A/N: Yea Yea I know, I am a horrible person for updating when I shouldnt be since it's lent but you know what it's Sunday (day of rest!) and all i am really doing is editing chapter 22.
Do you all know how hard it is to give up my two favorite things in the world!? AHH i swear I'm going to go crazy! I can't sing, look up videos, read or write fanfics (tho ideas keep flooding into my head and i cant do anything about it), or talk about (my friends love that). It super hard on weeks ends or when i have nothing to do because i am bored and i cant do anything about it! AHHHHH!
Oh a lighter note i got into my school's musical (Anything Goes) so i am super happy (i'm in the ensemble but I LOVE IT) and this means that my time will be occupied so it wont be so hard...
Oh and who is excited for the Oscars tonight? Sam Barks is performing! (the rest of the cast is too but i am most excited for her)
Enjoy the revisions to chapter 22 (i added more stuff and redid other things) :D
Oh and I will not be editing my author's notes, I like them too much :D
Happy Valentines Day Everyone! Hope everyone's was better than mine (though i severely doubt that) I got to hang out with my laptop and binge on ice cream and candy all day... oh yea i am just that awesome.
This is my absolute LAST update til Easter. I know lent started yesterday but i've made some deals and stuff...my friends my friends don't ask me
Here are three cookies for those Guest who got the reference last chapter (::) (::) (::) (only take one, there were three guest so they each get one)
I'll miss you all. Please enjoy and as always review!
Enjolras sighed and collapsed on the large armchair in his living room. Courfeyrac and Grantaire weren't kidding when they said they were all going to celebrate the holiday at his house. From what he knew, quite a few people were coming and they were ready for fun. A large part of him wanted to kill his two friends for planning this whole thing not even bothering to ask him – though if they had he would have probably said no and they knew that- but a small part of him was happy to have company, even his brother wasn't staying home that night- not that he really minded, they weren't that close.
He looked up at the ceiling and starting thinking about the previous afternoon. He was curious about what Eponine would have suggested doing before the text came - but he didn't let that plague his mind to much- he guessed he would never know now, she left him a bit afterwards and started her shift at the café. He looked over at the large table in the dining room; he hadn't been expecting company till late the afternoon before so he hadn't really had time to prepare anything-only a basket of bread, some sodas and some spaghetti decorated the table, it wasn't very thanksgiving-y but it was what he could make. He hoped that everyone would be decent enough to bring something; otherwise it would be a very pathetic Thanksgiving.
The door bell rang.
Enjolras sighed deeply as he hoisted himself off the soft chair and walked to open the door.
"Why hello Enjolras!" exclaimed a smiling Grantaire who stood next to Courfeyrac and little Gavroche. He noticed that they all had a dish of food with them.
"Hi." He said dryly
"What's the matter, aren't you happy to see us?"
"Sure…though a bit of a warning would have been better."
"Ah we wouldn't have pulled it off if you new." Added the little boy
Enjolras eyes widened, "You knew about this?"
"Of course, no ever notices a little person sneaking in and out listening in."
"The fact that you can keep a secret doesn't hurt either." Commented Courfeyrac as he ruffled his hair.
"So what's for dinner?" Grantaire asked as he waltzed into the room and into the dining room.
"Well I didn't really have time to make anything; I was hoping that you would have brought something too."
"Ha you're funny."
Courfeyrac let out a small laugh at his friends' conversation before addressing Enjolras, "Don't worry Enj, me and Gavroche brought some turkey…."
"And PIE!" exclaimed Gavroche
Enjolras laughed, "Oh yes, we can't forget the pie."
"Well duh, it's the most important part."
Enjolras nodded, "Agreed."
Gavroche smiled as he hopped past the guys and went to set the pie on the large table.
"So all is coming?" asked Enjolras
Courfeyrac shrugged as he set down the dish he brought, "I don't know, there is us, Joly is coming, as are Feuilly and Combeferre and Marius might pop by a little later, whether he brings Cosette I do not know."
"Let's not forget Eppy." Added Grantaire absent-mindedly as he looked over the liquor cabinet
"Eponine's coming?" asked Gavroche
"Yep," said Courfeyrac, "and she is bringing someone."
