The sound of a door slamming and two pairs of heavy footsteps jolted Eponine awake. She laid facing the wall, and closed her eyes pretending to be asleep.

"Fine then what is it you want?" She heard Montparnasse ask.

"A word" Thenardier responded.

"About what?"

"You, your actions recently you've been forgetting your place."

"Oh and I expect you are going to tell me where that is." Montparnasse mocked.

"Yes." Her father answered sternly, "I am, you work for me, you do as I tell you. And if you don't you are going to find yourself friendless and income less, and don't think you could succeed on your own."

"But our deal…" Montparnasse interrupted her father.

"Our deal doesn't change anything, it is a separate matter."

"You haven't held up your end of the deal." Montparnasse retorted.

"The girl will come around." Montparnasse just scoffed in response, "where were you the other night?" her father asked.

"What?" Montparnasse replied.

"The whole gang was needed for a special job, one I would think you would care about, yet somehow you were nowhere to be found."

"I had my own business to attend to."

"You don't have your own business anymore, what matters of yours could be more important that the needs of group?"

"There was a street rat who needed to be put in his place."

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT SOME STREET RAT." Her father yelled at Montparnasse. Eponine jumped, startled at her father's sudden outburst. She clutched her jacket and closed her eyes hoping her sudden movement had gone unnoticed.

"I assure you it won't happen again. He won't be bothering anyone anymore, him or his stupid gang of sniveling brats…they thought they could have some dignity in their life while living behind a dirty tavern." Montparnasse responded.

Eponine felt a chill and anger come over her, her vision blurred and her whole body felt like it was nowhere and everywhere all at the same time. Tyce. Montparnasse was talking about Tyce, and her brother was one of the sniveling brats, she hoped he was safe. Every cell in her body urged Eponine to get up and hurt Montparnasse for what she now knew he did, but she was in no shape, she could hardly move. Her father's gravelly voice brought Eponine back to the moment as the cracks in the wall in front of her came into focus again.

"I don't care about your business" Thenardier responded. "Just don't forget who you work for, and don't let it interfere again" Her father repeated.

Eponine heard footsteps slowly make their way towards her and felt Montparnasse's breath on her neck as he stroked her cheek. It took every fiber of her being to keep her eyes shut and her body facing the wall.

"About our deal?" Montparnasse asked.

"In time." Thenardier responded. "I think it is best that you leave now." At that Montparnasse walked away and moments later Eponine heard the door close.

"Eponine!" Her father called.

Eponine rolled over and opened her eyes, and yawned pretending that she had just woken up.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Come over here." He father ordered, looking at her in a quizzical way, curious to see what his daughter was capable of. Eponine tried to prop herself up, pushing against the floor her hands, the only part of her that did not seem to be sore before collapsing again.

"I can't" she responded.

Her father walked over to where she lay and gently grabbed her by her shoulders, lifting her up until she was propped up, sitting against the wall. He grabbed some bread and dropped it at her side before barking, "well eat up." Eponine did as she was told, she couldn't remember the last time that she had eaten. For the next three days Eponine ate better than she could never remember while being in that dirty apartment. Every time that her father returned home he dropped bread of cheese, and even one time a piece of dried meat by her and told her to eat.

On the fourth day her father walked into the apartment and walked over to where Eponine was laying. She looked up at him, but instead of dropping food at her feet he just looked at her and ordered, "Stand up."

"What?" she asked.

"You've been laying there long enough, had enough time to rest, now stand up."

Eponine propped herself up into a sitting position before slowly standing up. The minute she was on her feet her father grabbed her arm and started walking towards the door.

"What…where are we going."

"You have a visit to make."

"A visit?" Eponine asked, confused.

"You've been gone from the gang so long, they have been missing you, so I told Montparnasse you would pay him a visit now come along."

"Montparnasse? Papa, please no, not him."

"Come along Eponine." Was all her father said as he tightened his grip of Eponine's arm and dragged her out the door.

I'm sorry this is getting so dark, whenever I write I feel bad but at the same time I trying to be true to what I believe that Eponine's life was like while at the same time giving her some good stuff, through her relationships.

Please review it is really helpful. There are only a couple more chapters to go.