Hamilella (Lams! Modern Cinderella AU)

Meet Up

Alex's POV:
King Henry had commanded Alex be locked in the "guest" room farthest away. A room that is used to hold spies or anyone who hadn't been sentenced to death or the dungeon yet. To be fair, it's decent considering it is used to hold criminals. There is a tiny barred off window at the top of the back wall that is practically impossible to look out of a twin sized cot with a basic, white pillow and thin sheets in the corner, and a toilet plus sink in the other corner separated from the heavy-duty door by a small wall.

Now someone who just experienced what the Squad™ just had probably would have thrown some water in their face and rest however, that's extremely difficult when unconscious from rapid blood loss. No, Alex had not received any treatment before being thrown in. After all, King Henry ordered him to be locked up till punishment, not to be taken care of and then locked up. Letting him die off would be a punishment in itself, making it easier on the King. Besides, who would ever go against the King?

So there Alex was, leaning back against the far wall, quickly bleeding out. Not to mention he was looking a little pale...okay a lot pale. His hair was matted with blood from a quite massive gash across the whole right side of his neck, which is probably bleeding out even faster than it would be since Alex's neck is kinked to that particular side. His left arm is also kinked...behind his back, so much so that it is most likely broken. In fact the only part of his body that didn't take much damage is his right leg but only because he used that as the only functional part of his body to crawl toward the side.

However, as said before, Alex is unconscious so he isn't exactly paying attention to the physical but rather the metaphysical...

<Scene switch? Idk you'll get it soon>

He wakes up on a cold floor. Although a little tired, Alex stands up slowly while checking his surroundings. The scenery wasn't really giving him much information as to where he was so he turns toward the wall he was previously 'sleeping' on hoping for a window or something to give him a clue for where he is but is met with something much more shocking.

There, laying in Alex's previous position, was a body. His body. And it is extremely beat up. However the Alex looking at it was perfectly fine.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?"

"Hey Alex."

"Geor-dad?" Alex turns back around to see the one and only George Washington with outstretched arms. With tears starting to form in his eyes, Alex springs toward him and gets enveloped in a tight hug. He sighs into the warmth that he missed so much. That was until a thought came into his head, "Wait...why when I touched you before I couldn't feel your warmth. You used to feel cold, ya know not human...why you don't feel like that anymore?"

George seemed not to have realized this until Alex brought it up. Then he started freaking out, much to Alex's confusion. "I-but-no...you can't...you can't be-I'm-did you..." He takes a deep breath to clear his head before speaking again, "The only people who can do that are dead...did you-?"

"Not that I know of but ah-" The most Alex can do is gesture to his still bleeding out body.

George's eyes widen. "What...what happened?" They speak at whispers for the time as it felt too serious of a moment to talk at a normal level. Alex explains how King Henry reacted in a violent fashion to the majority of the people he was sheltering being a part of the LGBTQIA+ community and how he's a homophobic prick that should be forced to suck dick like the one he is.

"Right? But he didn't kill you? How are you here?"

"It could be an out of body experience? Didn't a few of the kids you used to babysit go through stuff like that?"

"The two giant brothers I watched? Yeah, but that was a part of their 'family business'. They go through weird shit like that constantly and consistently."

"Well at least they're used to it. I mean this is seriously freaking me out right now. I-i don't...I don't know what to do...dad..." Alex is looking down at the ground with tears threatening to fall from his eyes so he doesn't see George's sympathetic smile. "I...I was wrong... I was wrong to believe I could ever have a happy ending. I mean, with my history? I shouldn't have expected anything good to come to me..." His voice breaks halfway through and he is now fully sobbing so George held him closer and tighter, just comforting him. "I'm sorry I'm such an fuck up. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm-"

"Shhh shhh shhhh shhh. Why are you sorry? You didn't know any of this would happen."

"YES I DID! I knew the law and I...I...I promised my mom...when-she...passed... I promised that...that I'd have courage and...be kind. I failed. I failed her...me..."

What's this? Alex admitting defeat and being wrong? That's new and George knew it. "Oh Alex, son...it's okay I promise you didn't fail. You've always been so brave and no matter how shitty people are, you...aren't as shitty back to them..."

Alex sighs, steps back, and looks up at George from where he was previous crying into his chest. "But-but I..."

"Look we're all damaged. We're all frightened. We're all freaks but that's alright. We'll endure it. We'll survive it. You'll survive it. You're a strong young man. You make me, your mother, cousin, and brother so proud-"

"George...dad?" George was just focusing on calming his son down that he didn't realize what he just revealed to Alex until he brought it up, "What do you mean...?"

"Alex... I believe it's time for me to show you something..."