"Oh great another dish to wash" Enjolras mumbled bitterly, though something else about Eponine bringing someone was the real cause for his sour mood.
"Enjolras," Called Grantaire, "one quick thing."
"Yes?"
"Pull the stick out of your ass."
Eponine held a large Tupperware bowl as walked next to her sister as they made their way to Enjolras house. Their parents had both decided to disappear that day or really that weekend, but the girls didn't mind seeing as they had other plans. Azelma was more than thrilled when Eponine told her about the dinner at Enjolras, not only could they actually celebrate the holiday this year but they would be surrounded by guys Azelma deemed as hot. Azelma was the polar opposite of Eponine in the fact that she was a big time romantic, though she had never fallen in love. She dreamed of handsome boys and midnight kisses and running off into the sunset, where her sister grew up at an early age and saw things through a more realistic lens. She couldn't help but smile when she found out that it was Enjolras' house they were going to, much like most girls she was a little fond of Enjolras, and she spent over an hour going through several outfits until she found the perfect one. Eponine tried her hold back her laugh when she saw Azelma twirl into the living room wearing a long-sleeved light pink dress that came just above her knees and a silver chain necklace and white flats. Her hair was perfectly curled and decorated with a small pink flower and she had the smallest amount of mascara and lip gloss. Eponine put a little less effort into her outfit but she really couldn't care either way, she hung out with the guys all the time and this time wasn't any different.
"How nice do you think his house is?" Azelma blurted excitedly.
"Huh?"
"Enjolras' house, how nice do you think it is?"
"I don't know," she shrugged, "I'm guessing it will be decently nice. Probably two-story, somewhat of a yard and a white picket fence."
"So you are not expecting anything?"
"Nothing that will really surprise me"
Eponine couldn't have been more wrong. The second her eyes landed on the house they widened to the size of saucers, she had to double-check the address she was send just to make sure it wasn't the wrong one. The house was more of a mansion, it was three stories –each was the length of two floors of a regular house - the yard was gigantic, a marble fountain stood in the middle of it all and the entire thing was surround by a tall metal gate.
"Wow…" she said breathlessly
Azelma smirked, "Weren't expecting this now were ya?"
"No not at all."
They timidly walked up to the large double doors that served as the front door and Eponine juggled to balance the Tupperware between her hip and arm as the other one reached up to knock the door, apparently Azelma was too busy doing some last-minute touch ups. She smiled when she saw Enjolras and the guys open the door.
"Hiya!" Eponine exclaimed happily as she tipped her brown cap.
"Hey" Greeted Enjolras as he smiled brightly at Eponine, glancing over her outfit. She was wearing a brown skirt that came just above her knees and a white blouse with a brown belt under her tan coat and her brown combat boots. Her hair hung loosely on her shoulders with a natural and her usual brown hat placed firmly on her head. He looked over at the girl next to her, who he assumed was her sister, and noticed that while they resembled each other they couldn't have seemed anymore different.
"Nice to see you here"
She strolled into the room without another thought, "You didn't think that I would miss out on this did you?"
"Seeing as you had no better option…."
"Shut up." She snapped playfully as she placed the bowl on the table.
Enjolras raised his hands in defense, "What's in the bowl?"
"Food"
Enjolras raised an eyebrow at her.
Eponine giggled, "I didn't want to come empty-handed so I brought mashed potatoes."
"My favorite"
"Mine too!" she smiled
Azelma stepped up from behind her, "I brought stuffing."
Feuilly smiled from his spot against the wall, "Good thinking."
"Thank you." She blushed, Eponine rolled her eyes at her but she was the only one who noticed.
It was at that moment that Grantaire strode into the room, a metal object in his hand.
"Have no fear anyone I found the key to the liquor cabinet!"
" Oh no..." Both Eponine and Enjolras groaned in unison
"Is that really necessary?" asked Enjolras, if there was anything worse than Grantaire it was a drunken Grantaire.
"Well of course, we want to have fun don't we?"
"So does that mean we can kick you out?" Eponine asked sarcastically
"Hilarious Eppy," he said mockingly. He was about to come up with some crude comment when he noticed a girl standing right next to Eponine, his entire mood light up. "Who's your friend?"
