But you won't be taking advantage." He said persuading her. "But the rent will be next to nothing" I said raising an eyebrow. "Please Ponine, don't just do this for yourself but for your siblings." He said his face softening and voice pleading. He looked so stunning there. Even though there was bags under his eyes and his hair was messy and wild on his head. If you looked in the dictionary for the meaning angelic, he would be the meaning. "Fine I'll do it." I sighed, Enjolras giving a victory smirk. I laughed at him. His eyes were shinning playfully. Suddenly the door flew open.
There was a chorus of "Ponine are you ok?" and one remark from Grantaire "Who's kidnapped Enjolras and replaced him with an he's speaking to a girl!" This made a loud chuckle course through the room and Enjolras go redder than the jacket he was wearing. The noise woke up Courf, Azelma and Gavroche. "Ponine I got you, Azelma and Roche some clothes. I don't want you to go back there." Cosette was the only person there part from Enjolras and Courf who actually understood. "Thanks." I said grinning at the blond. "You're welcome." She beamed. Marius came and wrapped his arms round her pulling her into an embrace. For once I didn't feel jealous or heartbroken. I think I moved on.
Author's note- Thank you for reading this chapter. Sorry it's so horribly wrong but the next chapter will be moving in. And I wanted to start the next chapter from there. The lyrics in this chapter is Overjoyed from Bastille. I used them as they're songs fit this story and I almost love them as much as Enjonine. I'll update as soon as possible. But till then my readers. x
