Alone- Eponine

Chapter Four

Montparnasse's visits have been getting more and more distressing for me. They have been becoming more and more frequent too. I still can't actually believe Father actually has done this to me. Not only that, he has now increased the stakes. I have to stay with Montparnasse for a few days to see how things 'work out'. I am not sure what father means by this but if it is what I think it is then I cannot let it happen!

I am being escorted through the streets of Paris by my Father, who is taking me to Montpatnasse's house. It is currently a Thursday and I am going to have to stay there for a WEEK! I don't know how I'm ever going to be able not to suddenly lash out at him and run off. Oh well, here goes nothing....

I take a deep breath and knock on the door. I put a huge smile on my face and tried to pretend that I was actually pleased to be here. Suddenly, Montparnasse pulls me into a full on kiss which took me completely by surprise. I was not expecting something quite as full on as that in the middle of Paris. As my father and Montparnasse made a few arrangements I was shown to my room where I would be staying. Of course, when I say my room I really mean our room. I put my small bag down in one corner and then sat on the bed, waiting for Montparnasse to come up.

When he eventually did he lay down on the bed and beckoned for me to join him. I felt like I had to oblige. Soon we were rolling around the bed with us kissing and Montparnasse doing his feeling. When we pulled away from each other I think he took that as a signal of me wanting more! If anything it would be the exact opposite. He came over to me and started undressing me. I just closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. He pushed me onto the bed and started getting changed himself. He stood right in front of me. Once again we started rolling around and now Montparnasse made me feel every part of him. I knew what was coming next. He always used this order when he came to visit. It starts with a kiss, the feeling and now sex. Every time we do it, it makes me feel sick so I tend to just hold my breath and wait for it to be over.

When at last this horrible routine was over Montparnasse insisted on taking me to this tavern across the square. This was an amazing idea of his as after only six drinks he was so drunk he couldn't tell who I was. For once in my life I had actually managed to talk to people and make friends.

However, the biggest surprise of the night was Jehan. Jehan was the boy from the village ,way back before we moved, who I liked. I was so happy to see someone from my past that I almost flung my arms around his neck and jumped on him. I must have taken him by surprise when I came up to him for he actually recognised me! That really astonished me as I thought he wouldn't recognise me after all these years! I also never realised that he knew my name! He was so handsome that I hardly managed to take my eyes off him! I stayed there talking to him and his friends into the early hours of the morning because Montparnasse had fallen asleep at one of the corner tables.

When it got to two o'clock, I finally decided to try and wake him up in order to go back to the house. He very nearly lashed out at me for waking him up but when he realised it was me it was as though he had automatically sobered up! He walked me back to his house where he once more got me on the bed. During these sessions I try to black out everything that happens especially the sex. It is so unpleasant and it is almost as though I have been sold by my Father. I woke up at seven o'clock out of habit and to my surprise, Montparnasse was already awake but, unfortunately not dressed. He was lying next to me naked, playing with my hair and trying to pull me clothes off me already. I just fit the most part, go along with it, but the pain I feel after is horrible.

At least I was going home today. The only bit of light during visiting. As Montparnasse escorted me home he kept on trying to caress me. I found it really embarrassing having everyone stare at us. The way he was walking made me feel really uncomfortable, parading me around as though I was his own property. The minute I got home I ran upstairs to my room and locked myself in there all night.