She looked appalled, "Excuse me?"
"When Courfeyrac said you were bringing a guest I didn't know he meant her." He said eyeing Azelma who in turn blushed and gave a shy smile.
Eponine pounced between them. "Oh no, don't even think about it!"
"Think about what?"
Her face scrunched up in irritation, "Richard Albert Grantaire stay away from my sister!"
"Eponine!" exclaimed Azelma
Grantaire's eyes widened in surprise, "She's your sister?"
Gavroche snickered, "Your middle name is Albert?"
"But how can she be your sister?" Grantaire asked in shock, "I mean she is hot and you're…"
Eponine placed her hands on her hips and stared him down, "You really want to finish that sentence?"
"No not really."
"Smart boy, I'm starting to see how you manage to get through school."
"Thank you Eppy…wait a minute…."
Everyone laughed at that and soon all drama was forgotten.
After that they all hung out around the first floor of Enjolras' house. Both Eponine and Enjolras took it upon themselves to make sure that Grantaire didn't break into the liquor cabinet but somehow he gotten access in the five seconds that neither saw him and snatched a bottle of white wine from the shelve. In the living room Gavroche and Azelma talked for a while caught up as they hadn't really talked to each other since he left, while Marius –who finally showed up after an hour - was ranting to Joly non-stop about Cosette and how he wished she could have come but that she had other plans with her father and couldn't make it. Eponine lasted all of two minutes within earshot before scurrying out of there, it was thanksgiving and she for one did not want to spend it hearing about Marius and his girlfriend.
"Couldn't handle the noise?" she heard a voice ask
"Nope, it was too loud." she responded swiftly, "Tell me, why didn't you ever mention you lived in a mansion?"
Enjolras shrugged, "It never popped up; you should know what that's like."
"Touché"
They stood in the large open area in the middle of the dining room, kitchen, and living room and surveyed the entire first floor, though Eponine mostly kept her sights on Grantaire as she seemed to not want to take her warning about leaving Azelma alone too seriously. Enjolras handed her a Sprite and for a while neither said anything but they didn't mind, they knew each other well enough to tell when the other needed space.
After a few minutes Eponine got tired of the silence and walked over to join everyone else in the living room. The atmosphere was lively and it transfered to Eponine. The second she walked in she was happier than before, even sitting in the sofa next to Enjolras proved to make her more energetic. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a guitar perched on a stand in the corner of the room.
"Who plays guitar?" she asked
"I do." Enjolras replied factually
"Really?"
"Yep." He said as she took another sip of his Coke.
Eponine jumped up from the sofa and galloped over to the corner to get the guitar. "Play something for us."
Enjolras almost choked on his coke. "What?"
"You heard me." She teased as she handed the guitar to him.
"I don't have anything prepared."
"You must have something in that pretty head of yours."
"Aww you think I'm pretty?"
She rolled her eyes, "Yea sure...Come on Enjy please just do something."
For a moment he said nothing and the two of them had a stare off.
"Ooh," commented Courfeyrac, "battle of the stubborn. I wonder who will win."
"My money's on Eponine." stated Grantaire
"Five bucks?" challenged Courfeyrac
"You're on."
The other two kept holding their ground but eventually one of them cracked.
"Fine I'll do it!" exclaimed Enjolras, having enough of it.
Courfeyrac coughed up $5 to Grantaire.
Eponine gleamed. "Yes! I knew you would see it my way."
He rolled his eyes at her, "Whatever 'Ponine"
He picked up the guitar and strummed a few chords before figuring out the correct one and began playing away. At first he simply played but before long he sang along to the melody as well.
"Your Eyes. As We Said Our Goodbyes
Can't Get Them Out Of My Mind
And I Find I Can't Hide From
Your Eyes
The Ones That Took Me By Surprise
The Night You Came Into My Life
Where There's Moonlight
I See Your Eyes"
He looked over at Eponine who sat next to him. She smiled broadly at him and urged him to go on. Reluctantly he continued singing.
