Ballet Shoes, Angel's Hair and Revolution (A Les Misérables fanfiction)

Chapter 21

I woke up to the smell of fresh croissants and hot chocolate. The warm sunlight was burning my cheek, I felt the weird sensation of peacefulness. As if all of thoughts and feelings escaped from me. Only the sunlight and warmth of the bed remained. I was about to flutter my eyelids when I heard a female voice.

"Ép, don't wake her yet" It was Chetta speaking. I realized that I felt someone stroking my back gently. Of course my best friends were here. Ferre must have told them, I was glad because I needed my girls by my side.

"Why not?" Ponine sounded annoyed, "she had enough sleep, she should get up and get back into busy life so that she doesn't fall into depression or God knows what else,"

The conversation was beginning to be interesting... I could... I mean I shouldn't... but technically, I could pretend that I'm still sleeping and listen on... It wouldn't actually be that much of pretending since I was really tired and not in the mood for opening my eyes just yet. I only had to lay still and not make any weird reactions. Easy.

"Ép! She almost killed herself last night, you should cut her some slack and let her sleep!" Chetta hissed at the other girl as quiet as she could.

"Do you really think that she did it because of him?"

"That's what Ferre said," she let out a sigh,

"I didn't think she would care so much about his opinion..." Éponine sounded surprised, "he's just a man. You know how she feels about being a strong independent woman, not influenced by any men," I wanted to smirk, but I couldn't.

"That's true," The other girl sighed, "but he's not just any man. She does care what he thinks"

"Not any man? Chetta, do you even hear yourself? Courfeyrac is the worst flirt on earth and you say that she cares for his opinion?" The brunette chuckled.

"She does care, Ponine" Chetta repeated, "he is or at least was her best friend."

"I thought we were her best friends," the other girl didn't respond. There were a few seconds of silence, "But to almost kill herself?!" She burst out in a shouting whisper, making me twitch a little,

"Shhh! you'll wake her up!" I was almost sure that Musichetta was giving Éponine a death glare in that very moment, "Ferre said it was because of Courf, but maybe... didn't you think that there was more to it than his opinion?"

"Like what? I mean she totally could have gotten upset that he thought she was a prostitute, but it's not that big of a deal" she must have shrugged.

"Would you feel emotionally stable if madame LeBlanc forced you to-"

"Chetta, it's not like I never worked at the docks" she cut in, and the other girl sighed, "and I don't think she would get upset over that, well maybe a little but I don't think it would be enough... what else could have happened?"

"The thing with Enjolras?!!" I felt my blood turning cold, as I realized that I would have to kill Ferre after I officially woke up. He told them everything. He was a dead man. I wanted them to stop discussing the wonderful events from my life, but... I also wanted to listen more, I was curious how much they knew and what they thought about it.

"I'm really upset that she didn't tell us they kissed," Ponine mumbled, "like I get it, he's really handsome and intimidating but she could have told us about their little pact..."

"I mean Ép... would you be so eager to tell if you really wanted to join the revolution like she did? That's basically all she talked about for weeks"

I had to agree. I did talk about the revolution all the time. It might have sounded like I'm really passionate about it but truth to be told, I was just excited to attend the meetings and hopefully make them stop the fighting before they die and waste their short lives.