Revolution (Hamilton)

Enchantment

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''Debs, come on. Let's go'' Alex whines, waiting on me with the rest of the guys. I quickly finish my letter to Jimmy and stand up, following the men. We are sneaking out of camp, Hercules and John have been whining for ''real'' beer, while Alex just wants some new people to converse with. Or maybe he just wants women to swoon over him, I don't know how he does it, but every woman who sees him seems to take a very intense liking to him. Maybe he just enchants them with his words, I once saw him describe a woman's dress for 30 minutes. That is truly insane, how can someone talk so much.

The bartender looks instantly grumpy when we enter the inn. ''One commotion and you're out'' he grumbles, looking specifically at Alex. Alex gives him an overenthusiastic smile and scratches his neck. ''No commotions Sir I promise'' Hercules reassures the barman, smiling sympathetically. We sit down at the bar, Alex immediately wandering of to some women. I see Laurens looking over at him with some emotion I can't quite place, worry maybe? That is probably it, considering how much John seems to care for Alex. ''Hello men'' a guy walks over, talking to John, Hercules and me.

''Doing good in the army I take'' he smiles, his dark brown jolly. ''Yes sir'' Hercules, Lafayette and John answer, giving a small salute. The men start talking while my thoughts drift of to Ann. Perhaps she is close, after all we are in the city and she might have fled to here. I hope she is doing good, I miss our talks. She was always a good listener and she had the best advice. ''What is your name'' I suddenly am awoken from my thoughts by the stranger waving his hand in my face.

''Deborah'' I blurt out, my head still focused on Ann. ''Oh so you aren't a soldier. Are you here with your boyfriend? You really shouldn't be wearing his uniform'' the man starts ranting, an annoyed look on his face. I feel anger well up in me as I answer ''No Sir I am a soldier'' I state, Ann completely disappears out of my thoughts as I think about the rude man who is waving his hands in my face. ''That is ridiculous. A woman can't fight'' he angrily states, a dark look in his brown eyes. ''I suggest you stop talking to me like that or you will find out just how good a woman can fight'' I threaten, standing up from the stool I was sitting on, balling my hand into a fist. ''Tss go back to the kitchen woman'' he sneers, taking a step closer. I swing my arm back ready to punch his face off when I feel someone pulling me away by my arm. I look up at the person who is dragging me away ''Alex stop'' I angrily growl, Alex still pulling me away, into the cold air of the night. ''What was the plan there'' he asks, a smirk on his lips and a concerned look on his face.

''To kick his ass'' I reply, still angry that he pulled me away. ''You can't kick his ass'' he chuckles, crossing his arms. I feel more anger rise in me, I can hit just as hard if not harder then most men in the camp. ''Yes I can'' I angrily sneer pushing him against the stone wall of the inn. ''No you can't'' he jokily chuckles flipping us around so I am the one pushed against the wall, I growl and his face turns from a joking one in a serious one. Making something deep in my stomach flutter. ''We all know you are strong Debs, calm down please'' he states, still holding me against the wall. ''Make me'' I sneer, still angry, but calming down a bit, staring in his eyes. The violet-blue shade make them look like diamonds, shimmering in the moonlight, begging for someone to look at them. He chuckles and starts slowly leaning in, my attention now being pulled to his lips, they look soft and inviting. A feeling I have never felt before suddenly turns on in me, is this what people talk about when they talk about wanting? His lips are getting dangerously close now and his eyes are closed, I can feel his breath on my lips. Tickling them, I want to lean in, to feel his lips on mine.

''No'' I whisper, turning my head sideways. Alex reassumes the position he was in earlier, a hurt look on his face. ''I am sorry Alex. I can't do this'' I mumble, leaning against the wall. ''Why not Debs, I see the way you look at me'' he replies in a soft voice, the emotion in his eyes breaking my heart. ''I want to stand on my own, make my own name, I can't do that if I have a man's name attached to mine'' I whisper, wanting nothing more than to pull the man back in. ''But we can work this out Debs I promise I w...'' Alex begins stepping closer again. ''Look Alex I see the way you enchant other women with your words. I don't even know if I am just another conquest for you. I do know that you can't enchant me to change my mind, as much as you can't enchant George Washington to make you his right-hand man'' I state, cutting him off and walking back inside, determined to not let myself fall for him.