Hamilton OneShots

Mine ~ Part One (REALLY F**KED UP)

(Trigger warning. Also, you might hate me after this... I'll make it up to y'all with some adorable fluff after this comes out... Heads up, my brain is fucked up... REALLY fucked up...) (Like... I mean actually fucked up. Trigger warning, torture and murder... I would skip this one shot... ) I'm really sorry... stop reading if you have to, I won't blame you...

James Madison's POV

I heard Aaron's bone-chilling scream and Alexander's dark, messed up laughter. Then I heard the silence, with tension so thick you could cut through it. I saw darkness, he had put a bag over my head. Darkness and silence was terrifying knowing that this sadistic monster was also in the room. I heard things being shuffled around, the sharpening of a blade, then more silence. Silence so quiet you could hear a feather hit the floor. The silence was broken by the most deranged and psychotic laugh I have ever heard in my life. It made my heart race with fear, my body shake as adrenaline coursed through my veins. My hair standing straight up. I got the chills from the mere sound of Alexander's psychopathic tone...

"Aww Jemmy boy, it's your turn..." He purred sadistically. I had started to cry, not knowing why my once close friend now wanted to torture me to death... I remember hearing Aaron's screams and cries for mercy that was never given to him... I wanted Thomas to save me, I needed a hero, I needed my boyfriend.

I felt the bag being taken off my head, my eyes adjusted to the dim, reddish lighting. Alexander's face right in front of mine with that sinister smirk and a crazed look in his eyes. His messy, greasy brown hair pulled back into a messy bun, he was sweating. Of course, he was, from the screams Aaron made... Alexander had a workout, one that he wasn't quite finished yet. I looked over and saw Aaron's lifeless body on the ground, a million cuts and whip marks littered his body. Dark bruises painted his skin glorious shades of red and purple.

"Jemmy," he drawled creepily as he held up a shining, silver knife. He slowly teased my skin with it. My heart raced faster and faster in a horrible sense of anticipation. He dug the blade under my shirt, ripping it up, exposing my body. He traced lines across my skin and finally gave himself the satisfaction as he sliced a line into my chest. I let out a scream of pain as blood slowly dripped out of the cut and down my abdomen. "Awww little Jem is so vocal, just like Aaron. Should I make ya scream 'lil guy? Huh? God, I love these screams. Makes me know I'm winning. He can't save you Jem, he'll be mine after this." He purred in that deranged tone, sending more chills down my spine.

I felt the cold blade trace along my chest once again, Alexander purring as he scanned my chest, his eyes following the blade that he was mindlessly controlling. I was on my knees, with my hands cuffed behind my back. I knew we were a long way from civilization, considering Alexander didn't bother to gag us... The metal pierced my skin again, making a slow, agonizing cut. I let out a high pitched scream as pain washed over me. The stinging sensation of the cut setting in. "A-Alexander... w-why?" I begged for an answer. If I was going to die, I wanted the reason for it. "Because you have what I want Jem. You get to be happy while I wither away. Living an excruciatingly loveless life... After Johnny left me, what reason did I have to live? Then I saw him.The very man whom you love. Jem you have what I want, and this is how it has to end for you. I know you'll never leave Thomas, and Thomas will never leave you unless you die. And because you are keeping me from my lover, I wanna watch you suffer in agony. I want you to feel what it feels like." He cut a heart shape into my chest. I started to cry more... He was doing this to have Thomas... He looked at me and placed the tip of the knife at the heart shape he had made. "I want you to know what it feels like to have someone cut through your heart like it was NOTHING!" His tone changed to psychopathic anger as he slashed a line through the heart shape. I let out another cry of pain. He purred and smirked as I did so.