Silence surrounded the building like a thick fog, ready to sufficate anyone unlucky enough to come in reach of it. Bethan laid on the broken floor for what felt like days, but was only mintues. The sound a heavy boots stomping away echoed in the distance. Is it over? She asked herself. Slowly she dragged herself up off the tattered carpet, she stared down at it, her eyes scanning over the dark patch which were her salty tears. She carefully made her way to the wrecked staircase, leading herself to what she guessed was the living room. It was dark in the building so Bethan found herself guiding her way through the darkness trying yet again not to step on anything and cut her feet up anymore. Finally she reached the door.
Bethan edged her way into the middle of the street. Suddenly she found herself collapsying to the floor. Her hand flew to her mouth attempting to cover the heavy, shaky breath that rushed out. Bethan stared around her surroundings. All around her were bodies. Dead bodies. Blood rushed down the street like a river. "Enjolras!" She yelped out, "Enjolras, Enjolras where are you?" no answer. She leaped from her spot on the ground not caring that her old dress was stained with blood. Bethan hurried around every building searching for Enjolras, but he was no where.
She stood in the middle of the street again. Crying. Screaming. "ENJOLRAS!" She screamed, "ENJOLRAS I TOLD YOU! I'VE LOST YOU NOW HAVEN'T I? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO START THIS STUPID REVOLUTION! FOR ME? NO, I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T NEED THIS. NO ONE NEEDED THIS. NOW EVERYONE YOU WERE TRYNG TO HELP IS DEAD!" Bethans head spun around ferociously searching yet again for her love. "Enjolras?" She squeaked. She had found him. Hanging from a window, wrapped around the very flag he was so passionate for. "No!".
She ran as fast as she could. Up the stairs she went her feet making loud bangs, which could be heard from miles away. "No" She breathed out again. Straight to the window, no more time for staring she pulled Enjolras up, and onto the floor next to her. The tears started again, flooding down her face like a storm. Bethan held him so tightly, she kissed his stone cold lips, and ran her hand through his golden locks but they no longer had the same feel, they no longer glowed. His eyes were barely open,but she stared into them, they no longer shone with passion and love. "B-Bethan" Enjolras breathed out.
"Enjolras!" Bethan squealed back hugging him tighter.
"Bethan, I-I'm sorry"
"No don't be my love, you did all of this for me, for the people who I grew up around, and I never accepted that you did all this for me. You risked your life for me. I love you!"
"I love you Bethan Colorado, I love you more than anything, never forget me..."
"Enjolras, Enjolras no wake up, wake up! No!" Bethan pulled Enjolras tightly into her chest squeezing him. He can't be dead? Her thoughts in denial. This can't be our goodbye, this surely can't our wedding is only next month!
"Bethan is that you?" Her head sprung up to meet the eyes of Eponine.
"Eponine" She cried "He is dead..." Her sobs filled the room. Eponine rushed over to her, and her arms swung around her making Bethan let Enjolras fall to the floor.
"Shhh Bethan you will be ok, I know we have rarely every talked, but I am here for you whenever you need me. Don't cry Bethan everything will be ok, I promise" Eponine soothed her, slowing down her tears.
"Our wedding was supposed to be next month"
"I know. Shh it will be ok. Remember Enjolras wouldn't want you to cry"
"I know but this hurts so bad, I can not live without him"
"Don't say that Bethan, I know this hurts so bad right now but trust me in the furture it will get better. Believe me I know how you feel, to have your one true love taken away from you, I understand"
"Thank you eponine, thank you so much" Bethan smiled up at Eponine and she smiled back.
"Lets get you out of here, someone will come take Enjolras from here and place him in the row with the others, then we shall come visit him. I promise"
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I am so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in ages I truly am. OK so just for this story Eponine is not dead, yet... OK?
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I Do This For You ( Les Misérables Love story)
Fiksi PenggemarBethan Colorado, 17 years old and has been poor and of the lower class her entire life. She is engaged to Enjolras, but he is the head of a group called friends of ABC, and head of the revaloution. Bethan loves his passion and determination, but wit...
