Love is enough- Les Mis fanfic/Enjolras

Chapter 45

I couldn't do anything else but look helplessly beside me, where Grantaire stood with his eyes closed. I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed uneasily. My throat became dry, the moistness being replaced by pure fear. I didn't even realise I was biting my lip so hard until I could taste the blood seeping into my mouth.

I watched the guards turn back around and march back into his house. The citizens of France just shrugged and walked away, completely unaffected by the news. It was just Les Amis standing frozen to the spot.

"I don't know what to say" Enjolras was the first to break the silence. Combeferre looked sadly at him and I saw Feuilly walk over and wrap his arms around my body, sheltering me from the news. As much as I appreciated it, it couldn't do anything to change what happened.

"We are going to get the France we deserve, sooner" he said, making it sound more like a question, like he was deciding if that was a good enough reason to be optimistic. I was deciding too.

"Enj, let me fight" I practically begged, my voice thick with woe. He shook his head firmly, clenching his jaw, not in an angry way, but to stop him agreeing to spend his last few days with me.

"No Lissy, please don't make this any harder than it is" he whimpered quietly, before turning away from me.

"I hope you're all ready to fight" he cleared his throats and the boys nodded as enthusiastically as they could manage, avoiding my eyes.

"Feuilly" I breathed, still enveloped in the mans arms.

"I'm so sorry Lissy" he said, his face deflating.

"I want you to go out there... and fücking take down the monarchy" I laughed, strangled by the imaginary hands at my throat.

He chuckled, the others smiling at me, having overheard my comment.

"We will do that Lissy" Combeferre promised

"For you" Courf added.

I turned my head to Enjolras who gulped.

"For you" he echoed, agreeing to the covenant.

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We walked back home in silence, letting the busy chatter around us, dissolve us into the background. It wasn't an awkward silence, but we had nothing to say... Actually we had lots to say, but we simply couldn't say it, with the fear of breaking down in the middle of Paris .

We opened the heavy wooden door and before I could even take my shoes off, I felt my body pressed up against the wall. Enjolras' lips were attacking every inch of my exposed face and neck. I shut my eyes, feeling wonderful.

"Enj" I whispered, as his lips, agonisingly slowly, moved upwards from where he was putting a deep pressure on my neck and met with my lips again.

"I... I" I started, unable to finish my incoherent sentences.

"I love you" he murmured, making buzzing, vibrating sounds on my skin, his lips now below my ear.

"I hate this." I said quickly, pushing him away from me. His eyes clouded with worry.

"You actually manage to shut me up" I smirked and he cackled wickedly, before devouring me again.

We eventually made it onto the sofa. Enjolras' body was hovered on top of mine, his new hair still providing a curtain away from society.

"Enj?" I said, breaking away from the kiss, my voice breathless.

"Yeah?"

"I want to save this... for our last night together" I gulped. I felt his hand cushion my chin.

"Okay" he said simply, his soft voice full of love.

"But can I continue kissing you?" He asked. I felt my head bobbing up and down eagerly.

And we continued until sleep deliriously took over us both.

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I woke up, rubbing my eyes and yawning. My back hurt from sleeping in an uncomfortable position on the sofa. I was up just in time to see the comical scene which was a dressed up Enjolras, hopping around the house with one shoe on, whilst looking for the other.

"I forgot that you were going to that meeting" I said with my raspy morning voice, stretching my arms as he glanced over.

"Morning sweetheart" he said, coming over and kissing me softly on my forehead. "It's only for a few hours, I'll be back before night. But I don't want you left alone so Feuilly and Bahorel will be around in a bit so you can go with them to the Musain, and Marius said Éponine and Gav will stay with you here until I return later" he said. He seemed to have planned it all out and I raised my eyes.

"Darling, I'm almost 20, I don't need a babysitter"

"Please, it will give me peace of mind. That reminds me, when is your birthday?"

I bit my lip, saying "7th June"

He looked to the floor straight away, nodding sympathetically, yet I didn't understand why. If I was in his position, I would want to take part in something I cared so strongly about. That I believed in. At the end of the day, making him call of the rebellion would be what I wanted to do the least. It would break me as well as him.

"I better go, goodbye Lissy" he half-smiled, his eyes not lighting up.

"Have a safe journey and tell Combeferre I said hello" I called out before he shut the door and I was left in the empty apartment.

It was strange, being alone here without him. For the short time we had been together, we hadn't spent a moment apart. I paced around the wooden floors, examining the plain white walls for nothing in particular, waiting for Feuilly and Bahorel.

I guessed I had better get used to this thing called loneliness.