::Marius::
Marius left Cosette's house in a blur. All he knew was that Eponine had fainted and he had left Cosette alone to tend to her aid. Perhaps she tried to pick Eponine up all by herself, then she might have known what it felt like to have a big burden to lug around every day. He had no friends anymore, besides his fellow students, who most likely stuck with Enjolras and had turned on him too.
Eponine was mad at him for saying nasty things to and about Enjolras, Enjolras himself was mad at Marius for just being alive, and Cosette was mad at him for his misunderstanding. How would he live in a place where everyone hated him?
There was only one thing for him to do. He had to leave Paris.
Marius ran back to the Café unnoticed and gathered what he had there, packed it up, and made towards the back entrance. He was confronted by Grantaire, who was put to watch the Café since he was obviously too drunk to fight. Having no choice and needing to escape quickly, he knocked Grantaire out with the end of his gun, and ran out the back door.
A coachman down the road picked him up, but almost dropped him back on the streets when he told him that he wanted out of Paris. Marius offered a thick wad of bills, so the coachman finally agreed. Marius hopped into the back of the carriage and tried to think of anyone he knew from outside of Paris.
No one. Well, he could start a new life somewhere in another city. He was positive that he would make new friend wherever he went, or at least that's what Enjolras had told him when he first arrived in Paris. 'Why am I thinking about what that idiot told me?' He thought to himself. 'It's probably all a lie anyway.'
"Tell me when we reach the outskirts of Paris, I'll decide what to do from there."
Marius told the coachman. He grumbled something inaudible but agreed to Marius's terms anyway. Marius leaned back on the cushioned seat and closed his eyes. A new life was just what he needed. . .but what about the fight? They needed every man they could get! Marius let these thoughts slip away as he himself drifted off to sleep.