In My Life (Enjolras Prequel/lovestory)

Chapter Five

I had no idea what had happened or was going to happen. I dashed past every living thing in Paris with one thing on my mind. My twins. When the Inn came into view, I pushed my legs to go faster, I stumbled up the stairs and practically broke down the door. Words couldn’t even come close to describe horror that my eyes beheld in that moment. A scream that didn’t even sound human rang throughout my ears, my body fell to the ground, my face covered in a thick sheet of tears. Who had the gall to do something like that. The inhuman screaming had come from my own throat, I realized it when i struggled to take a breath and my throat had retracted with pain. Arms surrounded my body, the arms were shaking or rather, I was shaking enough to makes us both shake.

“Who could do this?” Enjolras’s voice whispered. My eyes saw the reality of everything. My prides and my joys were on the floor drowned a two small puddles of their own blood. My head soon was guided away from my new found nightmare and pushed into  Enjolras’s chest. He cradled my body with his arms and stroked my head, not saying everything was going to be alright because he knew better than to sugar coat what had happened. More footsteps came as my vocal chords continued to straining themselves with cries and wails. My hands were clamped over my stomach for fearing I would vomit, blood and bile wouldn’t smell good mixed together. Whispers started to form but I could hardly hear them, Marius sat next to me but soon ventured forward in the room, Enjolras attempted to protest but Marius was already inside.

“Oh Lord, this is disgusting,” he spat, then came out of the room with a note.

I told you, you’d regret it.

~G

“Enjolras let go of me,” I muttered. “I’m going to throw up,” I added but he only held me tighter. Violently, I pushed him away, ran out into the street and all sorts of nastiness exited my mouth. I coughed a lot of it out. Vomit mixed with my own tears gave the street a yellow glossy look. The tears never ceased...

“Franny... Marius and I removed the bodies from the room,” Enjolras informed me. Nothing he said helped. A fresh set of tears drowned my face as I went back into his embrace. “I’m going to make him pay for what he did.” I knew that he was trying to make me feel a little bit better but threatening Gustav wouldn’t make me feel better. “Franny where are staying tonight?” he asked. I wouldn’t be staying at the Thenardiers’ that I had been certain of.

“I don’t think I’ll be doing much sleeping but I’ll most likely just sit in an alley somewhere,” I responded, my voice cracked and sore from my wailing.

“Then I’m going to sit in that alley with you, you shouldn’t be alone right now.”

This is why I loved him.

“Enjolras, I can’t ask you to do that, I can’t keep you from your - family,” I choked on the word ‘family’ only because now, I had the realization that I had no family. No father, mother, grandparents’, aunts, uncles and now... no brother or sister. I was alone.

“I’ll send word to them, they’ll understand,” he retorted softly. Before he could say anything, he left me again, whispered something to Marius then went back to me. Marius faced me, I looked up him and he said nothing, only took me into his arms.

“I’m sorry Franny, I’m so sorry,” he apologized, his voice cracking. I couldn’t conjure up anything to say so, I only smiled a little to show that appreciated it. When he released me and left, I turned to Enjolras and noticed how red his face was. He smiled a little bit.

“Someone needs to be strong for you and I’m trying really hard to do be that strong person you need right now - “ he tore his eyes away from me and put his thumb and index finger then pinched the part of the nose that lay between the two eyes. Crying myself, I went over to him and held him, comforted him.