The Beauty Of You // Lams Soulmate AU

The beauty of fear

"Alexander!"

I could hear my mothers cries. I was just alone in the darkness. There was nothing around me, just blackness. I could barely find myself, no marks or objects to remind me where I was, where I was going, when I had been. It was all darkness for what seemed like forever. My mothers cries grew louder and louder, I started sprinting, I needed to find her.

Alex - Mom?!
Dad - She's right here fag!

I turned to the sound of my fathers voice to find my mom locked up in a chair. Her hands and legs cuffed to the sides, while her mouth was duck taped shut. My father emerged from the shadows, an evil grin painting his face.

Alex - GIVE ME BACK MY MOM!!!
Dad - You don't need a mom where you're going boy!

My father pushed me to the ground, causing me to close my eyes. When they continued to opened, I was surprised to see myself in the ocean. The dark ocean where anything could come and take my life away from me. I went where I assumed was up and broke through the surface of the water.

My hair was soaking wet as the hard rain pounded onto me. Thunder shook the pitch black sky. I looked around, was there a single person around here? Or was it just me, alone in this dark ocean.

Angelica - Alexander!
Alex - Angelica?
Eliza - Alexander!
Alex - Eliza?
Peggy - Alexander!
Alex - AND PEGGY!!

I could see the outline of the three girls on the nearby raft. I swam and swam through the water, the tough waves pushing me back the closer I got to it. I was out of breathe by the time I reached it, I should be dead by now. Why wasn't I? I decided not to question it, I put my hand out, hoping one of the sisters were to grab it. I felt a hand grasp mine.

Alex - Oh thank god am I glad to see you guys!
John - We're glad to see you too Alexander!

I stared up in horror to see Hercules Mulligan, Marquis de Lafayette, and John Laurens standing over me. John pulled me up to his face, my eyes staring into his cold, dead ones. He laughed at me, an evil smile just like my dads taking over his face.

John - Say hello to mommy.

I was thrown into the ocean.

"Alexander!"

Alex - Huh?!
Thomas - Someone fell asleep again!
Mr. Washington - Quiet Mr. Jefferson! Hamilton, would you mind answering the question on the board?
Alex - It's 47.
Mr. Washington - Very good Alexander, I just don't want to see you sleeping in class any longer.
Alex - Okay.

Mr. Washington continued his class and I was left to hearing the quiet snickers around me fill my head. I grabbed a pencil from my desk and just drew small sketches in my note book.

I was good at most subjects. I was the top student in Math, English, History, and a few more, especially Art. I was known in my family for being able to write, and being able to draw. People said that I could be a master, but I wouldn't go that far. But I would admit that I was amazing at art. I've spent a long time to get where I am now, and I'm not gonna say that all of those years didn't do something for me.

Being a nerd who writes and draws like he's running out of time, of coarse, didn't help my reputation at all. I'm known as a loser at school. My only friends being the Schuyler Sisters. Yeah, they're the most popular girls in school, but being friends with someone who's popular doesn't make you popular here. Here, you have to work for it. I tried working for it, but things just went the wrong way for me. And suddenly I'm at the bottom.