"How'd I Let You Slip Away
When I'm Longing So To Hold You
Now I'd Die For One More Day
'Cause There's Something I Should
Have Told You
Yes There's Something I Should Have
Told You
When I Looked Into Your Eyes
Why Does Distance Make Us Wise?
You Were The Song All Along
And Before The Song Dies
I Should Tell You I Should Tell You
I Have Always Loved You
You Can See It In My Eyes"
The second he finished the room was filled with a round of applause to which Enjolras shook his head in slight annoyance but he smiled as well.
Eponine beamed at him, "Enjolras that was amazing."
"Why thank you."
"You really are perfect aren't you? I mean you are a star student, leader, athlete, and you can sing and play guitar too! Is there anything you can't do?"
"He can't date." Grantaire answered for him, laughing loudly.
"Very funny Grantaire." Enjolras replied dryly, though he had to admit he did enjoy it a bit and Eponine's reaction made him feel all the better.
After another hour or so everyone proclaimed that they were hungry and made the unanimous decision to eat. They all rushed to the table and took up seats like hot cakes. Courfeyrac and Grantaire sat on either side of Gavroche and Eponine tried to intercept the open seat next to Grantaire but Azelma beat her too it so she ended up sitting at the head of the table next to Enjolras.
Enjolras had been worried that his small meal wouldn't be enough to fill everyone up but luckily almost everyone had brought something and their makeshift Thanksgiving meal looked pretty good. Besides what he set out and what Courfeyrac and Gavroche, and Azelma and Eponine brought, there was also three types of chicken on part of Joly, corn bread and casserole due to Combeferre, salad and gravy from Feuilly, and more pie and pudding thanks to Marius. Looking over the table, it was better than what he would have had on his own.
They all dug into the delicious meal and savored each bite. They all had their own reasons for being alone on Thanksgiving, some were more tragic than others but no one pressed anyone. As they ate Grantaire and Courfeyrac began telling joked and stories to which Azelma would giggle over enthusiastically as she playfully hit Grantaire's arm, much in spite of Eponine's constant glaring.
Enjolras leaned over to her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were jealous."
Eponine scoffed, "You're kidding right? I just don't like the idea of Grantaire getting close to my sister, it gives me chills."
"Why?"
"If you had a sister would you want her to date Grantaire?"
Enjolras nodded in realization, "Fair point."
Grantaire notice his two headstrong friends whispering to each other with devilish smirks on their faces, "What on Earth are you two discussing?"
Eponine snapped her head up and shook her head playfully, "I was just thanking Enjolras for being so kind as to allow us to spend Thanksgiving here at his place."
"Really now?" he asked suspiciously
"Yes, it's a good idea to show thankfulness being that it is Thanksgiving."
"Touché Thenardier."
"You know what I'm thankful for?" asked Marius dreamily
"Cosette!" Everyone groaned at once.
"Whoa, no need to get so aggravated, I was just starting a fact."
"Yeah, we know, we all have ears." Sneered Eponine
"And patience." Added Enjolras
"Oh wow tough crowd." He muttered bitterly, "But…..there is something that I am thankful for more than Cosette"
"Really what?" asked Combeferre
Marius took a breath and looked over at everyone as they pulled their heads in close.
"Eponine" He proclaimed proudly
Everyone looked at him in shock, no one expected to hear that.
"Really?" she asked, touched by his words.
"Of course, if not for you I would never have gotten together with Cosette."
"Oh…." She replied, her face dropping but no one seemed to notice.
Enjolras did, however, notice, "I'm just thankful to have her for a friend." He said, noticing her smile at him right after he did so.
"You say that now but you wouldn't have thought that three years ago."
Azelma cocked her head at him, "What do you mean?"
"Let's just say Eponine wasn't always on his good side."
"Oh no, we are not telling them that story!" Eponine exclaimed
Grantaire took this as the perfect opportunity for story time. "We aren't," he stated, "But I am."
"No….."Eponine groaned and threw her head back, her hands pulling down her hat as Grantaire went on to tell the story.
