V
"I WILL FOLLOW YOU INTO THE DARK"
Death was certain at this point. There was doubt about it; for many soldiers had fallen, and the barricade was about to collapse. Gavroche's body lay next to Eponine's, his eyes glossy. I refused to look at him; just knowing that he was gone was too much pain to bear. Silence fell over the barricade as the leader of the French soldiers yelled to his companions to fire the cannons. My friends backed away quickly as the blow weakened the structure, shielding themselves. One more blow, and the barricade sank, the soldiers climbing up the broken wall.
It was obvious that many soldiers and rebels died. I, for one, did not realize this, for I was asleep in the cafe. I had once again used alcohol to heal my emotional wounds; after Gavroche fell at the barricade, I was more than distraught. So, there I sat, slumped over at a table in the back of the room, the soldiers either not noticing or caring about me. The funny thing was: the commotion, didn't wake me up, no. It was the silence.
As soon as the cafe and its surrounding chaos subsided, my slumber had been interrupted. After I realized what was happening, I knew that I had to get to Enjolras. He was the only person who mattered and I needed to be by his side, so God help me. I stumbled out of the chair, my head spinning as I looked left and right for my he only person I loved.
"Take aim!" I heard a loud cry from above. I strode up the steps, or what was left of them.
"Long live the Republic!" I yelled as the soldiers came into sight. There were at least a dozen of them, their guns aimed at Enjolras. He stood in the corner of the room, still holding the flag of the rebels. His eyes slowly met mine as I parted the crowd, their guns now pointed at me.
I stepped beside Enjolras, and he stared at me incredulously.
"Finish both of us with one blow." I addressed the soldiers, their eyes squinted in confusion.
"Do you permit it?" I asked Enjolras, who smiled and pressed his hand into mine. Our fingers interlocked as he raised the flag.
Then everything went dark.
"If Heaven and Hell decide,
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the 'No's' on their vacancy signs,
If there's no one beside you,
When your soul embarks,
I will follow you into the dark."
A/N: Well, I hope you all enjoyed this fic! If you didn't understand the last paragraph or the title, they are both in honor of George Blagden, the actor who portrays Grantaire in the Les Mis movie, and probably the biggest Enjoltaire shipper. He wrote a fansong of Death Cab for Cutie's "I Will Follow You Into The Dark" about Enjolras and Grantaire. The link to it is here: watch?v=w30Irt3m_jU . The title is a reference to a picture he posted on Instagram. He wrote a big calligraphy 'E' and 'R', the caption reading "#abittoofarperhaps". I apologize, for I love George Blagden far too much.
Anyways! Thank you so much for reading this (awfully short) fan fic!