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30, 35 Eponine and Enjolras. (Under the Rain and Hold My Hand) Xx :)
Alright, I am still in a sad mood bc of what I just wrote so I’m gonna use this as a prologue where Eponine dies, sorry, in advance…
A little fall of rainThis was getting out of hand. Guns were being pulled out by the patron-minette. Why hadn’t he thought of that? He knew this could happen.
The rain started the second the gunshot sounded. He looked around to see if anyone had been hurt, only to see Eponine, his ‘Ponine lying on the ground, bleeding heavily. He rushed over to her, shouting for people to call an ambulance. The members of the patron-minette, including Eponines father disappeared as quickly as they had come.
"No, ‘Ponine, don’t leave me, you said you wouldn’t leave me." Enjolras said only just loud enough for her to hear. "Stay here ‘Ponine, don’t go."
"Just hold my hand, there’s nothing you can do." She said with a very weak voice that didn’t belong to her. "Nothing can hurt me now, not the rain, not my father, not you, nothing."
"I love you. Please, please, don’t leave me." Enjolras had started crying. He said more but his sobs tuned out his words.
"I love you too, ‘Jolras. I will never leave you, never. Are you still holding my hand?" She started to lose feeling in her lymbs and she knew, she knew death was close. She’d seen it creep up on someone so many times. But Enjolras hadn’t, so she didn’t tell him.
"Yes, can’t you feel it?" He asked watching as her eyes slowly closed. "No, ‘Ponine stay here."
She opened her eyes a little and said: “I love you, ‘Jolras. I’ll never leave you.” Her eyes closed then and her breathing stopped. Combeferre checked her pulse and shook his head. Enjolras kissed her once more and clutched her body tightly to him.
When the ambulance came it took Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Grantaire and Marius to get Enjolras to let go of her. Never would he forgive himself for organizing this final, fatal, protest. Never.
so what you're saying is that lgtbq people don't get enough representation in the media. fair enough. Hello, but enjonine isn't dominating the world of media. not all of us are fucking homophobes.
[stares at u] [staring intensifies] [staring has reached maximum intensity] [there is nothing left but staring] [the universe collapses around us and yet I continue to stare at u] nha son