Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Combeferre Fan Fiction and the new soundtrack....

Hey Guys!
So how many of you bought the new CD today? Well, I know I did! It is just amazing and heartbreaking at the same time. The song that really got me was in 'The Death of Gavroche", You can hear Courf's sobs:'( Saddest thing ever!

Okay, so here is the second part of my Combeferre fan fiction!


Azelma awoke with a start in the morning. She was very, very perplexed about where she was at. She was in a proper bed, which was very strange. Then she remembered the events of the night before. A tear rolled silently down her cheek. She had thought it was a dream. Where is Combeferre, she wondered. She was alone obviously. She tried to stand but felt a sharp pain in her leg. She wobbled slightly. She sat herself back down on the bed. She glanced about the room, taking in the scene. Books littered the floor, she noticed. He was a reader. Azelma never had much use for reading. Her mother had taught her when she was little, but she had forgotten how to in the years of abandonment, the years of neglect. She stood up again, venturing a bit farther into the room. Suddenly, her leg gave out from under her, sending her to the floor. She crashed on the floor, hitting her elbow on the floor. She bit her lip to keep the cries in, not letting them out. She was strong. Yet, she could not pull herself up. She lay there, on the floor of the dusty apartment. She couldn't help but let the sob escape her lips. She felt so useless. The door opened and Combeferre entered his arms full of food. He saw Azelma lying on the floor and quickly laid the food on the counter and bounded toward the girl sprawled on the floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes, I am fine. I just forgot about my leg.” She whimpered as he helped her up.

“I’m taking you to go see my friend Joly today and then I’m going to find Eponine. She honestly misses you, Azelma.” He said softly. Azelma felt a tear roll down her cheek. She didn’t like the thought of her sister being distressed by her absence. Combeferre sat her down on a chair and handed her a loaf of bread, a lump of cheese, and a hunk of meat. She looked at it as if she shouldn’t even touch it.

“Its fine, Azelma. Please. Eat.” He said, sounding very concerned.  She touched the bread to her lips and inhaled the aroma of freshly baked bread. She then devoured the loaf. Next the cheese. Then the meat.

Merci, Monsieur.” She said as she finished the meal. Combeferre smiled as he brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. Their eyes met and electricity flowed through the space between them. Azelma cast her eyes down, breaking the moment. Combeferre coughed, and then said,

“Well, we had better start to Joly’s. Do you think you can make it?”

“If you help support me, Monsieur, I think I can make it.” She replied.

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After a half an hour of walking, they finally made it to Joly’s. They knocked on the door. Soon, a small, brown haired young man answered.

“Hello, Combeferre! How are you?” He said, brightly. He then noticed the weak young woman leaned against Combeferre’s shoulder.

“I’m fine. I just came so you can check on my friend.” Combeferre replied taking Azelma’s had and squeezed it.

“Is she sick?!” Joly asked, sounding a bit hysterical.

“NO! She’s just got a hurt leg. We want to know if it is broken!” Combeferre exclaimed.

“Oh, well then, by all means, come inside!” Joly said, smiling.

He inspected Azelma’s leg and after a minute’s thought, stated,

“Well, it’s not broken, just sprained. Just stay off of your leg for awhile, alright?” He said to her, patting her head. Joly took Combeferre aside as Azelma glanced through an anatomy book from a pile. Sure, she couldn’t read but there were amazing sketches of human hearts and brains. They fascinated Azelma.

“Combeferre, she looks very malnourished. Almost like a young girl I once knew. She hasn’t showed signs of tuberculosis, has she?” Joly inquired.

“Not to my knowledge. And I should know since my mother died of that years back.” Combeferre responded.

“Well, just feed her as much as you can. She needs to gain at least 10 pounds or else she will just waste away.” Joly explained.

“I will try.” Combeferre said, glancing at the young girl.

“Where did you find her? What’s her name? How old is she?” Joly questioned.

“I met her yesterday at the Café. She’s Eponine’s younger sister, Azelma. She’s sixteen.” Combeferre answered.

“Eponine’s sister?! Really? She will be thrilled to know that you found her.”

“Yes, that’s where we’re headed. To the Café Musain. Hopefully Eponine will be there!” Combeferre said. He caught Azelma’s eye and she limped over to him.

“Shall we go?” He asked.

“Yes. I’d like to see my sister.”  

 
Okay, so in this part, I opened a door for another "Prequel", I guess you might say. What if Joly is such a hypochondriac  because he was once in loved a girl who became very ill and died? I want to know your opinions because if I recieve positive feedback, I'll start writing.
Hope you enjoyed!
Over and Out!
Sydney

 

3 comments:

  1. Love it!!!! :D Combeferre is awesome {duh. It's Combeferre} and I really love Azelma! Ooh, and Joly of course. But then again, Joly is like one of my favorite characters so yeah......Ooh! Do another prequel! That could be very good!

    I almost went to buy the soundtrack, myself, yesterday...Unfortunately my purse wouldn't allow it. :-/ {I spent WAAAAAYYY too much at the movies this winter...*blink* *blink*} Between The Hobbit {twice} and Les Mis {three times...He...he...hee -- no, I really could not afford it...I'm not that rich....} I spent.....a lot.....Oh yeah! Plus I pre-ordered Les Mis and The Hobbit......yeah. I am so broke. I shouldn't spend ANYTHING until this summer! O.o

    Keep it up!

    ~Anna

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    1. I will be starting on the Joly fan fiction any day now! I'm just trying to collect my thoughts on how I want it go!
      Yeah, I went to Les Mis three times as well!
      Sydney

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    2. Sydney, I can't wait for the Joly fan fiction to come out. I was thinking of writing one myself, but it was too similar to this. I didn't want you to think I was plagiarizing your idea. Is your Combeferre fan fiction coming out soon?
      ~Hannah S.

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