Jardin de fleurs || A Les Misérables Fanfic

Treize

Time jump 1832
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"R, I am worried about you." "Why? I'm just drinking." "Yeah, that's what I am worried about.", I said. "Em, I'm fine." "Don't 'Em' me, R, you're my best friend. Maybe you should stop drinking, and if it's not for you, then for Enjolras.", I said, "I believe you said 'yes' when he asked you to marry him."

"Can I be honest with you?" "Please." "I am scared that Enjolras proposed to me because of pity. He feels bad that no one looks at me.", he said. "R, are you crazy? He proposed to you because he loves you. And you said yes because you love him.", I said. Grantaire had started to drink even more than before Enjolras proposed.

I remember it, clear as night. No kidding, it was a very clear night. We were having a meeting. Courfeyrac and I had been official for about a week or two and Enjolras was nervous. Of course, we had no idea what we were about to witness. Enjolras walked over to Grantaire. Honestly, we didn't know what was the matter. Then he whispered something into Grantaires ear and then he dropped to his knee.

Jehan gasped and Joly almost fainted. Bossuet was soundly asleep and fell back with his chair when Bahorel woke him up. His speech was about how fucked up the current situation in France was and how much he wanted to spend this time with Grantaire. Grantaire was crying but he accepted.

The proposal was a year ago and our situation has worsened. And so has Grantaires alcohol consum. Last year was full of surprises. But now, Grantaire was on the verge of crying. "R, what's going on?",I asked. "R, are you pregnant? I mean because of your mood swings.", a very drunk Bahorel yelled.

"Shut it over there!", I yelled at him and then fully giving Grantaire my attention, "Maybe you should sleep a little. You can do that in my room. Alright?" He nodded. Then we both left the meeting room and walked up the staircase to the private part of the Café. As soon as I opened the door, I could see Courfeyrac. "Oh, well, hello.", I said. "Bonjour Mademoiselle." "Stop that, please.", I said.

"I'm sorry my dear. What are you doing anyways?", he asked. "Well, R isn't feeling well and I suggested that he should sleep instead of drink his problem away.", I explained. "R, she's pretty smart, don't you think?", he said. "Of course, you're courting her.", Grantaire said. "Grantaire please help me. You're like twice my weight, come on buddy, I can't carry you.", I said. Courfeyrac laughed.

"Can you help me? He's heavy.", I said. "HEY, I heard that!", R said. "I wanted you to hear that.", I said. Soon, Grantaire was placed in my bed and both, Courfeyrac and me, walked back to the meeting room. Now I had to deal with Bahorel. "Bahorel, are you sober enough to listen to me?", I asked.

"Oui, Mademoiselle.", he slurred, tripping over his own feet. I tried catching him. Courfeyrac and I managed to sit him down. "Alright, you should apologize to Grantaire. I know what you said earlier, was supposed to be funny. But it's not. Grantaire isn't feeling well and you're making him feel even worse.", I said.

"Oh I had no idea. Where is he?" "Asleep in my room. But maybe you can apologize later, alright?" He nodded.

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"Where are you going?", Courfeyrac asked. He had fallen asleep on my shoulder during the meeting. "I'm just checking on Grantaire.", I said, getting up. I walked down to the Café and then turned to the private part of the Musain.

I walked to my door and opened it. Grantaire was looking out of the window. "Do you like the view?" He nodded. "It's calming.", he said coldly. "What's going on?", I asked. "I know who you are." "Alright then, who am I?", I asked.

"Princess Emilia.", he whispered. My face fell. "How did you find out?", I asked. Then he handed me a letter. "I found this under your bed.", he said. "Alright, you know who I am. So what? I am still me.", I said.

"I know. It's fine. Your behavior was strange from the beginning. You were so well taught. And a commoner couldn't possibly raise a girl like this.", he said. "Hey, that's not true and you know that.", I said.

"Does Courfeyrac know? I mean that you are the princess?", he asked. I nodded. I told you a few years ago. But you won't tell anyone, right?" "Come on, you should know that I would never do such a thing. You're my best friend.", he said and then he hugged me. Courfeyrac knocked on the door.

"Bahorel wanted to apologize.", he said. "This is where you live?", Bahorel asked. I nodded. "So Grantaire, I am sorry for what I said. I shouldn't have done that. I hope we're good now." "Of course we are.", Grantaire said.

(A/N: "save me!" will end soon. And that makes me sad 😢)