Hello my lovelies! Here is un autre chapitre! I hope y'all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Les Mis or any of the characters
4.
What will I do if Eponine dies? Marius wondered to himself as he watched his best friend sleep. She's like a sister to me, more than that, she knows me better than anyone else. She can't die... no... why is this happening to her? She doesn't deserve this. She deserves to have a long, happy life and... and... she deserves to fall in love, to get married, to have children... to live. Why does everything bad always happen to her? She doesn't have a good family, except for Gavroche, who is dead. She is usually starving, though not since she's been staying here. She nearly died at the barricade. And now this. Now she's dying and there may not be anything anyone can do to help her. I wish it were me. I wish it were me who was sick and dying, not her. She shouldn't be the one to die.
Marius felt tears rolling down his cheeks. He wiped them away. What will I become if she dies? If she... I don't think I'd ever be the same. He looked at her. She coughed in her sleep, a pained expression on her face. She's in pain? God, why does this have to happen to her!? More tears fell from his eyes. Marius buried his face in his hands, and he let the tears fall.
"Oh God, 'Ponine." he whispered, sobbing now. Eponine's eyes opened a fraction of an inch. She glanced at Marius, who still had his head in his hands. Is he crying? Eponine wondered. She heard him sob. He's crying. He really cares. Eponine allowed herself a small smile. Marius looked at her and she pretended to be asleep again. Marius felt someone place a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Cosette. She smiled softly at him. He made a weak attempt to smile back. She hugged him tightly. He looked at her.
"It'll be okay, my Marius." she whispered to him. "I'll be here for you no matter what." she promised.
"Thank you, my love." he whispered.
"Anytime." Cosette replied. Marius kissed her and she kissed him back. Eponine kept her eyes shut, but she could still hear them. It broke her heart. Again. She tried to block it out, but it was impossible. He was never mine to lose. Eponine reminded herself. Why regret what could not be? Eponine opened her eyes a little. Marius and Cosette were still kissing. He'll never be that way with me, not with me, not with me... not with me. Eponine was actually grateful when Cosette and Marius left the room so as not to wake her.
Eponine fully opened her eyes. She sat up. She could still hear them even though thy were in another room. She couldn't take it. She got up and went over to the window. She opened it and climbed out, which wasn't easy when she was so weak. It was pouring rain as she walked down the streets of Paris. On her own. She was all alone. Maybe she would die that way.
"My story, is a dream that begins." Eponine sang weakly.
"On the pages of the fairytale of my youth." She coughed. She closed her eyes.
"My eyes close, and Marius finally embraces me." She shivered in the pouring rain.
"And I pray that he'll never let go.
When I'm with him, I'm not the same anymore.
I love the rain, and when we walk together...
Our two shadows, like two giants that love eachother
Get taller at our feet and are reflected in the Seine.
And I know, it's only in my mind.
That I'm talking to myself, not to him.
And still, I continue to believe
That with him, I'll write my story
Yes, I love him. But when the nights are short,
In the morning, he's on his path once more
Without him, the world around me changes.
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers.
Yes, I love him. But I'm alone in the world.
And, all my life, I've waited for a shadow.
My story is an empty shell.
A dream full of sweetness from which I never had my part!
I love him
I love him
I love him
All alone in my story." Eponine finished, her voice barely above a whisper.
By this point she was soaked. She leaned against a building and sank to the ground, too weak to stand anymore. So this is how I die, Eponine mused. all alone, unloved. She let her thoughts turn to Marius. She briefly wondered if Marius had discovered she'd gone. She thought of him. She closed her eyes and saw him so clearly in her mind. His angelic face. His soft brown hair that was always slightly messy. His light blue eyes that were usually laughter-filled. She would be leaving this plane of existence now. She would wait for him though, on the other side. She promised herself that the first thing Marius would see once he died would be her. She coughed. A bit of blood came up. I'm going to die soon. She thought. She had accepted the fact. And she knew she would die alone. No one else was there with her. She would die by herself. That was the only thing she found horrifying.
"Eponine!" she heard a voice shout. Surely, she thought surely I must be imagining that heavenly voice. Surely this is the end for me. Surely, that was not actually Marius. She was wrong, for it was actually Marius. Marius had found her. He would not let her die alone. If he could stop it, he would not let her die at all. He had noticed she was gone and, right away, went looking for her.
"Oh God, 'Ponine!" Marius said as he approached her. "What were you thinking!? You'll catch your death out here!"
"I've got you worried now I have." Eponine said, her voice hoarse. Marius kneeled down next to her, worry in his eyes.
"Why did you leave?" he asked her.
"Do you think I enjoy seeing you with her? Or, should I say, hearing you with her?" Eponine said, a bit of coldness in her voice. Marius looked at her, clearly confused. Eponine sighed.
"What do you mean?" he asked her.
"By God, Marius! Are you blind!?" she asked him. He looked shocked by her outburst. She coughed violently and more blood came up. His eyes widened as he saw the blood. He looked at her.
"What do you mean?" he asked again.
"Marius, I am completely and irrevocably in love with you!" She confessed. He gasped.
"Eponine... how... how long?" he asked, completely surprised.
"I've loved you since I've known you." she whispered, her voice getting weaker. Marius didn't know what to say. He had never even guessed that Eponine felt that way about him. He was at a loss for words. Eponine could see that. "I love you, Marius Pontmercy. Never forget that." she whispered softly. She leaned up and kissed him passionately. He blinked, surprised.
"'Ponine..." he whispered when she pulled away to cough. Eponine looked at him, a pained expression on her face. She gave him a small smile. The pained expression left her face and was replaced with one of complete peace. "'Ponine? 'Ponine? 'Ponine!" he shook her lightly, but she made no response. He sobbed and held her in his arms. There's a pulse! He realized. Oh thank God! He picked her up and carried her back to the house, not caring that he was now soaked. He brought her inside and layed her down in her bed.
She was alive. Thank God. But now, that left Marius with a thought:
Do I love Eponine Thenardier?
I hope y'all liked it! By the way, as much as I wish I could take credit for it, the lyrics that I kind of mixed with On My Own are actually the English translation of the French lyrics. I was gonna use some from L'un Vers L'autre, Eponine's original solo that sounds nothing like On My Own, but they just didn't fit. Oh well. Please review!
