Jardin de fleurs || A Les Misérables Fanfic

Deux

"So you took up a job? A princess? You are not a poor woman!", he yelled. "Have you ever thought of how much I had to suffer because of you? People were starving papa, and you did nothing to stop that.", I said.

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I walked up to the rented room. It smelled like wine and burnt wood. Ink stains were on the table. They had been here for 5 minutes now, how can they make such a mess? "Bonjour.", I said. The men stared at me. I knew one of them. And his eyes were widened when he recognized me.

"Can we help you?", a man with short, blonde hair asked. "I just wanted to check if everything was alright.", I said and turned around to walk away. "Everything's alright Mademoiselle.", he responded. He stopped me. "Thank you.", he said with a soft smile. I reflected his smile and walked back down. I had to take care of the rest of the Café. Café Musain was closing at 6 and people had made a great mess for me to clean up to.

I was sweeping the floor when I heard glass shattering. I dropped the broom and quickly walked up the stairs to see what was going on. "Is everything alright? I just heard glass shattering." "Everything's alright. Our friend here dropped his wine bottle. He crying over there.", he pointed to a young man who had indeed been crying. "Then why is no one of you comforting him? He mean, he's clearly sad." "He's drunk."

"And your point is? He still has feelings and right now he's hurting.", I explained. I walked over to him. "It's okay, stop crying. Why are you crying?", I asked. "I dropped my wine bottle and there was so much left inside!", he cried. I had to chuckle. "I'll get you a new one." "NO", the boys yelled. "Why not?" "He's an alcoholic, Mademoiselle. Your offer is nice, but please, don't do that.", one of the men said.

"I understand. I'll get you a new bottle of wine.", I said. "Mademoiselle, did you not hear what I said?", the curly blonde haired man said. "I did. But it's none of your concern, what I am doing.", I said while walking towards the door and opening it. I walked down to the bar we kept on the bottom floor and I took a wine bottle and emptied it. Afterwards I filled in water. Because I did listen to him!

I walked back up to the boys and handed the alcoholic his bottle. "We only have white wine left.", I said. "Thank you.", he said, taking the bottle. I left the room once again.

It had been a while since I last heard a noise. But when I did, I could see the men coming down the stairs. The blonde curly haired man looked dangerous, as if he was about to kill me. "Mademoiselle.", I could a man say. "Can I help you?" "We must thank you. We don't know how you did that but we must thank you a lot. He is completely sober now. What the hell was in this bottle?", he asked.

I laughed. "I put water in it.", I said. The men looked at me while I was laughing. "I am Combeferre, Mademoiselle.", the mysterious man said. "I am Emilia.", I introduced myself. Man after man introduced himself. "I am Enjolras.", the blonde curly haired man said.

"Do you work here?", Combeferre asked. "I do. I also live here." "Are you related to Madame?" "No, I am just helping her. And she gives me a place to sleep." "What's your last mame Mademoiselle?", Joly asked. "Choquet, Monsieur, but why are you asking?" "Just curious." "He's secretly filling out your papers for a hospital." "What?" "He does that all the time.", Bossuet said.

I was laughing again. "Okay, I sadly have to throw you guys out of the Café. It's getting late and my next shift starts at 4." "But it's 3 in the morning." "I told Madame to rest. You see, she has done so much for this Café and now she needs days off.", I explained. "Then we will see us tomorrow." "I think so.", I said after throwing the boys out. I closed the door and made my way up to the rented room.

It was a total mess. I started cleaning right away. I couldn't hear the footsteps that were approaching me. That person spun me around. "Oh my god. What are you doing here?", I asked him. "I forgot something.", he said while looking my lips. I looked him deep in the eye.

"Was it this?", I said holding up a ring. "It was. Thank you.", he said, kissing me. I kissed him back. It was probably the alcohol I had consumed earlier.

I think you can imagine what happened afterwards.....

(A/N: so I have this book completely planned out already and the end is written in my notes already. But before the end, a lot of things are going to happen.