Hamilton OneShots

The Easy Way Isn't The Right Way ~ Maria Lewis

THE DEEPEST OF ANGST WITHOUT SUICIDE. TRIGGER WARNING. MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND DEPICTIONS OF RAPE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Also, "Lewis" is Maria Reynolds' maiden name before she married James Reynolds.

Requested by ArtisticSunflower

Maria Lewis' POV

"PLEASE STOP GEORGE! PLEASE, I DON'T WANT THIS!"

"SHUT IT SLUT!" George King yelled.

I wake up with a scream, I sit up right away and look around my dark room. Memories and flashbacks re-surfacing in my brain. Images of George King stripping me of my clothes and dignity... Watching him take his own clothes off as he pinned me down... I had begged, screamed, pleaded for him to stop...

He never did...

Two months later I still wake up screaming for him to stop.

Nausea begins to set in as anxiety sweeps over me. I throw the covers off me and stand up, running into my bathroom and turning on the light, only to realize I have no more electricity in my apartment... The power and water were turned off a long time ago. I kneel beside my toilet and vomit, hair getting in my face. God, I am a mess.

Look at yourself, you're pathetic. Useless. A slut. A whore. You deserve to die.

I start to sob, I lean back on the wall.

Such a mess. You're worthless. Just kill yourself Maria. Cause no one would care.

I look around at my bathroom. I'm not the only thing that's a mess... My apartment is too... Maybe I should just kill myself...

Yes, listen to yourself. You worthless piece of shit!

Crying even harder, I stand up, my knees shaky. I grab a bottle of pills and open them. But something stops me. I don't know what leads me to do it, but I put the pills down and race into my bedroom, I grab my phone and quickly dial a suicide hotline.

"Hello? Thank you for calling, how am I able to be of service?" Maria hears a familiar French accent, it's too late to hang up, so she continues.

"I-I-I want t-to die..."

"Maria? Is that you?"

"L-L-Laff?" She says in a shaky voice.

"Yeah, It's me. Talk to me, what's wrong. Why are you wanting to take your life?"

"B-b-b-because I-I'm w-worthless... N-nothing but a whore... a s-slut..."

"Oh honey no... No, you are not any of those things? What could possibly have made you feel that way? Why do you feel worthless?"

"I-I-I w-was raped... t-two m-months a-ago... I-I was used a-as nothing b-but a t-toy... A-and I'm just useless..."

"Sweetheart listen to me, you are not useless. You're still young, you have such a life ahead of you. You mean so much and I promise things will get better."

"H-how d-d-do you know that?"

"Because there are people who care about you dearly."

"W-who?"

"Me. Hercules, John, Alexander. We wouldn't want you to do this to yourself."

"Y-You guys care?"

"Of course we do, you mean a lot to us. Maria let us come over and help you. Please. I'd hate to have you take your life."

"Y-you wanna come over?"

"Not just me. The four of us. We're gonna comfort you."

"P-please do... I-I d-don't like being alone..."

"Well then, we're on our way. The same apartment right?"

"S-same o-one I've b-been in for the past two years."

"We're on our way Maria. Don't worry."

TIME SKIP (THIRD PERSON POV)

Maria sits in the living room of her dark apartment. She looks around at the mess. Cans and bottles litter the floor, old clothes scattered everywhere. She hears a knock on the door.

"I-It's open."

The door opens and Lafayette rushes in, Maria stands up and Lafayette pulls her into a hug. Alexander, John, and Hercules walk in after and look around.

"Oh my God Maria... you're apartment... It's-"

"Trashed? Yeah, I know..."

John looks at her with pity, then he notices the cuts on her arm.

"Maria, have you been cutting yourself?"

She looks down. Lafayette looks at her arms.

"Oh, you poor child... Sweetheart, things will get better. We're gonna help you."

The four guys hug her tightly. She manages a small, genuine smile. Realizing that these guys actually care about her. They all whisper sweet nothings and praises to her.

"T-thank you guys."

"Don't thank us yet... Your apartment is trashed..." Hercules points out.

"Maria, I want to help you and give you a safe place to stay... Come stay with me. I'll make sure you're cared for." Lafayette offers.

Maria stares in shock at him.

"w-wait really?" She says surprised.

"Of course. We all want to help you. Stay with me. I have running water, working electricity, a spare room. Please, Maria. I don't want to watch you suffer." Lafayette insists.

"Oh my God thank you Laff... I don't know how to repay you."

"You don't have to."

"Us seeing you happy is enough payment, Maria," Alexander says softly.

"I'll give you some money to help you along." John offers as he takes out his wallet.

"I should get you some new clothes, yours are kinda trashed..." Hercules decides.

"W-why are you being so nice?" Maria asks.

"Because we hate to see people suffer Maria. We hate to see you suffer." Lafayette says.

"We've all seen how hard life can be. I know what suicide does to people and I'm not letting you make the same choice as my cousin," Alexander tells her.

In the comfort of her friends, Maria realizes how much meaning she has.

Time skip again

After a year, Maria's life had gotten better. She was staying with Lafayette, and she was happy. She managed to get a job, her nightmares had almost completely stopped, and whenever she had one, Lafayette was right there.

She stopped cutting and treated herself with more respect.

All because something made her realize that the easy way isn't the right way.

And she called for help.

I hope you enjoyed.

And I had an idea for a story... So, I'm working on turning "Virginia to Las Vegas" Into a full story, but I have another idea.

Y'all know "Phantom of the Opera" right? Well... In my next oneshot... I'll tell you what that idea is...

JUST YOU WAIT! -Alex