Enjolras was walking down the hall to meet up with his counselor, it was his sophomore year and he wanted to see Enjolras to tell him that he had been nominated as Student Government president for the next term. Enjolras could hardly believe it, only his sophomore year and he had already landed into three AP classes, made the football team twice, got into speech and made it to the top three at conference, and now president! He told his friends the details as they walked down the hall to their lockers after school. He was so happy that he didn't see the figure walking down the hall until he crashed right into it, or rather her, and brought them both down to the floor.
"Are you blind?! Watch where you are going!" she shouted in anger
"My apologize miss." He said as he got up and looked down at the girl at his feet. She had thick black hair and eyes to watch, her jeans were ripped and she had a look on her face that seemed ready to kill. Her entire demeanor seemed to say she was not someone to mess with.
"Aren't you a formal one." She commented sarcastically
"I said sorry." He stated plainly as he extended a hand out to her. She refused and instead picked herself up and dusted off. "Are you alright?" he asked
"Yea just fine" she said but as she took a step he couldn't help but notice her limp slightly.
"Are you sure? You seem hurt."
"I'm perfectly fine! I don't need your help, not every girl is a damsel in distress you know." She exclaimed as she drove herself right past him and through his friends who were watching nearby.
"Ok then, have a good day." He said warily, hardly believing that girls response. He turned to his friends, "Can you believe her?"
"What are you so surprised that a girl actually talked back to you?" joked Grantaire
"I didn't do anything, it was an accident."
"Whatever," commented Jehan,"You probably won't ever deal with her again."
"Yeah you're right."
He couldn't have been more wrong. The next day at Student Government their friend Marius decided to bring a friend to the meeting, and that friend had been none other than the girl he literally bumped into the day before. When she walked in she noticed Enjolras at the head of the table speaking and rolled her eyes but refrained from saying anything. But she still had that take-no crap attitude. At one point during the meeting Grantaire opened the window, causing a big commotion between him and Enjolras as it was freezing outside and he wanted to shut it. The two bickered over the window and didn't even notice an annoyed girl strutting right past them until she went over to the window and slammed it shut. They both turned to face her as she leaned against the wall with her arms over her chest and a defiant look on her face.
"If something as little as a window occupies that much of your attention I fear for the school."
With that she rolled her eyes and walked back over to Marius leaving both Grantaire and Enjolras with mouths wide open.
She kept mum again until the topic of school welfare and financial aid came up and Enjolras decided to mention something that ticked her off. They spent the rest of the meeting debating against each other, with her claiming that he had no right to assume how anyone felt seeing as he was well off and never had to deal with anything like they did. Although the room was full of people no one stepped in to say anything, they were all just too surprised that someone was actually holding their ground against Enjolras.
From that confrontation on it was safe to say that neither liked the other very much and any time they say each other; she would narrow her eyes before turning away aggressively while Enjolras scoffed at her. It wasn't until much later that they actually got along.
"Oh why did you have to tell that story?!" she exclaimed in frustration
"Because it's a fun story" Grantaire happily answered
"Not for me!"
What no one knew was how the two actually stopped bickering, but that was a secret only the two knew.
It wasn't until a few weeks later that they actually let their guards down. Enjolras had been walking down the main entrance to the main office to discuss a proposal for a new financial aid program in the school when he notice someone else talking to the principal, it was her. She been caught picking the lock on the vending machine and it was time to deal with the music. Enjolras remembered seeing her by the machine but what he also noticed was that she didn't actually take anything, she only picked the lock for someone else – it was a tall boy he remembered and while he took a stash of things she only picked up the three things he dropped, and of those three things she gave away two of them and split the other one with a girl who looked way too skinny. The girl finished her meeting with principal Javert and in the end she got three day's detention. He couldn't believe that she didn't rat the other guy out or even try to defend herself. She saw him but this time she didn't glare; she looked him square in the eye and nodded, not looking the least bit scared or ashamed.
His view on her changed that day and it changed again after he heard about her defend Marius against the school gang, fire in her eyes as she challenged them fearlessly. After that day Maris brought around at lunch a lot more and it was safe to assume that they began to warm up to each other, or at least stop glaring. He also learned that her name was Eponine.
Another hour passed and everyone went around the table telling embarrassing stories and jokes about each other, mostly at Enjolras' expense; after while he couldn't take it anymore.
