New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 93- Fire!

Time skip like two months cause I'm lazy.

The chilly New York air made Addie shiver. "I told you to wear a coat Addison." I scolded her. She sighed and locked her arm around mine.

I roll my eyes and hand her an extra jacket I keep in my show bag. She giggles and struggles to get the slightly smaller jacket around her.

The lights from signs and street lamps lit up her eyes. They sparkled like crystals in water.

She hummed as we walked. I couldn't stand the gross feeling inside me anymore.

"I'm sorry."

She turned her head to look at me.

"For what Char?" She asked laughing at my silly statement.

"I'm sorry I got married and you can't." I blurt out.

She smirked and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"It's not your fault."

She held up her left hand.

"See? No more ring. No more Daveed." I nodded.

"Besides. I'm kinda going out with Oak now."

I gasped and punched her arm.

"Addie Blue! You didn't tell me that!"

She snickered.

"Get used to it hun."

......

The light flickered, warning us about time falling away. I threw on my shoes and handed a crew member my ring.

"Oops! Hold on...I'm not married yet." She laughed and hugged the ring to her chest.

I kissed Darren and took my spot behind a curtain. The crowd chattered but were silenced as Leslie took his spot and started the show.

.....

Darren Anthony and Oak almost made me break character during Helpless because I couldn't help the giggles. I think they bought the whole "awkwardly and strangely adorably in love" thing.

Addie made me blush and awkwardly look away during Say No To This. Addie and Darren try their best to make it seem like they kiss without doing it. If they kissed every time Addie would have kissed my husband more times than I have.

The show went by in a flash. Before I knew it, Darren and Leslie were facing each other on the circle stage. Darren was finishing his final part. Not a soul within miles made a sound. The silence was broken by Leslie's fake pistol echoing through the hall. The crowd screamed as Darren fell down.

Wait I thought he only crouched.

Leslie stood, wide eyed with his hand over his mouth for a moment. The music kept going. He motioned to someone on the other side of the stage.

I glanced back at Darren. He was clutching his shoulder, his eyes squeezed shut.

Wait.

Alexander Hamilton was shot in the stomach.

And we don't use fake blood.

Oh my God.