Not Me ~ A Hamliza Mystery

Alexander Hamilton

TW: mention of miscarriage, gun, death

Alexander's POV:

I have been in this goddamned basement for who knows how long. There's no clock, no windows. All I know is that John Laurens, my best friend, hurt me and dragged me down here. I don't know why and I don't know how I fell for his tricks.

When I saw Francis at the park, I knew something was wrong. He wouldn't be so vague. John told me everything. The Facebook page, the texts. It all falls into place. It's just so scary knowing that I might die... I'm in the secondary location. But John is a friend. Was a friend.

I miss Eliza. Every second it hurts more. I don't know if she's safe or if she even misses me... I know she should and she would but I don't know for sure and it kills me!

I hear something upstairs. John's voice as usual. He says something like "you can't go in there". Maybe someone is here for me. I won't get my hopes up though. I'll probably die soon. John will be the one to kill me.

Now I hear Peggy's voice. She yelled something and now she's laughing. Did I forget to mention that Peggy and John are working together? I hope she didn't hurt Eliza. If I get out of this, I'll kill them both.

The door opens and I look up. Some of John's new friends are bringing down whoever was at the door.

"Eliza!" I shout. She tries to escape the mans grasp but she can't. That's ok. I don't want her to get hurt. "Eliza, you found me." I said, smiling.

She gives me a small smile back as they tie her to a chair as well. I never wanted this. I need her to be free. Now that I know she cares and she found me... she needs to get out of here. If she takes me with her, great. But it's ok if she doesn't. Just seeing her face again is enough for me.

"Alex you are an idiot!" Angelica yells at me. Understandable.

"I know, I know. I'm so sorry but this isn't really the place for this. Can we throw around the blame once we're home?" I ask she gives a small nod.

"Alex... I missed you so much... I thought you left me..." Eliza says. Her voice sounds so broken and tired. I assume she hasn't slept. It's understandable. I was kidnapped.

"I missed you too... I would never leave you on purpose. I love you." I say quietly but Peggy comes downstairs.

"Enough with the lovey-dovey stuff! You both make me sick with your "perfect lives" and "perfect marriage". I swear, Eliza, you had those miscarriages for the attention. You just love attention, don't you!" She shouts

Eliza starts to tear up. If I were free, I don't know what I would do.  Beat up Peggy or comfort my wife. What I can't do with my hands, I can do with my words.

"Eliza, don't listen to her. You know what she says isn't true. You couldn't help what happened. We were careful every time. It's ok." I whisper. Peggy comes and stands between us.

"You're the worst of all. You are so "in love" with her, you ruined my marriage! You ruined everything!"

"It's not my fault that John feels that way for me. I moved on. He broke up with me!" I keep trying to get my hands free like I had for however long I've been here. Nothing moves.

"You can't hurt me. It's too late. I'll see you in hell." Peggy says and pulls out a gun, shooting me in the chest. The last thing I hear is Eliza screaming, a chair breaking and her running over to me.

I scream as I fall back. I see Eliza over me, crying as my eyes flutter closed and everything goes dark. No sound. No light. No feeling. Just dark.