"Who is up for something else?" he asked
"Like what?" scoffed Grantaire as he sipped his wine
"I don't know football? It is thanksgiving after all."
"That sounds like a great idea!" exclaimed Gavroche, "I always wanted to throw around the old cow-skin on Thanksgiving." Everyone laughed, "What's so funny?"
"It's pig-skin Gavroche, not cow-skin." Corrected Enjolras
"Oh…."
They all gathered around in Enjolras' football field of a yard, though it was late November the weather wasn't terribly cold and it was defiantly nice enough for a game. In the end almost everyone had joined in, take away Joly who was scared he would catch a virus after seeing a horror story of a documentary and Azelma who didn't want to get dirty. Eponine almost didn't play seeing as she was in a skirt but they needed her for even teams so Enjolras offered to let her wear some of his sweats for the game.
"I don't think I'll have shoes that fit you though."
She shrugged as she looked down at her feet and wiggled the tips of her boots. "It's all good, my trusty boots can handle a football game. They are meant for action."
"If you say so."
As she walked up behind Enjolras up to his room she couldn't help but admire the house.
This place is amazing.
As they kept going she couldn't help but notice a room with an open door. It looked very dark and she could see painting and sheet music shattered all over the room.
"If you don't mind my asking, whose room is that?"
Enjolras looked over his shoulder, stiffening a bit before answering. "My brother's." He said simply. He didn't give anymore of an explanation before continuting on.
"I didn't know you had a brother."
"I didn't know you did either." he replied grimly as they entered his room
She raised an eyebrow, "Did I say something wrong?"
Enjolras sighed, "No. I apologize, it's just that me and my brother aren't really that close. In fact we don't really get along."
"I get it." she replied, "Family issues aren't really something I like to discuss either."
Enjolras was about to ask what she meant when she strode past him and walked up to the shelves filled with trophies and plaques decorating his wall. She looked over them all, they were from different events such as football, speech, scholastic bowl, basketball, Student Government, even music.
She let out a low whistle, "Wow, you sure have a lot of awards don't you."
He shrugged, "Yeah I guess I do."
"I'm suprized you have enough shelf space for them all."
"That's why we had to keep buying shelves."
She bend over them and ran a finger across them, "And your dad still isn't proud of you."
"He was never around when I got them."
"Really?"
"Yep, I would walk up to the stage alone, get the award them come home and place it on the shelve, but the pride would end there. No one has ever really shared the moment with me or told me they were proud."
Eponine smiled at him, "I'm proud of you Aiden."
"Thank you." He said as he returned the smile. Without another though he went over to his dresser and took out a bunch of his sweats and work out clothes. He laid them on the bed and turned toward Eponine again. "Here you go, you can just pick out whatever fits you best."
She cocked her eyebrow devilishly, "Can I choose anything?"
"Sure." He stated as he turned to walk out the door. "I'll meet you downstairs."
"Alright, I'll be out in a sec." She said, though on the inside she had a fun idea enter her mind.
Everyone was waiting in the yard when she finally reappeared with her hair in a loose braid hanging on her shoulder and wearing Enjolras' running pants and West End Rebels football jersey.
Enjolras saw her and looked slightly shocked but he laughed it off and as soon as Eponine walked over to join them he commented on how much he liked her shirt.
Courfeyrac leaned over to Grantaire, "I never thought I'd see the day when Enjolras gives up his jersey to a girl."
Grantaire chuckled, "Then again it is Eponine so can we really count this?"
"Any girl counts, besides it's closer than he will ever get."
They both started laughing so hard their sides hurt, making everyone else look at them in confusion.
"What's so funny?" asked Enjolras
"Oh nothing." Said Grantaire, wiping a tear from his eye
Not wanting to dwell on that anymore they all quickly got into teams. In the end it was Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Grantaire and Gavroche against Marius, Feuilly, Combeferre and Eponine with Azelma and Joly acting as the team cheerleaders.
Enjolras' team got the ball first and they went right into it. They thought it would be an easy win, considering he was the star quarterback and Grantaire was also on the school team, not to mention that Gavroche was small and nimble so he could run through them all with the ball without a problem, but they forgot Eponine was just as nimble and none of the guys really felt comfortable tackling her and she proved to use that to her advantage.
