Think I might finish the story today. Not in this chapter, I will be adding more.
Disclaimer: I don't own Les Miserables or any of the characters
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Later that day, much much later, when Marius was asleep, Eponine decided to go for a walk. While she walked, she thought about how much her life had changed. When she was little, she was pampered by her then loving parents, when her parents lost the inn she had become her father's favourite punching bag. Then, she'd met Marius. Everything had changed then. The beatings she received from her father didn't seem to be as bad because she'd just turn her thoughts to Marius. As they became friends, Marius had offered more than once to give her money so she wouldn't have to steal, but she'd always refused. She didn't want his money, it just seemed wrong. She could remember a conversation they'd had not too long ago, shortly before Cosette had come into their lives.
"Hey, Eponine, what's up today? I haven't seen you much about."
"Here you can always catch me in."
"Mind the police don't catch you out!" Marius warned her. Eponine glanced at all of his books
"'Ere, wotcher do with all them books? I could have been a student too! Don't judge a girl on how she looks. I know a lot of things, I do!"
"Poor Eponine, the things you know you wouldn't find in books like these."
"I like the way you grow your hair," Eponine told him. Marius laughed slightly
"I like the way you always tease!" He replied. Eponine sighed quietly
"Little he knows, little he sees." she had whispered.
"What are you doing today?" Marius asked her. With a glance at her parents, Eponine had replied:
"Things morality represses, for tonight, we have to eat." she saw him reach into his pocket and pull out some money. "No, I don't want your money sir!"
That had been the second last time that Marius had offered her money. The last time had been when he had tried to pay her to find Cosette. But things had changed. She had gotten kicked out by her father for screaming when he tried to rob Valjean. She had nearly died on the barricade. She had moved in with Marius. She had nearly died several more times from sickness and Marius had finally realized his feelings for her. From that point, her life had improved. She was with Marius everyday and she had gotten over her illness. Not to mention the fact that she and Marius were engaged.
Eponine stopped walking. She had the strangest feeling that she was being watched by somebody. She looked around. She was wrong. She wasn't being watched by somebody, she was being watched by multiple somebodys. And they were getting closer to her.
First, she noticed her father. Then Babet, then Claquesous, then Brujon and, finally, Gueulemer. The Patron-Minette gang, minus Montparnasse.
"I told you that you'd rue that night." M. Thenardier hissed. "Grab her!" he said to the gang. They obliged and grabbed hold of her. One of them covered her mouth so she couldn't scream. They dragged her to the "Jondrette" apartment. The gang released her. "Leave her to me," Thenardier told them. The Patron-Minette left the apartment. Thenardier rolled up his sleeves and then cracked his knuckles. "Now, my girl, you will pay!"
Thenardier started to beat her. Eponine tried to fight him off, but he was much bigger and stronger than she was.
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At this point, Marius woke up and noticed that Eponine was gone. He got up and went looking for her.
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Thenardier was beating the life out of Eponine. Eponine was all bloodied. This was the worst her father had ever beaten her.
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Marius walked through the streets of Paris, looking for some sign of Eponine.
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"Please, stop!" Eponine begged. Her father merely grinned and continued to beat her.
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Marius saw Montparnasse. Montparnasse looked at him.
"You that schoolboy that Eponine's always with?" he asked. Marius nodded.
"Do you know where Eponine is?" Marius asked. Montparnasse nodded grimly. He explained everything.
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The Thenardier girl was dead. Dead by her father's own hand. Her father had punched her in the temple and she'd died almost instantly. Blood poured from her mouth and nose. The poor girl was dead. She would never have the life she had dreamed of. Her father had taken that away from her.
Monsieur Thenardier had fled as soon as he realized that she was dead. He wasn't ashamed of himself, he just knew he had to leave the crime scene. He had killed his daughter. He couldn't stay in Paris, he had to leave. Maybe even leave the country.
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Marius ran towards the "Jondrette" apartment, hoping he wasn't too late.
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Her body just layed there on the floor, sprawled at an awkward angle. Her hair was splayed around her.
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Marius ran into the apartment and gasped when he saw the body.
"Eponine," he said quietly.
Eponine looked at him.
"He killed her! He killed Azelma!" she sobbed.
Okay, I promise that's the last time I'll do that. Anyways, please review. The next chapter will be up shortly.
