I Do This For You ( Les Misérables Love story)

Chapter Eight

"Who's dead?" I timid voice asked. Everyone looked around themselves, trying to find where the voice had come from. "Who's dead!" The voice repeated, a little louder this time. Enjolras' ears clicked as he recognized the voice. His head shot up to the roof tops, as a smile spread across his face.

"Bethan! You're alive" He yelled in shock. She nodded her head in response, smiling down at him before ducking behind a chimney. "Beth- Bethan what are you doing" Enjolras said, stumbling over his words. Bethan didn't answer but instead shuffled to the edge of the roof and climbed down the drainpipe. She ran into Enjolras' arms, he wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace. "I was so worried about you. I'm so sorry"

"Don't be, but we need to get ready" She stated pulling out of Enjolras' arms.

"Why?"

"Because they are only down the street... And they have cannons"

"Cannons?" Courfeyrac exclaimed. Bethan nodded.

"Ready men. Guards around the corner, ready the barricade!" Enjolras shouted. The men all ran to the barricade a few staying behind collecting up guns and gun powder. Bethan had made her way to the barricade sliding her hand against on old broken chair which had been thrown into it. Suddenly she was pulled by her waist. "What do you think you are doing?" Enjolras grunted in her ear.

"I was only looking, I'm sorry..." She mumbled. Enjolras sighed and tilted her head up towards him, placing a small kiss on her nose.

"Get inside" He ordered, nodding his head in the direction of the nearest buildings door.

"But I want to help you, I mean what if you die?" She exclaimed.

"1. You can help from being inside of the building and me not having to worry about you. 2. We have been over this a million times I won't die and if I do I don't want you there to see it"

"Bu-"

"But nothing. Now Go!" He planted another kiss on Bethan's lips before pushing her slightly to the door.

A gun shot went off just as Bethan had made her way into a house. She jumped as she stumbled along the floor dodging broken pieces of bottles and wood. Her arms clung round herself. It was cold and she had nothing but her dress and a hat on. Another gun shot fired. Bethan carefully placed herself in a chipped chair.

"Stop it!" Enjolras yelled.

"Stop what? I'm not doing anything" Bethan giggled, pulling at another strand of his golden hair, watching in amazement as it sprung back instantly as she let go.

"You know what. No Stop!" He ordered swatting away her hand. Bethan pouted and rested her head on Enjolras' chest.His hands instantly went for her hair playing with the long wavy strands. Twirling them around his fingers.

"Stop It!" Bethan giggled. Slapping his hand away and interwining their fingers together.

"What!" He chuckled, pulling Bethan up so they were looking into each others eyes. There it was again, the connection. "I love you"

She blushed and turned her head away. "I love you too". He placed he head into her neck giving it a small kiss.

"I mean I really love you"

A tear slipped down Bethan's face. Good memories. How did she know they were ever going to happen again. She wiped the tear away, no more tears, she was just being silly, like she always was.

Hundreds of yells erupted from outside as a huge bang went off. A cannon. Fire flickered in th distance, from the corner of her eye she could just see it. More yells echoed around the building then a massive crack as something hit the side of the house. Bethan ran up the stairs into a corner clinging onto herself again. Curled up in the corner, there she laid all alone. More tears escaped her eyes landing on the worn out carpet beneath her.

Even more shots, bangs, yells, screams, shots, pleads, begs. She sobbed in the corner even more. Why had she even got involved?

Bang! One more shot then it all went silent...