Alex's POV
I laid curled up in the fluffy blankets that were on John's bed. John was fast asleep next to me. I stared blankly at the wall, I would cry but all my tears had been wasted during it. I thought John loved me, I was horribly mistaken. It was naive and stupid to believe that anyone could love me. Love someone as stupid, immature, useless, and ugly as me. If John really loved me he wouldn't have kidnapped me. If John really loved me he wouldn't have left me alone in that godforsaken room. If John really loved me he wouldn't have ra-... I squeezed my eyes shut, and stifled a sob. I opened my eyes and turned over to look at John. I could smother him with a pillow or put a bullet in his head with the gun that lays on the bedside table just next to John. No. No I deserve everything that has happened to me. This is the punishment for letting my mother die. That must be it. I deserved this. I clenched my jaw and fought down the desire to scream. To scream and cry and hit and punch. I sat up slowly and stared down at John picking up my pillow carefully. I went to press the pillow on John's face when his arm shot up and grabbed my wrist. He was smirking, slowly opening his eyes to look up at me.
"Now you weren't thinking of killing me were you angel." With that I burst into tears. I can't do this anymore. John shushed me softly.
"Come now my angel don't cry."
"D-don't call me that!" I snapped at him, I don't care if he kills me. I have nothing to live for anyway. John chuckled,
"Useless little thing. Do not worry I'll keep you safe. You just have to behave yourself." John sneered before pinning me down on the bed. I sobbed louder as John moved one of his hands to my pants zipper and began to unzip it.Jefferson's POV(that's right kiddos!)
James sat next to me nervously tugging at his sleeve. I was simply staring at the empty desks that used to be occupied by the freaks of the school. Ever since Hamilton went missing they started dropping like flies. First Laurens, then Lafayette, then Mulligan and then the Schuyler's. No one knows where Laurens and Lafayette went to though I have my suspicious that they went to find Hamilton themselves. Mulligan had started skipping school after his partner disappeared with Laurens probably trying to contact them. Now the Schuyler's, well, EVERYONE knows that the three are looking for Hamilton, and helping the police, but there are some rumors that their father pulled them out of school. The school has been awfully quiet without the ever annoying freaks making a ruckus. Don't tell anyone, but I kinda miss them. It's too quiet without them. Not to mention everyone has been on edge since Hamilton got kidnapped.
"Thomas." Jemmy whispered to me.
"Hm?"
"Do you- Do you think Hamilton's dead?" I looked over at him surprise.
"I- I don't know? Maybe? Where did this come from?"
"I- I don't know I just... forget it, it was just a thought that I had."I was walking home from school when I heard soft crying. I froze in my spot weighing the pros and cons of following the sound. I groaned heavily and walked over to the sound. I parted the shrubbery I stopped in my place. In front of me curled up crying on the cry was a bloody and half dad Marquis De Lafayette.
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FanfictionAlexander Hamilton is fifteen year old foster child who's placed in the care of a FBI agent and his wife. Alex just wants to get through high school without much incident and get into a good college, but it's extremely hard to focus solely on grades...