Chapter 9
"What? Enjolras? Are you sure?" There were whispers like these everywhere.
"If the little boy Gavroche is correct then yes. I believe him. He has never steered us wrong before." He sighed and looked around the room his eyes scanning the Amis. "The time is here. It is so near. On his funeral day we will honor his name."
"That is three days away Enjolras. We will not have enough time." Eponine butted in.
Enjolras turned to her and snapped. "We will have enough time. We just have to work constantly. This is the perfect time to do this. This opportunity will only come once in a lifetime." He turned back to the rest of the Amis. "In three days time we will be ready to stand up for our cause. The republic will happen. We will need flags and guns. We will need to prepared and on guard."
"But Enjolras-"
"Enough Eponine." He turned to her once more and spoke. "This republic will happen."
"But at what cost? You are risking your lives for something you have no control over." She had the look of despair on her face.
"Eponine. You are not going to at this barricade. Go home and don't return until I come to get you." He spoke so low she shuddered a little bit.
"Enjolras I'm trying to tell you" she looked around the room so see the entire café staring at them. "I am trying to tell all of you that the people will not rise. You are risking all of your lives for some battle that won't last longer than 24 hours. It will gain you nothing except for earning a spot on the street bleeding to death." When she finished she found herself staring into ice cold blue orbs.
"As I said before, go home. We don't need you at the barricade. You'll just get injured, or worse."
"And none of you will?" She sighed before stating, "I am staying. I am not going home. You are not my mother, so stop mothering me. I will be at the barricade you will not sway my mind."
"Fine Eponine, then stay out of the way don't touch anything don't say anything don't do anything. Do I make myself clear?" He stared into her dark brown eyes until she nodded her head.
He turned towards the Amis and said "There isn't anymore time to be wasted! Get going."
I have to go warn Javert. She walks out of the café and turns to the right, she tried to walk farther down the road but a hand reached out and grabbed her.
"Where are you going?"
"Why does it matter to you. My life is my business. I don't have to tell you every little detail of my life." She turned around to find Enjolras gripping her arm. He wasn't gripping it hard, but enough to have her not run away.
"You said you weren't going anywhere. You lied."
"Let me go Enjolras. If it's the last thing I'll do, I'll-"
He let go of her and watched her take a step back. He looked at her in wonder as he stared at her. "I just don't want you getting hurt."
"You forgot that I lived years on the streets. Just a few days sleeping on a sofa isn't going to change that." She turned away and took off in the opposite direction.
Enjolras noticed that it wasn't the direction of either of their houses so he followed her. He left a long tail behind her, careful to not be heard or noticed.
After following her for about fifty blocks and her searching for Javert, she finally found him pacing back and fourth on some pavement. He saw her and stopped immediately. "Is there something to report mademoiselle?"
She sighed before stating, "Yes, there is I'm afraid." She walked right up to him and continued. "In three days, they are going to do something. It's going to be big. It is taking place at Lamarque's funeral. They said that it was the prime opportunity and it wouldn't come again."
From where Enjolras was standing he could hear everything she said. His face turned from a curious smile to a harsh angry frown within just a few seconds. He grinded his teeth then let her continue.
"I have to get back. But just keep what I said in mind. It is going to happen in three days."
"We need more reporting."
"With all due respect Monsieur, I am reporting information about the person I am currently living in." She frowned. "It's not that simple."
"That's why we chose you mademoiselle. Thénardiers are known for being able to deceive anyone they contact with."
"I suppose so... I guess I will report more information to you tomorrow. We are bound to stay at the café the next few nights so, you will have information." She curtsied then turned to head back to the café.
Enjolras followed her to the café but went through the rarely used back door so she wouldn't notice. He saw her walk up the stairs through the main window. When she arrived in the building she smiled at Enjolras then said "Hey" as if nothing was happening.
She was good. She was good at hiding everything inside. He figured out her biggest secret and she didn't know that he knew.
"I thought you were leaving." Enjolras said as he was walking up behind her.
"I decided to come back..." She gave an annoyed smile. "I don't have a key remember? You never gave me one."
"Ahhh. Right... Here." He reached out and handed her the key. "Leave the door open so that when I am done here I can walk in without having to wake you up."
"Whatever." With that, she headed Enjolras' flat not knowing what to expect next.
Should I tell the others? Should I tell them that Eponine is a rat? Or should I keep that between just us two? Am I a risk to her life for knowing about it? He stopped working on the flyer he was designing and stared at the paper.
"What ever is the matter Enjolras?" Joly came up behind him.
"Nothing. Nothing is the matter. I just... I'm thinking about what the plan should be." He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick.
"Whatever you say sir Enjolras."
"What are you getting at Joly?" He made an angry face at him.
"You know what I mean." He smirked at him.
"No. I don't actually know what you mean.." He stared a little harder trying to pry the words out of Joly's mouth.
"This may be the last three days you are alive. I wouldn't waste them. If I were you, I would do something about that."
"I am not stopping the rebellion Joly."
"That is not what I want you to do." He gave him a face that said he was dumb. "You like her. Don't you?" He smirked.
"What do you mean?"Enjolras searched his mind for ideas of anything. The only thing that popped into his mind: Eponine.
"You know what I mean. Just think about it." Joly gave a smile then turned on his heels and scuffled away.
Enjolras shook his head the. Started working on his flyer again. One question kept running through his mind. Do I like Eponine? Do I really care for that rat that might get us killed?
Sorry that it has been a few days guys. It has been super duper crazy. I have finals up my ass, I have huge projects this week and presentations finding time to write is kinda hard right now. But I completed this chapter. I am not sure how I feel about it but they will hopefully get better when every one of my finals get done. :) Enjoy.
