Don't Let Me Go:
Chapter 3:
Marius' POV:
I slowly make my way to the bench. I know that this isn't going to be easy, but I'm going to have to tell him that I'm in love with Eponine. I need to do something for me now and I'm sick and tired of being friend-zoned. The only thing standing in my way is Enjorlas, but I think Ep might actually be done with him. I just need to convince him otherwise.
"Hey, Enj," I say, sitting down next to him. He turns away a little so I can't see his face.
"I broke her heart." He says.
"Yeah, I know. I've never seen her that upset about you breaking up with her. So, was that it? Is it officially over?" I ask, knowing the answer. He always gets like this after he breaks up with her or she breaks up with him. He immediately goes running back. He shoots me a look and I look at the ground.
"I'm going to get her back. I have to."
"Dude, I don't think that's possible. She was devastated. And look, I love you and all, but I don't want to see her like that again. You need to make a decision. Do you want to be with her or not? Or are you still just not sure?" I start getting mad. He's playing Eponine like no other and he doesn't even care. He's only thinking about himself and that's all it's ever been. I hate seeing her like that.
"Why are you getting so heated about this? What, do you like her or something?" he asks, looking straight at me.
"Look, all I'm saying is that she's taken a lot of crap from you. A LOT. Have you even once considered talking to her before you've broken up with her? Maybe tried to fix things before just leaving her? And then, when you decide that you've been lonely for long enough, you win her back by doing some cheesy move? Do you care about her? Do you? At all?"
"I do. I do a lot, Marius. You don't understand the relationship we have. We don't talk about our feelings, we just act on them." He answers, dropping his gaze to the ground.
"That's not a relationship. You need to make a decision. Either stay with her, or don't. But stop playing around with her. She's not a toy, you know." I say, and walk away. Okay, so I might be a hypocrite by not "talking about why I'm upset" with him, but I just need to get some air. I'll meet up with him later and apologize. Eponine is just so important to me. I'm not going to let him do this to her.
I walk around downtown Boston for a little while. It's freezing outside, but I'm not ready to go home to an empty house again. After mom died and dad left, it's so lonely. Yes, I'm capable of living by myself, but it's too lonely to be there all day. That's why I'm with Eponine and Gav all the time. They're the family I've never had and I'm grateful that they like hanging around me as much as they do.
I'm lost in my thoughts when suddenly, I bump into something. I stumble to the ground and see that it's not a something, but someone. I look up and see a beautiful girl with long, curly blonde hair covered by a beanie. Her eyes are the bluest I've ever seen, and maybe even the prettiest. I see she dropped a basket off to the side. I pick it up and hand it to her.
"I didn't see you there. Forgive me." I say, not able to take my eyes off of hers. We're both holding the basket and stand at the same time.
"Thank you, sir." She says. Her voice is so soft and a bit high. A perfect fit for her.
"I'm uh...my name is Marius Pontmercy." I smile.
"Mine's Cosette."
I still can't take my eyes off of her. She's gorgeous. She's smiling and staring right back at me.
Come on, Marius, say something! I can't find any words. I'm completely blank.
"Cosette!" A man's voice calls from behind her. Cosette turns around.
"Coming, papa!" She calls back. "I have to go, sir. Thank you for picking up my basket," She smiles and tugs a little on the basket. I realize I'm giving it a death grip. I chuckle, embarrassed, and give it back to her. As she starts to walk away, I know I have to ask.
"Is there any way I can see you again?" She turns back to me, her smile even wider.
"I'm going to see a show tonight at Copley. You could meet me there. 5 ish?"
"It's a date," I say confidently. She chuckles a little and I realize that might've been a mistake. "I mean, it's a—um—friends, uh, we are going to—I, uh-"
"Date," she winks and then runs off.
I can't help but smile. I don't even know what I was thinking about before. All I can think about now is my date Cosette.