Here is the 10th chapter for you guys. I will probably not update for a while again(REALLY SORRY) so I wrote another story (Also Les Miserable)so please check that out.

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Enjolras

After Eponine left, I stayed in my room for the rest of the day. How could I have been so open with her? I was good at keeping my feelings to myself, but when I had talked with her, it came out willingly. I only came out of my room to sleep on the couch, but Eponine had already fell asleep. Being a good gentleman, I lifted her in my arms and laid her down on my bed.

It was going to be awkward in the morning, and hopefully I would be ready for it. I took one look at her before closing the door behind me. As I made my way down the stairs, I couldn't help but think how much Eponine ment to me. I knew we were now good friends, but even with my other closest friends like Grantaire, I nad never been that open. In fact, I had never been that open like that with anyone.

Tomorrow morning was going to be something new, and I had to live with that.

~The Next Day~

I got up from the couch, keeping my eyes closed, and ran my hands through my blonde curly hair. Was Eponine awake yet? Swinging my legs off the couch, I opened my eyes to see Eponine sitting on the other chair, staring right at me. How long had she been there?

"I know you were going to just try to forget about yesterday, but we both I can't just let that go." she said carefully.

"Look, I don't know what I was thinking, no, I wasn't thinking. Can we just let it go?" I asked anxious to get off the subject.

"Alright, but before we do, can I just say something? I know how you feel. Just like what I said yesterday, if you even heard me or not, don't go blaming yourself. It wasn't your fault, It wasn't anyone's. Understand?"

I just nodded my head. I had heard her yesterday, every word she had said. But it was just too hard to make myself believe it. Eponine got up and went into the kitchen which left me still sitting down on the chair. After a moment, I stood up and followed her into the kitchen. I'm going to try to believe what she said, but that was going to be hard since I didn't even believe myself.

Eponine

I made my way to the kitchen to make breakfast. After what had happened yesterday and the talk with Enjolras just now, my stomach was begging for food, and I would have guessed that Enjolras was hungry too. While I started to cook, I could feel a presence behind me. I turned my head to see Enjolras seated down in a chair seemingly interested in his hands.

I tried to focus on what I was doing and get the memories of yesterday out of my head, but they wouldn't.

He had seemed for fragile, so easily broken, because he was. The walls Enjolras had built up around himself had finally been torn down. The man may have seemed strong and bold inside, while he was already broken on the inside, just like I was, or so I thought.

Ok guys, this was a short chapter, but forgive me. In the next upcoming chapter, Marius and Cosette are going to make an appearance which will change Eponine and Enjolras's whole lives.

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