By the end of the game the teams were neck and neck and the last touchdown was the breaking point. At one point in Enjolras was getting thrown the ball by Courfeyrac and he didn't notice Eponine standing right next to him. He was just about to catch the ball when Eponine acted out of instint and hopped on his back and clung onto him in an attempt to tackle him and bring him down. The two wobbled around for a few moments before colliding in the floor.
"FUMBLE!" yelled Azelma from the sidelines.
Enjolras looked over at Eponine who lay next to him, the wind knocked out of them both.
"You alright?" he asked worriedly
"Yeah," she groaned, "just peachy. Would you lift me up?" she said extending her hand to him
Enjolras sighed and took her hand, pulling her up so she could stand next to him.
"Was that really necessary?"
"Yep." She said annunciating the 'p' as she dusted the dirt off herself.
"You really have a thing for climbing unto people's back don't you?"
She smirked gleefully, "I find it fun."
Marius came running over with Joly in tow, "Wow 'Ponine are you ok? That looked like it hurt."
"Yeah I'm perfectly fine." She answered simply.
She answered all too soon though, the second she took her first step she stumbled a bit and almost fell back to the ground. Luckily Enjolras reacted quickly and wrapped an arm around her waist to support her.
"Thank you." She muttered as he helped her straighten up, he kept his arm around her as she leaned on him.
Joly looked at her questionably, "Are you sure you are ok?"
"Yea, I'll just walk it off."
It was then that Joly notice a giant scrap on her arm and a bruise forming on the other one.
"Eponine, you're hurt. You need some help." Joly stated worriedly, "Those marks look nasty."
"Eh, I've had worse."
Enjolras raised an eyebrow, "Oh have you now?"
Eponine grimaced internally, catching her mistake. "Oh well I-"
"Eponine!" Exclaimed Grantaire as he came over toward them, "That was amazing! I don't I've ever seen anyone take down Enjolras like that before."
She smiled, "I try." She sighed on the inside, relived that Grantaire took the attention away from her bruises.
They all noted that the sun was setting and it was getting dark.
"So what do you guys want to do now?" asked Marius
"Well I don't know about you," stated Eponine, "but I've had enough football for a day."
"Agreed." Complied Enjolras, still sore due to Eponine tackling him
"Well the night is young." Noted Grantaire, "Who's up for a late night move?"
"I'm game." Responded Eponine and with that everyone headed back inside to clean off and head out for the movie.
Enjolras waited at the bottom of the stairs for Eponine while she changed. After he helped her into the house he sat her down at the kitchen table and forced her to stay their while Joly inspected her cut and cleaned it off. He stood there awhile and he couldn't help but replay Eponine's words in his mind as he waited.
I've had worse.
He knew it was an off-handed comment but something about the past months events, including Gavroche leaving the house and him having to keep Eponine from it, made the wheels in his head start turning once again. When she came down he glanced over her and he realized that like today he had more often than not seen a bruise on Eponine that wasn't there the day before or a scar that shouldn't belong. He knew he might have been over reacting but he was going to get answers one way or another.
*Making my way out of the barricade
Grantaire: We will miss you!
Me: I'll miss you too! *Hug Grantaire*
Joly: Yes who else can get Enjorlas to sing Past the Point of No Return with them in a karaoke contest
Enjolras: I thought we agreed never to speak of that!
Me: Oh lighten up Enjy.
Enjolras: Dont call me-...oh never mind
Me: *Smiling in triumph* Oh I almost forgot your vest (*move to take it off)
Enjolras: It's fine, take it with you
Me: REALLY!?
Enjorlas: Yes, but I want it back!
Me: Dont worry you will get it back in mint condition. Good-bye everyone, see you in a few weeks
Everyone: Good bye Eppie!
Enjolras: Finally some peace...
Me: By the way, I hit my ipod somewhere in Enjy's room, its on speaker and every 5 minutes it will blast Its A Small World for 30 seconds.
Enjolras: WHY!?
A/N: Cookie to whoever can tell me the relationship between Les Miz and Rent (*hint: it has something to do with our beloved Enjy)