Blind Lover

Silence

"Courf', jesus christ, answer your god damn voicemail. Call me back," Enji mumbled before he turned off his phone. He made up his mind for the fourth time and called him again.

"Actuallly, Courf', don't. Just leave me to suffer. Like Grantaire di-" At that Enjolras weakened and hastily ended the call. Exasperated, he called Courfeyrac again.

Full Inbox.

The iphone was almost thrown at a wall if it had not been for Courf calling.

        "Jesus, Enjolras. What happened between you and Grantaire?"

        "So you actually listened to my voicemails?! Why didn't you answer the phone?"

A groan was heard from Courf's line.

        "Julien, no offense man, but you are worse than a girl after a break up. You left me fifty-two voicemails in the past  hour. Cut me slack."

Silence.

"Enjolras."

Silence.

"What happened between you and Grantaire? And don't give me some bs excuse. Everyone knows."

Silence.

Enjolras sighed and ruffled his blonde hair.

" You know what,Courf'? I have no time for this. I can't- We can't lose valuable time over a dru-over Grantaire. We -I have to keep moving forward." A sigh was heard from Courfeyrac.

"Of course,Enjolras."

(Grantaire)

        Paint did wonderful things to an old dusty room. He had transformed the small room into a wonderful place. The window was cleaned and opened and for the first time, Grantaire felt at ease with himself.

        He took another swig from his beer bottle as he continued painting. His skills were slightly rusty ,but he was able to still continue.People were starting to like his artwork.

        Even his music. Grantaire smiled happily to himself. He continued uploading covers of songs and began to attract attention. Of course he was still struggling. Every day he thought of Enjolras but along with that came with the idea that he could become a better man.