Beauty To Broadway (Hamilton)

Chapter Twenty Five

Chapter Twenty Five

Chris drove me to the theatre, we parked out front. The line stretched all the way down the block and around the corner.
"Wow, they're all here for me?" I asked.
"Well, it's noon, and the line for the show tonight definitely wouldn't be this long this early," Chris replied. I laughed. We parked and stepped out, people actually cheered for me. I could feel my face getting hot, this was so weird. Chris came over to my side and grabbed my hand, we walked into the theatre together. And down into the auditorium, the table where I would sit and sign books was set up on the stage. My new agent/manager/publicist Cassie greeted us when we walked in.
"Good morning Saint! The phones have been ringing non stop today, Beauty to Broadway is a hit! I have TONS of papers and TV shows across the country that want to speak to you! You're famous," she said.
"This is crazy! Did you see that line?" I asked.
"I sure did! We'd better get started so that they can get the show going on time tonight," she suggested. I went and sat down at my table, it was stacked with books for people to buy. I was given a whole pack of black sharpies and then people started flooding into the theatre.

The signing ended at 6, unfortunately, there were some people who didn't get their copy signed. The line was just too long, and there were new people flooding in all the time. But Hamilton started in an hour and they needed the theatre cleared. Lin showed up as we were about to leave.
"Hey! How did it go?" He asked.
"It went really well. Don't forget about the party tomorrow night," I replied.
"I won't forget, go have fun, celebrate your success. Vanessa and my mother are watching the kids, they're going to stay at my mother's," Lin said.
"You're the best," I replied. I hugged him and kissed his cheek and then Chris and I left.

Chris and I went to dinner and then he was able to sneak me into a club to do a little bit of celebrating. We danced and drank and just had some fun. Around 2 am Chris and I were stumbling home, we were able to catch a cab that took us to Lin's. We were laughing and giggling like drunken idiots as we went inside and went upstairs.
"Shhhhhhh, you have to be quiet, Lin is sleeping," I whispered. We went into my room and Chris shut the door. Chris came over to me and kissed me very roughly. He pushed me down onto the bed and continued to kiss me. But then he started to unbuckle his pants.
"Chris... Stop," I said. He kissed me again, but I pushed him away. "Not tonight."
"What? Don't you want me?" He asked.
"It's too soon, after what Brandon did, after the baby, we've only just got back together, I don't want to rush things," I replied. Even though I was drunk, I wasn't an idiot.
"I know you want this," he said seductively as he kissed me again. I pushed him off of me.
"Chris! Stop!" I shouted. He wouldn't listen. He put his hands roughly on my wrists and held me down. He kissed me so roughly, it hurt. I was trying to wiggle my way out of his grip. "Stop! You're hurting me," I cried. I broke one of my hands free and pushed him off, he fought back. He put one of his hands around my throat and the other up my dress, pulling my panties off. I tried to scream, but I could barely breathe. I kicked my legs and thrashed around. There was a knock at my bedroom door.
"Saint?" It was Lin. Chris's free hand went up to my mouth. Chris looked at my furiously.
"Say you're fine, and tell him to go to sleep," Chris grumbled. Chris took his hand off of my mouth.
"Lin?" I asked.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Lin, I'm fine, go back to sleep. Give Coral a kiss for me," I replied. I looked up at Chris, his hand tightened around my throat. I couldn't breathe, at all. I started choking.
As Lin opened the door he said, "What are you talking about? You know Coral is with my mom." And then he saw us, he saw Chris choking me. "SAINT!" He yelled. He ran to Chris, grabbed him by the shoulders, and threw him to the floor. "SAINT GET OUT OF HERE!" He yelled. I ran out of the room, and downstairs. I heard crashes and thuds from Chris and Lin fighting. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the house phone, calling the police, tears rushed down my face. As soon as I finished the call, there was silence.
"LIN?!" I yelled. I ran upstairs and into my bedroom. Lin was on the ground with his hands in the air, Chris stood above him, holding a gun. "Chris?" I asked. He pointed the gun at me. I screeched of terror.
"Saint, what did I tell you?" Lin asked. Chris pointed the gun back at Lin.
"Chris, don't, please, you're drunk," I cried.
"Why are you doing this?" Lin asked.
"You didn't want me," Chris said to me, he pointed the gun at me.
"I wasn't ready, I just had a baby," I replied.
"And what Brandon did-."
"SHUT UP!" Chris yelled, interrupting Lin, pointing the gun at him.
"Please Chris, this has nothing to do with Lin, let him go," I begged.
"He would've raped you Saint," Lin butt in.
"Lin shut up!" I yelled. I looked at Chris. "Chris, you need to put the gun down, and you need to go home before the police get here. If they catch you, you're ruined. Broadway, Le Mis, you'll be done," I said.
"You don't know anything," he replied. I could hear police sirens now.
"They're coming here, and they don't know you have a gun. But as soon at they get inside and see me standing out here, I'm going to tell them. And that's when you're done," I said.
"You were supposed to protect her, not hurt her," Lin said.
"Lin! Shut up!" I yelled.
"No Saint! Here he is, holding a gun to us and you're trying to let him get away with it by telling him to put the gun down and run! He tried to rape you! What happened to a guy protecting the woman he loves?" Lin asked. Chris looked furious.
"Shut up!" Chris yelled. I could hear loud knocking from downstairs, I could see the flashing red and blue lights coming in through the windows.
"NYPD! Open up!"
"Chris, if you don't put the gun down, they'll kill you. If you shoot, they'll shoot back until you're dead and I'm not letting anyone die near my child's things. So put the gun down, and come downstairs with me. There's no going back now, it's too late," I said calmly. Chris was crying, he was crying more than me and Lin. I mean, let's be real, Lin wasn't crying at all, he was pissed. Chris looked at me and shook his head.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"I know," I replied. Crying his eyes out, Chris laid the small pistol down on my bed. I walked with him downstairs just as the cops knocked again. I opened the door and they came in, I told them what Chris had done, and then they arrested him. One of the cops went up and got the gun. Lin was downstairs now, he pulled me into a tight hug.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Saint? Are you kidding me? I'm fine. Are you okay? You're the one who was attacked," He said. I pulled out of the hug.
"I don't think I'll ever be okay again. Every single person who I end up trusting, hurts me," I replied. He hugged me again.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.

It was around five am by the time the cops left. Lin and I laid in his bed. Although I've been awake for almost 24 hours, I've never been less tired. Lin pulled me close.
"Try to fall asleep," he whispered. I shook my head, not like he could see me doing so.
"I can't," I replied.
"You have the dinner party tonight and you have to take care of Coral during the day. You need to sleep, please," he said. I rolled over and faced him.
"If I knew that Chris was going to go psychotic I would've never brought him into your home," I said.
"I know you wouldn't have. And I'm sorry he broke your heart, again," Lin replied. I rolled over and started crying again. Lin pulled me close again. "Shh.. It's all going to be okay," he said.

I don't know when or how, but eventually I fell asleep. And eventually, I'd be okay.