Chapter 7

Éponine's Point of View

Éponine quickly walked up the stairs to her apartment. It was already past one in the morning, and she figured that all of her brothers were asleep, and Alzema was probably waiting for her.

Éponine could not stop smiling. She knew it was because Enjolras had kissed her! She knew that she was getting a little ahead of her self, but he seemed like a nice guy. He didn't seem to be judgmental, or cruel. She did remember Marius saying that Enjolras could be cold. She didn't see that part of him, if anything Enjolras just did not seem comfortable expressing his emotions in front of other people, that was something she could understand.

As Éponine opened the door, she realized that the two of them may have grown up in different worlds, but they did have a lot in common. She was looking forward to seeing him tomorrow. She just did not want to get her heart broken, like all the other men in her life. Her father was abusive and controlling, and Montparnasse was the same way. It was not until she meets Marius that she met a guy who would do something nice for you without expecting something in return, which is why Éponine loved him. Not in the sappy kind of way, but she admired him, and loved his caring nature. She was hoping that Enjolras was just as caring did not expect her to be his possession.

As Éponine stepped inside she saw Azelma sitting on the couch reading a book. She picked her head up as Éponine entered the room.

"How was your date?" Azelma asked Éponine. Azelma had medium length dark brown hair. She had green eyes, and a wide bright smile. She looked so excited when Éponine walked into the apartment.

"It was a lot of fun" Éponine said. She could not help but think how perfect the night was. She just didn't want to take things to fast, but she knew that meeting Enjolras was going to be a major turning point in her life. She also could not stop thinking about the way he kissed her.

"I want the details! Musichetta came up before and said that you two left hand in hand. How is that possible? You two just meet earlier tonight." Azelma said to her.

"I don't know. We were getting ready to leave and he just grabbed my hand. We didn't really talk that much at first, but we ended talking a lot as the night went on. It was so easy to talk to him." Éponine said.

"Did anything else happen" Azelma asked? "Don't lie to me. I can tell that something else happened. A girl does not smile that big when she comes home from a date because of a great conversation."

Éponine could feel herself starting to blush. She hated the fact that she could not hide her emotions about Enjolras from her sister. What was it about Enjolras that made her reveal all of her emotions?

"Well he asked me to come to one of his meetings tomorrow. I know that sounds dull, but he is the leader of the group Gavorche helps with, and Marius is a part of it, as well as Muschietta's boyfriend Joly. He asked me to meet his friends. And I already kind of know Courfeyrac. So I figured I might was well meet the rest of them. I have seem them all in the café from time to time if they come in during my shift." Éponine said.

"Éponine! What else happened?" Azelma practically shouted at her. Azelma face was starting to get flustered.

"Okay! Okay! Calm down! You are going to wake the boys up! Before I tell you anything else, how is Jacques feeling?" Éponine asked.

"He is still coughing, but not as much! I hope he will be better by tomorrow! I promised I would take him to the park before work. Now what else happened?" Azelma asked. Éponine could tell that her sister was starting to get annoyed. Azelma had always loved to know the latest gossip, even growing up. It probably allowed her to take her mind off what happening in their home.

"As I started to walk away, he put a hand on my arm. I turned around to look at him and he kissed me." Éponine said.

Éponine started to blush at the memory. She still could not get over how he had kissed her. It was just so perfect. She could feel her lips tingle at the thought of kissing him again. He had kissed her with such passion, but at the same time he was gentle.

"Oh my God! Are you kidding me?" Azelma practically yelled. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Shhhh lower your voice our you will wake the boys up!" Éponine told her.

"Sorry! Oh by the way Marius came up while you gone. He said he meet Cossette the other day." Azelma told her.

Éponine was shocked! She hadn't heard from her old foster sister in months. She had not seen her since the day she left.

"What? Are you sure?" Éponine asked her sister. Today was differently full of surprises.

"Marius said so. He said that when he comes by for breakfast tomorrow that he was going to bring her." Azelma said.

"Okay! I will let you know what happens when I see them tomorrow. I just hope this is the right Cossette. I missed her so much when she left. And our so-called parents weren't that great to her. Anytime I got a letter from her, they were always brief, but she said she wanted to see me, but she never told me when or where?" Éponine told her sister.

"Maybe she was worried about them finding her?" Azelma stated.

