::Enjolras::
Enjolras pulled away from Eponine and ran to the door, staring after Marius. He looked behind him at Eponine, who was in a state of shock.
"Damn." He muttered under his breath. Eponine looked at him from an explanation. "Not you, Marius. He saw that. . .he saw us."
"Oh," Eponine whispered. "Is that bad?" Enjolras nodded solemnly.
"The whole reason I was mad at him was that he was paying more attention to Cosette than the fight, and now that he saw that. . .well, all I can say is that he's probably not ver ypleased." Now it was Eponine's turn to nod.
"Where do you think he's headed?" Eponine asked, regaining her voice. Enjolras shook his head.
"I have no idea, but I think I should go after him." Eponine thought for a moment.
"I could help you, I know my way around these parts." Eponine suggested.
"No, Eponine. Both you and I know you aren't able to walk, and I have no idea for how long or far I'll need to walk to find him, and I don't think your leg is ready for that kind of strain." She scowled at him. "Now don't be mad at me, Eponine! I didn't make this happen to you, and I won't make it worse. I can't afford to have you mad at me too, I've got enough on my mind already." Her face softened.
"Fine, ok. I hope you find him soon." Enjolras leaned down and hugged Eponine.
"Thanks." He paused. "Now stay up here while I'm gone, alright?"
"Yes." All she could do was agree.
'I hope she listens to me this time.' Enjolras thought as he ran downstairs and out of the Café. "Now to find Marius." He instructed himself.
He had no idea of where to look first, so he wandered around the Village Square, and made his way towards Rue Plumet. He remembered Eponine saying something about this area. Then it came to lived on the Rue Plumet! Enjolras didn't know why, but he had a feeling that Marius might be there. He walked down the empty street. If only he knew which number Cosette lived at, it would make his job a whole lot easier. He had not memorized it from his last visit, but had a slight inkling of where to look.
He ran faster until he reached the end of the street. The numbers 50-60 Rue Plumet. He was tired of walking, but he saw a lone figure standing in the distance. When he ran up to it, he found that it was Marius, standing in front of 55 Rue Plumet with his head buried in his hands. Enjolras stopped running. He was going to apologize now for all the stupid things he had done and said to Marius in the past few days.
"Marius!" He called out. Marius turned too look at who had called him, but turned away after realizing it was Enjolras. Enjolras ran over none the least.
"Haven't you caused enough trouble already?" Marius demanded as Enjolras opened his mouth to speak.
"Listen, Marius. About the way I've been acting lately."
"What about it?" Marius yelled. "Have you come to tell me off for sulking now?" Enjolras hadn't expected that.
"No, I-"
"Yes, you, Enjolras." Marius cut him off, turning around. His eyes were red and puffy. "You, who at the time when I needed the support of a friend most, were angry at me. You, who told me off for being in love when you yourself were in the middle of an affair. Yes, well, Enjolras. I guess YOU got what YOU wanted!" Enjolras was taken aback.
"Marius." He said pleadingly. "I never wanted Cosette to leave you." Marius scowled.
"You didn't, did you? Well, you have a funny way of showing it." He yelled in Enjolras's face. Then he turned away again.
"I. . .I. . ." Enjolras searched for words. "I just came here to apologize, Marius. I know I've been a bit out of sorts lately, but I promise it won't happen again. I'm sorry for hurting my best friend." Enjolras waited for a reply.
"You don't have a best friend anymore, Enjolras. And it will stay that way, trust me. I hope you and Eponine have a great life together, Adieu. . .Monsieur." Marius said, and started walking away.
Enjolras just stood there. Marius had called him Monsieur as if he was a complete stranger. As Enjolras stood there staring after him, he couldn't help thinking how he could have been so stupid.
Enjolras thought about going after Marius and trying to apologize again, but he didn't. It was hopeless. He started to walk in the opposite direction when he changed his mind and climbed over Cosette's iron gate. He was going to talk to her and see if he could fix what he had destroyed.
Marius POV:
Marius walked briskly away from Enjolras, anger coursing through his every limb. Did Enjolras really expect him to forgive that easily? He had suffered too much already to just forget about everything so soon. Before Enjolras had interrupted him, he was going to go in and talk to Cosette, but now he hated them both.
They were the ones responsible for turning his life in the wrong direction. He started walking faster now. Nothing would EVER make him forgive Enjolras. And to think he was going to apologize to that lying, cheating, excuse for a friend. He needed someone to talk to...someone he could trust. He would take a back route to the Café and talk to Eponine; she would be, and had always been, a shoulder to lean on.
