I'm still alive

Part 2

Taire stumbled down the rickety old stairs. Falling over the last step with an evident hang over. "What happened last night" he asked. "The usual... You got drunk and passed out" Combferre replied grumpily. Joly started to wake up. He threw the blanket off himself. "THAT THING COULD BE CONTAGIOUS" he yelled which made Grantaire laugh. I didn't find anything humorous nor out of the ordinary from this comment. Combferre quickly got back into his book. I watched as grantaire got out his breakfast. He made himself tea... But it was soon ruined with the wine he dumped into it. He smiled at his treasure and drank it. I rolled my eyes and went straight upstairs.

Looking over my papers again. Trying to figure out a new plan. Another Barricade? maybe. I just needed time to think to myself. A few minutes went by without distraction. Then Grantaire entered the room. I knew something was about to happen. He saw me working as he walked over to look at my work. I was trying to pay attention as he started to rub my shoulders.

I tensed up at first. He never really touched me... Ever. But it soon became relaxing. I figure I was too wound up in the revolution. My mind began to wander but I pretended to still be working. He left about 5 minutes later, when he thought I was fully relaxed. It really did feel nice. It felt weird though. Almost like I was betraying someone. I shook off the thought and stared at my plans so far. All of them were pretty horrible. Without everyone there, it was no use. I could list who died when. But I would rather not.

Bahorel was the first to die, I was confused on why. He was the fighter of the group. He never really backed down from a fight. But being the first to die was unusual. He won all of his fights. The last one to die was Courfeyrac, being shot with Combferre and Joly, yet the other two lived on. I just remembered Prouvaires scream when he died. Poor innocent Prouvaire. The one into poetry. He never really like violence but he would reluctantly do whatever I asked.

It's really sad to think of my friends and how they died for me. They never could be replaced.