The island in the mist~ Lams

Chapter 7- When You Get To See Alex's Eye

A/N: Hello peoplz, it's been a while...? So does anyone read POV like pov, like, not P.O.V., no? I guess I'm the only one 0-0

Anyways, here's the newest chapter- newest chapter for now, at least:

John's POV

Hamilton slowly falls to the floor, now on his knees.

"D-did I do something wrong?" I ask, worry probably clearly written all over my face,

"N-New York..." Hamilton croaks, I see a tear roll down his dirty face. (Rude much?) 

"Shut up A/N lady," 

(wow, even more 'rude much's) 

"Shut up Author, his face was dirty, it's not a bad thing, it's like-" 

(Yeah yeah, bye) 

"Wait!-" *John gets sucked into a black hole*

Now let's get back to the story:

"Br-brother.." Hamilton mumbles, tears falling at a quicker pace.

"Come here, Hamilton," I say, he obeys and walks over, his legs shaky and his hand covering his eyes but his eyepatch looking like a peeled band-aid- so falling off.

I sit on my knees and Hamilton cries into my chest, my arms wrapped around him. I hope he's Ok, he's fine and then he's crying... Maybe it's a result of being stranded here, hope he's still sane...

I feel Hamilton shuffle, he takes off his eye patch, I take out his ribbon and hand it to him, making sure he has it, I start petting his hair gently, hoping it was soothing, I hope a lot

I start telling Hamilton that everything's going to be alright. He stops crying but doesn't get up, he starts breathing slowly and starts to snore very quietly. I smile down at him, at least he's Ok.

I lay down, Hamilton on my chest so he falls on the leaf pile with me, I yawn and close my eyes, sleep taking over. (The position they are in is John's right hand is on Alex's head, just for better imagination...)

                                           Da next day...
I slowly open my eyes, sunlight shining through the little gaps of no leaves. I try to get up but I look down and see Hamilton laying on me, not wanting to wake him up, I try to lay him down on the leaf bed gently, but after I stand, I just sit at an edge of the fort, looking at the sunrise, the sun being not entirely in view yet.                      

I dangle my legs over the edge, well, my right one, my left too painful to move. I start to whistle Katniss Everdeen's whistle, a low, a slightly higher, slightly lower, matching the first note, and slightly lower again. (every descriptive, I know UwU) and I hear something whistle it back, but whatever whistling sounded injured and far away.

My eyes widen at the thought, that whatever whistled, could be one of the Meme Team 🐢🐢!! I get my leg on the fort then crawl to Hamilton. He looks so peaceful, even with a scar on his left eye.

"Hey Hamilton, Hamilton, c'mon, wake up," I say, my voice at a normal level.

"Hamilton!" I say, a little louder.

"HAMILTON!" I shout, he jumps awake, looking around, his eyes widened- wait- eyes, eyeS? I look up at him, his right eye a pretty navy-ish colour, while his left- a red, barely brighter than blood red.

Hamilton closes his left eye quickly, and I get curious, maybe his village thought he was a demon and abandoned him here, no, he was here for a month, maybe he doesn't even know about his eye, maybe-

"Y-your eye is cool," I blurt out, I put my hands over my mouth and Hamilton lets his hands fall at his side, his red eye closed, his right eye still wide as his mouth imitating the letter O. Hamilton bites his lip and looks away but glances back at me again, his cheeks a little pink. I must have made him embarrassed... oops...

"R-really?" He asks, his voice dry like before, he looks back at me with a little smile, covering his red eye with his left hand, I wonder why he does that, cover his eye.

"E-ever since I appeared here, I could only open my left eye, after 8 sunsets I opened it but it's fuzzy and I can't see anything clearly, so I try to heal it with death berry leaves, that's what my flashes say, at least," Hamilton says.

"What's a flash?" I ask.

"Oh, when I go to sleep or close my eyes for a while it's all white and then I see a... Book, someone holding a book and reading it, the first one I had was of something called 'amnesia' I think I have it, do you know what it is?" Hamilton said, turning his body and head towards me, he cocks his head slightly. I start to blush slightly.

"Uhh- yeah, it's when you can only remember a certain amount of things or sometimes only remember nothing, it's mostly caused by something hitting your head, it's when something hurts the brain, if I am right, Eliza knows more about it, she's a nurse in training and super smart," I say, putting a finger to my chin while thinking.

"Who's E-Eliza..?" Hamilton asks, cocking his head again. OMG THAT'S SO CUTE! No, dontdontdontdontdontdontdontdontdont, people can be cute and you can not like them, right? guaugbuabgoiNIONGBOBOIWBIUGH(*Y&yt487hgh3489ythg5u3nwgkNHIHRUWHr

"She's my best friend's sister, she's also my friend," I say, feeling a little bit of heat come to my cheeks. 

"Do you like her?" He asks out of the blue, his voice cold and dry like usual, he sits and I do too.

"No," I say plainly, then I hear another of Katniss's tune, my eyes widen.

"My friends!" I shout, putting a hand on my head. "That's the reason I woke you up! My friends are calling me, they are the ones whistling!" I said, stress consuming me a little.

"Calm down, Laurens," Hamilton says, putting a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him.

"I told you to call me John," I say, Hamilton just shakes his head, huh, weird.

"Do you have a way to tell them we're coming?" I ask Hamilton, he shakes his head again. Then my stomach growls.

"You want food?" Hamilton asks, I nod and he goes to the bowl thingies, he hands me a pear and I gobble it down.

"Stay here, Lau- 

"John," I correct him,

"umm- John," Hamilton says, pointing to the bed, I smile and he gets embarrassed again, pink consuming his cheeks again.

"Okay, say this thing to any human you encounter: 'Hello, I helped John Laurens, but he's injured and asked me to come to get you to re-group, and as proof, I know that you are the Meme Team 🐢🐢 and that I won last Monopoly game in two rolls.'" I say, Hamilton nods and goes on the Polly system.

"See ya later, Laurens!" Hamilton shouts when he's down the tree.

"It's John!" I shout back, "And whistle if you don't know where they are, the tune is (John epically whistles Katniss's tune) so whistle that!" I shout to him. 

"Okay!" He shouts back, he whistles the tune and I hear bushes and grass move in the direction the call a Meme Team 🐢🐢 member called back, probably Eliza or A-a-ron, because they are smart enough to whistle while General-Washington can't whistle >:) because I know they fail IRL. 

A/N: I'm bored right now, help mee, word count is 1303, but who cares, next chapter may or may not be Alex's POV, maybe, I have no ideas though, I don't have the story written out, just a few ideas, if you have ideas though, please give them, all I have sorted out for what's going to happen is when they get to New York- I've said too much! SUBSTITUTION JUTSU! *log replaces where I was*