Chapter 11

Eponine woke the next morning wrapped in Enjolras' arms. She didn't know how she felt about that but knew that she enjoyed herself last night. Being with him like that wasn't similar at all to what she was used to. He was more kind and gentle then them. The others were usually abusive and controlling. But Enjolras let her have the same amount of control. He never strayed from treating her equally.

She immediately turned and stepped out of bed and went to find her clothes. She tried to be as quiet as possible. She struggled when it came to putting her corset back on but managed to complete the task. She slowly put on her shoes then walked out of the door. A nice stroll through town would surely clear her head.

Enjolras awoke to an empty bed. He was naked and in bed. Alone. Did I dream everything last night? He sat up in bed and looked through his bedroom door to the living room she wasn't sitting on the couch...

He spotted his pants on the ground and put them on. It had been a while since he was naked with a woman. A while as in ever. He had never been with a woman before then Eponine just entered his life.

What is going on with me?

He walked around his house looking through the kitchen and the bathroom to see if she was hiding in there.

She wasn't.

He retrived his shirt and placed it on his back. Then grabbed his shoes and put them on his feet. As he was lacing them, the door opened.

Eponine was standing in the doorway wide-eyed.

"Good morning." He stood up and looked at her. She looked terrified. "What is going on? What's wrong?

She walked in and sat on the sofa then replied, "I think I have made a mistake." she sighed a huge sigh waiting for him to respond.

There goes his good mood.

"What do you mean?" Enjolras sits beside her on the sofa and stares into her eyes looking for answers.

"Last night." she removed her eyes from the gaze and moved them to the ground, and wrapping her arms around herself.

Enjolras stood up and moved himself across the room not sparing a glance in her way. "So I see. Is it Marius?" He knew that the answer was yes. He didn't need to see her nod.

She didn't have a response.

He felt like such an idiot. The one time he thinks something is going well for him everything turns itself upside down. "We have to be at the cafe again today." He changed the subject.

"Enjolras, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. It just did."

"So, was last night supposed to be about Marius?"

"That's not exactly what I said." Eponine walked over to him.

"But I know what you mean by it. You were picturing Marius last night weren't you." he sighed then added "I was your rebound."

"I didn't mean it like that..."

"But it happened like that." he walked into his bedroom, grabbed his books, and grabbed his jacket. "Come on. We're going to be late."

"But Enjolras-"

"We aren't going to talk about this. We have to go to the cafe. We are going to be late." he opened the door and walked out leaving Eponine in the apartment.

Eponine sighed, plopped down on the couch. She replayed the events of the past 24 hours. Devastated, she put on her boots then walked out the door towards the Musain.

Everyone inside the Musain knew there was something wrong with Enjolras. They couldn't quite put words to the thoughts though. All they knew was that something was different.

"NOW IS THE TIME. WE MUST BE PREPARED FOR OUR BROTERS AND SISTERS TO FIGHT WITH US. WE NEED TO DEFEND OUR RIGHT. WE ARE NO LONGER TO BE THE MINORITY. WE ARE TO BE EQUAL. EQUAL TO ALL." Enjolras hopped off the table and sauntered to the table at which the flags were being made.

"Enjolras! Good speech. Is that the one that you are going to do at the funeral?" Borhel patted his back.

Enjolras turned around and gave him a death glare. Everyone knows not to touch Enjolras. Borhel backed away and Enjolras replied "No. It is not. I was just getting everyone rallied. How is everything going here?"

"Everything is getting done. Most of the guns are collected, we are still getting a hold of some gun powder..."

"Good. We have less than 48 hours to get everything done. I suppose you need to get some rest. I'll supervise . You can go." he smiled. "Thank you."

"Wow. Enjolras isn't being vicious. This is suprising." Joly interjected.

"Come on Joly, we have less than 2 days until the barricades will arise. We need everyone to be in tip-top shape." Just then the door opened.

Eponine walked in the door and shut it behind her. She walked right over to Marius and sat down beside him. "Bonjour Monsieur." She gave him a huge grin. "How are you?"

"Eponine! Bonjour! I haven't seen you in a while. Well, on good terms that is..." he flashed a smile that made her heart melt. "How are you?"

"Monsieur, you haven't answered my question." she teased.

"Oh... Right... I am wonderful. Cosette and I have been getting along very very well." his eyes showed passion for Cosette. This made Eponine's heart sink. She didn't understand why this boy could make her feel so much joy and pain at the same time.

"That's... That's wonderful Marius." She smiled at him through her pain. "So she's well too?"

"Yes. Yes she is. Thank you for asking." He turned back to the table and grasped the writing utensil he was holding. He then continued writing.

"Is that for Cosette?" Eponine questioned.

"How could you tell?" he smiled a huge grin as he continued writing.

"Because Marius, You are smiling while you write. You're such a dope sometimes. It's pretty obvious." she nudges him in a playful manner and gives him a huge grin.

"Eponine, I need you to do something for me." Marius turned serious all of a sudden.

"Sure. Anything,."

"Stay away from the barricades. I don't want you getting hurt."

She sighed then stated, "Not you too Marius."

He paused. "What do you mean by 'me too'"?

"Enjolras said the same thing to me. He probably just doesn't want a girl being murdered on the barricade." she smirked. "Marius, nothing is going to happen to me. I promise."

"Whatever. I know fighting you won't do any good anyways." He gave a small smirk then continued writing the letter.

Eponine sighed then looked around the room. Everywhere there appeared to be some running around the room attempting to get everything ready for the rebellion. There were people sewing red fabric together. People were standing around tables looking at maps. Some people were just having everyday conversations.

These people were her friends that she cared about deeply. "Bonjour Miss Deep-In-Thought."

Eponine jumped then turned to face the man who creeped up on her. "Oh geeze. It's just you Grantiare." She sighed in relief. "I thought you were some random person."

"Come join me at the bar, away from all of this madness." Grantiare grabbed her arm and dragged her over to the bar, lifted her up onto a chair and poured her a glass of wine.

"What's going on?" Eponine snapped.

"Dear lord Eponine. I just want to have a glass of wine with one of my friends." He sounded dead serious.

"Well, you practically dragged me over here so I am assuming that there is something going on..." her eyes turned into daggers. "So... I suggest you tell me..."

"Fine." Grantiare sighed and looked at Enjolras who was apparently standing on a table again. "Apollo isn't being himself today. I figured you would know why." he looked back at Eponine.

"Wow, Grantiare. You're coming to me for information on Mr. 'Apollo' up there?" she giggled. "He is doing fine. Why do you ask me about it though?"

"If I asked it would be weird. By asking you, I am avoiding embarrassment and heartache." He looked at her. In his eyes he looked broken inside.

"'Apollo' up there is perfectly fine." well, at least she hoped so.

"He doesn't seem like himself. Maybe that's just me but..." Grantiare took a huge sip of wine from the bottle he was tossing back and forth between his hands.

"Well He was perfectly fine until this morning." Eponine added.

"What happened this morning?"

"I will have to tell you some other time. He isn't that far away you know..." Her eyes shifted towards Enjolras on the table.

"Fine. You're coming to my apartment for the night. From the sound of it, you don't seem to be wanting him around this evening." His eyes looked like they were pleading.

She held her breath before exhaling. "I guess."

"Good. I will get all of my stuff together and we will leave immediately."

Eponine sighed before thinking, Dear God, what have I gotten myself into?