Authors Note: I couldn't decide which ending I wanted to use. So, I'm going to kinda do an alternate ending for this. Thank You so much for all of you that read! Please leave a comment, and vote!<3
Chapter 10:
Chaos ensued all around Josephine. It was happening all to fast for her. First her sister, then her brother, and now.. the love of her life.
She laid her head over his chest, his breathing was shallow and very distant. He was still alive. And Josephine would take this as a sign to get him to safety.
She shakily got to her feet, a pain rushing throughout her leg. She pushed this fiery pain away. There was no time to feel this, it would only slow her down.
"I'll save you, Grantaire." She gripped underneath his shoulders and began to pull him towards the café. She collapsed on the ground, the pain in her leg would not cease.
"N-No," she whispered through her teeth, "I cannot stop here.." She squeezed her eyes as she stood to her feet.
She pulled Grantaire to the café, making sure to not get hit with the bullets being shot. There was screaming all around her, echoing in the back of her mind.
Her friends, dear friends, where all dying in front of her and there wasn't anything she could do.
Arriving to the café, she saw Enjolras running up the stairs. Quietly she moved through the door pulling Grantaire with her. She spotted a small closet door that would just barely fit them both inside. The pain in her leg increased as she moved closer to the door.
She clambered into the closet, closing the door quietly so the French army wouldn't notice her as they poured into the café.
The burning in her leg didn't subside as she laid on him. The pain was so excruciating, she fought to keep herself awake, but it was to no avail.
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It has been three days to the day of the barricade's fall. Three of the Les Amis that used to stand so tall only remained now, Marius, Grantaire, and Josephine.
Josephine ended up with a bullet logged inside of her thigh, she could barely walk without it hurting like no other.
Grantaire supported her on his shoulders as they wondered through the streets of Paris. The images of the battle at the barricade were all to clear for Josephine. That night would forever replay in her mind. All her friends would never see tomorrow.
She believed her and Grantaire were the only survivors, for no there was no guarantee of anyone's survival. It was even lucky that the two of them made it out.
Grantaire's called her his own 'Little Guardian Angel'. When he awoke in the morning after the barricade to find out she had saved him.
The café that all the things happened came into view, it looked so clear. So clean. As if nothing of a few days ago had happened.
Grantaire was going to shield her from remembering it all and turn a different way, until she yanked on his arm. "Do you hear that?" She questioned him in some sort of trance as she walked towards the café ignoring the surging pain in her leg. The small girl ignored the memories that threatened to enter her head.
Singing could be heard from upstairs it sounded to have much grief behind the words. "And tomorrow never came.. From the corner they could see a world reborn. And they rose with voices and I can hear them now!" The voice became shaken and louder, tears where most likely rolling down the person's face.
"Grantaire, will you bring me up there?" She asked, he nodded and picked her up in a bridal style, moving slowly towards the stairs.
The voice continued, "The very words they sung became their last communion, only at the lonely barricade at dawn. Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me. That I live and you are gone. There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain that goes on and on.." As the voice finished this line, Grantaire and Josephine made it to the top.
Josephine stared at the man who sat at the table with teary eyes, Grantaire held her around the waist as she had her arms around Grantaire's shoulder. Desperately Josephine and Grantaire made their way to the figure. "Marius!" She cried as she fell to her knees.
Marius, who had also been crying, looked to Josephine and Grantaire in such shock. He quickly pulled Josephine into an embrace, "This is unbelievable that you are here."
He stood and placed a hand on Grantaire's shoulder and gave him such a grin. "I really thought I was all alone."
"When I got wounded at the barricade, my Little Guardian Angel, pulled me to safety. Even though she too had been wounded, worse than myself." He told to Marius as Josephine stood next to him. He kissed her forehead.
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The boys of the barricade had such a bond to each other, their songs will be sung forevermore. Never shall they truly be forgotten. If one listens closely you can still here there singing.
The long years Josephine and Grantaire spent together had been created by such bonds.
They and Marius would never forget the vow they made at the café that day. They would make sure their friends' deaths would never go in vain.