"You're probably right! Listen I am going to go to sleep. Night." Éponine said to her sister.

Éponine was having a hard time processing all of this. First she had been so captivate by Enjolras, and now she was going to meet Cossette, and God only knows how that is going to work out. Éponine was just hoping that Cossette didn't hate her for the way her parents treated her. She also hoped that the meeting with Enjolras would go well tomorrow.

As Éponine began to drift into sleep she began to think. She began to think about the life she had led, and if she was doing the right thing for her siblings. She also started to wonder if she was thinking too much about her initial encounter with Enjolras. Could it be love at first sight? She brushed that question off. That question could only be answered in time, and she did not want to get ahead of herself. Then she realized that she was right earlier, when Shakespeare had to get his inspiration from somewhere.

She thought about Enjolras's comment when she first met him in the café. When she turned to leave, he asked if she could meet him again, but what he said was strange. He had said that Marius had called her a phoenix that could rise from the ashes. What did that even mean? She had risen above a life of crime, but she was still fighting some of her own demons.

Éponine's mind was racing so fast. She sat up and pulled a few books out of the drawer. She pulled out to Kill A Mockingbird, The Sun Also Rises, and Romeo and Juliet!

Éponine grabbed the later and read the prologue which read:

"Two households, both alike in dignity

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Do with their death bury their parents' strife."

Éponine thought a lot about this passage. She knew her family had no dignity to speak of, but what about Enjolras? He seemed to be so respectable, but he did not like his father for whatever reason. She knew that he was privilege, but she was from the poorest of the poor, so that could be an ancient grudge. She had learned that in order to do the right thing, you sometimes had to get your hands dirty, both physically and metaphorically. She had learned early on that doing the right them could get yourself into trouble if you were not careful.

The last three lines had Éponine really worried. Would she and Enjolras end up taking each other's lives, since they were from different worlds? Or would they take each other and change their worlds. Would the two of them together be able to over come their parents hated towards them?

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock coming from her balcony.

Enjolras point of view

Enjolras was one of the last people to leave the café. Marius was still there.

"You seemed like you enjoyed yourself tonight." Marius stated.

"Yes I did." Enjolras stated.

"You could say more than a few words about it!" Marius said.

"I had a good time! I just have a lot on my mind. I just feel like her and I are connected some how. I just don't understand. It was so easy to talk to her. I feel like she is going to be an asset to the group, but I want her to be more than that." Enjolras said.

"So did you invite her tomorrow because you like her, or because you want her help?" Marius asked him.

"Well both! She understands what I am trying to do. And she is so… I don't know! I can't describe her. I first see her and then I was so struck. I felt connected to her in someway that I can't understand." Enjolras stated. He hated feeling so confused. This is why he stated away from women, they were so confusing.

"I think you like her. Take it slow. You two have something. Trust me I know what you feel like; I felt the same when I meet Cossette. You will find the answers you will need in time." Marisa told him.

Enjolras felt a little bit better.

"Thanks Marius. I am going to and get some sleep. I have some things to do in the morning." Enjolras said leaving the café.

As he left the café he turned around. He looked up to where he had last seemed Éponine. He saw she was in her room; well what he assumed was her room. She ha the bedroom light on.

Without even thinking he tossed a stone at the side of the house by the doors of the balcony, so he would not break the glass. After he did this he saw her walk towards the balcony.

She had so many emotions on her face. Was she confused, mad, upset or worried? Could she be a mixture of all of those emotions?

"I saw your light was on" Enjolras said to her. "And I don't really know what I was doing."

She just laughed at him as she said, "you know some people would think you were a stalker."

"Well I am not! I just don't know what came over me. You make me a little crazy," he said to her.

She laughed at him. "I know the feeling." She said.

As he looked at her, he saw that she had a book in her hands. "What are you reading?" he asked her.

"Romeo and Juliet" she said.

That's when it all final hit Enjolras. She was his Juliet! He finally figured out she had pierced his souls her eyes, that were like daggers, and how she managed to poison his soul, with the best kind poison, love.

TBC

A.N.- thank you everyone for the reviews. I am starting to figure out more of where I want to go with this story. Hope you like this chapter. the ending of this chapter is important. Enjolras realizes that Éponine is his Juliet, but Enjolras is not going to real understand what it really means for a while. He does not realizes that the emotions he is feeling is love. he will be dealing with that in the next chapter.

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