Chapter 7: I'm Still Here By Goo Goo Dolls
"No one can force what destiny holds in store. "
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- - -THE NEXT DAY- - -
"You're back!" Courfeyrac smiled as Eponine entered the back room of Café Musain.
"There was nothing to do at home anyway," Eponine replied. Everyone was here.
"I have to go now." Enjolras left quickly.
Eponine relaxed a bit. She leaned on a table, which became like a lock for the door. There was a sofa at the other side. [In other words, she sort of pushed the table and locked the door]. "So, why did you want to see me again?" She asked curiously.
Courfeyrac looked at her intently. "Well-" his explanation was cut short when the doorknob jiggled.
"Open the door. I forgot something." Enjolras called. He started pounding on the door. Eponine got scared so she stood behind Courfeyrac.
"Open the door!" After kicking the door, Enjolras finally got in. He walked over to Courfeyrac and picked up the thing he forgot. He stared coldly at Eponine. She was looking more like a scared little girl.
"Watch where I'm going..." He said in a deep voice. He head out and slammed the door. Eponine was still clinging to Courfeyrac.
She buried her face in his chest and started to cry softly. "It's OK, Eponine. Enjolras is gone." Courfeyrac said in a comforting voice.
"Why does he hate her so much anyway? You know, Apollo is starting to act like a child." Grantaire stated.
"I don't know. That boy needs to be kinder to people." Combeferre said.
"This has gone far enough. Yesterday, he scowled at her when she was trying to be nice. Today, he scared her half to death without any good reason. Who knows? Maybe tomorrow he starts yelling at her." Feuilly added.
Eponine dried her tears and faced them. Courfeyrac still had his comforting arm around her.
"Hush, Eponine. It's all right. We'll protect you from him." Prouvaire smiled and wrapped an arm around her.
"Thank you," She whispered.
"Why doesn't he like girls again?" Joly asked.
"He's the icy statue, remember? To him, there is no such thing as woman. He gets irritated whenever girls approach him." Combeferre muttered.
"Yeah, but why?" Bossuet asked.
"Nobody knows."
"Maybe it's because he's lonely." Jean Prouvaire suggested.
"And so? What would give him greater joy than to see the people of Paris free?" Courfeyrac asked. "And if he's lonely, he'd be friends Eponine right?"
"I know! When he fell in love, he'd be the happiest man alive." Eponine smiled.
"Yeah, that's going to happen." Bahorel laughed.
"You may never know."
"So, we'll wait."
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"No one can force what destiny holds in store. "
- - - - -
- - -THE NEXT DAY- - -
"You're back!" Courfeyrac smiled as Eponine entered the back room of Café Musain.
"There was nothing to do at home anyway," Eponine replied. Everyone was here.
"I have to go now." Enjolras left quickly.
Eponine relaxed a bit. She leaned on a table, which became like a lock for the door. There was a sofa at the other side. [In other words, she sort of pushed the table and locked the door]. "So, why did you want to see me again?" She asked curiously.
Courfeyrac looked at her intently. "Well-" his explanation was cut short when the doorknob jiggled.
"Open the door. I forgot something." Enjolras called. He started pounding on the door. Eponine got scared so she stood behind Courfeyrac.
"Open the door!" After kicking the door, Enjolras finally got in. He walked over to Courfeyrac and picked up the thing he forgot. He stared coldly at Eponine. She was looking more like a scared little girl.
"Watch where I'm going..." He said in a deep voice. He head out and slammed the door. Eponine was still clinging to Courfeyrac.
She buried her face in his chest and started to cry softly. "It's OK, Eponine. Enjolras is gone." Courfeyrac said in a comforting voice.
"Why does he hate her so much anyway? You know, Apollo is starting to act like a child." Grantaire stated.
"I don't know. That boy needs to be kinder to people." Combeferre said.
"This has gone far enough. Yesterday, he scowled at her when she was trying to be nice. Today, he scared her half to death without any good reason. Who knows? Maybe tomorrow he starts yelling at her." Feuilly added.
Eponine dried her tears and faced them. Courfeyrac still had his comforting arm around her.
"Hush, Eponine. It's all right. We'll protect you from him." Prouvaire smiled and wrapped an arm around her.
"Thank you," She whispered.
"Why doesn't he like girls again?" Joly asked.
"He's the icy statue, remember? To him, there is no such thing as woman. He gets irritated whenever girls approach him." Combeferre muttered.
"Yeah, but why?" Bossuet asked.
"Nobody knows."
"Maybe it's because he's lonely." Jean Prouvaire suggested.
"And so? What would give him greater joy than to see the people of Paris free?" Courfeyrac asked. "And if he's lonely, he'd be friends Eponine right?"
"I know! When he fell in love, he'd be the happiest man alive." Eponine smiled.
"Yeah, that's going to happen." Bahorel laughed.
"You may never know."
"So, we'll wait."
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