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I told Enjolras where I lived and he would always come at five o'clock. Over time he introduced me to his siblings. He had a twin named Cosette, she had the same color scheme he had but her eyes didn't have the same determination and passion. He also had a younger brother, his name was Courfeyrac, he was a year younger than the twins. He had brown hair and brown eyes. Everything was fun and normal until one day when Enjolras' father lost his low paying job. That was the worst night of my short life.
"Hey 'Ponine," I heard Enjolras whisper at my window using his nickname for me.
"Enjolras?" I asked rubbing sleep out of my eyes while opening my small window, it had to be three o'clock in the morning. I opened my window because I haven't seen my best friend for days. "What's the matter 'Ras?" I asked as he sat on my bed as I light a candle. I took in his appearance and gasped. Enjolras was usually so bright and fun, but he now looked disheveled and tired. His skin was paler than usual and he had dark circles under his saddened blue eyes. He looked at me.
"Enjolras, what happened?" I asked, desperate to know why my best friend looked out of his normal state, while lighting a small candle.
"Eponine," he said my name with tears brimming at his eyes and Enjolras didn't cry often. "My father lost his horrible job and I guess he got angry and got a few drinks, or more than a few," he said looking at me, "he came home drunk and he started yelling at me, Cosette, and Courfeyrac, my mother was at her job in the factory. So he took the anger out on me and my sister," he paused. "I hid her and Courf and told them not to move and they, thank God, listened.
"He grabbed me off my feet and yelled 'It's you're fault ya good for nothin' gamin, if you were never born I would be a bourgeois in a mansion!' That's what he said 'Ponine before he threw me against the wall," he said I gasped in shock at what happened, "but it didn't stop there, he came over to me and kicked and punched me while I was on the floor, then he picked me up again and broke my nose when he punched my face, he finally finished with me and when he went to sleep I came here," he told me tears running down his face, now that I looked closer I saw his face bruised and his nose was bleeding. I pulled him into a hug and he cried for what seemed like hours, then his body stiffened and he pulled back.
"Oh 'Ponine I'm so sorry I got your night gown all wet," he said alarmed.
"Don't worry about it I have others," I told him and he cracked a small smile.
"I better go before he wakes up, thanks Eponine." he left with a kiss on my forehead, unconsciously my hand raised to the spot and I smiled. I knew right there all I wanted to do was protect and care for Enjolras. I was in love at age nine. The next horrible thing happened when I was that age.