HEY!
It's me again!
Back with chapter... ermh... four? Five? **checks** Chapter 5!
From Eponine's POV... again... because I feel like that. So, ermh, yes, here we go.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Les Mis! I wish I owned Les Mis... I own the television which the musical is recorded on... but I own nothing! Besides the stuff I do own! Oh, you know what I mean...
I'll let you read now.
I screamed, and loudly, too. Gavroche's body hit the ground, which was still covered in red blood from earlier.
"I just saw you, and I have hungered for revenge."
Short, wasn't it? Ha, no! This isn't over!
"Cosette!" I screamed, clawing at her hand. "Cosette, let me go!" Yet the rope hit my back. It hit me again. It hit me again. And again. And again. More screams.
Then the hands left my hair and I was pulled to my feet. "YOU WILL NEVER TOUCH EPONINE AGAIN!" A voice shouted. Cosette was laying on the ground, crying as hard as she could. Blood was on the ground, and I wasn't sure if it was Cosette's or mine. Enjolras pulled me close and lifted me up, carrying me to a small house. That was the last thing I remember before I passed out.
When I woke, Marius, Cosette, and Enjolras were standing above my bed, Cosette in a chair. I saw the horrid scratches running across the back of her hand, and I honestly didn't feel a bit of remorse. "She's awake, Enjolras." Marius said softly. Enjolras nodded, looking down at the bandages on my hand. I looked up and touched the side of Enjolras's face, his hand pressing against mine gently.
"Cosette." Marius warned as he saw the expression on his wife's face.
"I'm sorry, Eponine." Cosette said softly (And, I might add, not at all like she meant it.).
"I forgive you." I replied, gazing at Enjolras the whole time. He smiled at me, glancing toward Marius and Cosette and mouthing the words 'She makes him stupid, Ponine.' I smiled slightly as he, Marius, and Cosette walked away.
Short, I know. R/R? Please?