Lead Me to Salvation

Chapter 25

Enjolras POV

I sat by her bedside all night long. After carrying her from the beach, I put her in our bed, and had our maid, Agnes, come check on her. Agnes had cared for me since I was a child, and she was the only person I trusted to care for Éponine.

"Adrien. Can we talk?" Ana asked later that night, knocking on the bedroom door.

"Come in," I called back softly after a moment's hesitation.

My sister walked into the room, with a shadow on her back.

"I never said he could come in," I snapped at my sister, refusing to look at her husband behind her.

"Adrien, can we please just talk about what happened?" Ana walked next to me, sighing.

"I don't think that's fair when the victim of this situation can't tell us her story because she's unconscious," I countered, brushing a few stray hairs from Éponine's face.

"Adrien, I don't know what you think happened, but I promise you it was nothing," Sebastien said innocently.

I stood up, my blood boiling. I stormed towards Sebastien, slamming him against the wall and holding him there.

"Adrien! Stop!" Ana yelled, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You listen here, Sebastien. I want you to leave now and stay the hell away from my niece, my sister, and Éponine!"

"Adrien," a small voice croaked.

I whipped around to see Éponine stirring in bed.

"Éponine," I sighed, rushing to her and cradling her in my arms and kissing her forehead. "You woke up."

I could feel her melt into my arms. As I watched her, she made eye contact with Sebastien, who stayed against the wall. I could feel her tense up and bury herself in my side, her head resting in the crook of my neck.

"It was him," she mumbled. "That night you saved me...the second time. From the docks. The night I had those bruises. Those were from him."

I could feel my blood boiling as I glared at Sebastien.

"So you spent some time at the docks? Ana, did you know he cheated on you?"

Ana's jaw dropped, looking sadly at Sebastien.

"You....you and Éponine? Sebastien, have you been trying to sleep with her?" Ana cried, walking over towards him.

"Ana, they're lying. Don't you see what that girl has done to your brother? She's a liar, and she's manipulating your family," Sebastien shook his head with disappointment.

"Don't even try this! I want you out of this house. Tonight," I ordered, standing my ground.

Sebastien stared at me, his jaw locking and unlocking. He looked from me to Ana several times. He even paced around a bit.

"Fine. Ana, go start packing," Sebastien said finally.

"No! Ana, he's the only one leaving," I protested.

"Ana, you're my wife."

"You treat her terribly!" I argued.

I looked at my sister and I knew. I could see all the thoughts running through my mind. She was nervous. She didn't know how to tell him. She knew in her heart that she couldn't possibly go with him.

"Adrien, I have to go with him."

My heart almost stopped. My little sister was going to go with him.

"No, you don't have to," I countered.

"He's my husband. He's not perfect, but I'm sticking by his side."

I hesitated, wishing I could show my sister some sense. I knew I never kid. Ana had set her mind to it.

"Fine...I'll miss you. It was nice to see you."

"Adrien, please," Ana started.

"No, Ana, I'm done. Goodbye."