Chapter 13

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(Alex's POV)

Thomas and I went back to our dorm after a while. Today was our last free day. Tomorrow they were just showing us around campus and we were getting our schedules. Then we got to go to classes.

Once we got back, I emediatly went to our shared room and went on my bed. Logging into my computer. I emailed Professor Washington asking if he could give me some work. He was my adopted father.

Washington soon emailed back in about 5 minutes. Saying how I should take it easy and not over-work myself. I hated it when he did that. I sent another email back to him. I may have been a bit rude in it.... Okay. I was a complete asshole. I may have slight anger problems.

What can I say? Don't fuck with me (I have the power of God and anime on my side!).

Washington and me fought, back and forth. Eventually I got so frustrated that I just told him to piss off and to leave me alone. I mayyyyy have told him to never talk to me ever again and some other shit. But Washington was a smart man. And knows how I can be. He'll be fine and won't take too much offense to it. And we'll be back on speaking terms before we know it.

I quickly emailed some of the other professors, asking them for some work and they happily gave me some without question.

Why couldn't Washington be like that?

(I have no idea how college or high school works so bear with me.)

I start working on my school work. I wanted to get a head start before everyone. I should have done this the first day but I got... distracted.

As I was working on English, Thomas came into the room.

"Whatcha doin'?" He asked with his Virginian accent.

It's a good thing that I'm good at multitasking.

"Work." I replied simply. I may be good at multitasking, but I don't want Thomas to distract me too much by making me answer his questions with long answers that would make me eventually lose focus.

"Very specific." He said sarcastically.

I knew he would say something about it.

"What are you working on?" He asked.

"Stuff." I replied with a simple answer again. I knew eventually he would either, get pissed off or get bored or annoyed and leave. Either one worked for me.

"What kind of stuff?"

"School Stuff."

"What kind of school stuff?"

"School stuff, stuff."

"Ugh, can't you just tell me?"

"That depends. Why do you want to know what I'm doing?"

"I don't know.. to start up conversation?"

"What if I don't want to conversation though?"

"One that's terrible grammar. Two you need human interaction."

"I had enough human interaction for this week. I went one year without talking to anyone but myself and I'm still alive aren't I?"

"That's impossible! No one could do that! Especially not you! You never shut up!"

"Totally possible and I did do it. You wouldn't know though because you haven't been a part of my life for the past eight years."

It was silence for a few seconds. I could tell without looking at Thomas that I had hit a weak spot and he was a bit shocked by it. I surprised at myself even, though I didn't show it, at the coldness in my voice.

"And who's fault is that?" Thomas asked quietly but I could hear the hurt and anger in his voice. I froze after he said it. His words sent chills up my spine and goosebumps on my arms. I wanted to burst into tears right there and then and scream everything and tell him about how it wasn't my fault. But I couldn't. Instead I swallowed back the sob growing inside my throat. Forcing my tears not to shed and looked at him. Hoping my eyes werent glossy enough for him to notice that I was on the verge of tears.

"Not mine. If that's what you're referring to. I had no part in it."

"Hah, yeah right! Don't try to act all inoccent Hamilton! You're the one who left in the first place! I know that you were too poor to fucking move away! Where'd you get the money to leave?! Where'd you go?! Why didn't you tell me?! Did I even cross your fucking mind?! Did you ever stop to think, 'hmm maybe I should tell my best friend where I'm going'?! NO! YOU DIDNT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT HURT HAMILTON?! MY BEST FRIEND JUST UP AND LEAVES AND DOESNT COME BACK! LEAVING ME ALL ALONE!" Thomas yells. That's when I snap.

"DO YOU THINK IT WAS EASY FOR ME?! YOU WERENT ALL ALONE YOU HAD JAMES MADISON WITH YOU EVERY STEP OF THE WAY! YOU REPLACED ME! I NEVER REPLACED YOU! I THOUGHT ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY AFTER I MOVED! EVERY. DAY. I WAS ALONE EVERYDAY FOR EIGHT YEARS OF MY LIFE! STUCK WITH AN ABUSIVE RAPIST AS A FATHER AND A BROTHER THAT DIDNT GIVE ANY SHITS IF I DIED RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM! SO DONT TELL ME THAT YOU HAD IT ROUGH! DID YOU HAVE TO WATCH YOUR MOTHER DIE RIGHT BESIDE YOU, HOLDING YOU IN HER ARMS?! DID YOU HAVE TO GET BEATEN AND RAPED EVERY NIGHT?! WERE YOU SCARED TO GO HOME EVERYDAY?! WERE YOU STARVED SO MUCH THAT YOU ALMOST DIED OF STARVATION?! DID A HURRICANE ALMOST KILL YOU?! NO. I DONT THINK SO! SO YOU SHUT UP WITH YOUR BULLSHIT LIES! IM SICK OF HEARING THEM!" I screamed at him. He looked at me with shock and pity. I hated pity. Why was he giving me pity? Then what I had just said, clicked. Tears were threatening to spill out of my eyes so much that I had to rub them. But when I rubbed them, they came rushing out. I couldn't stop myself from letting out a choked sob.

Thomas walked up to me and hugged me.

"Alex..." he started.

I pushed him away. Just like I did with everyone.

"No! Don't! I don't need or want your fucking pity! And now it's back to Alex?! Make up your God damn fucking mind! And you can forget everything that I ever said to you got it?!"

"Have you told anybody? Does anyone else know about this?"

"...... my adopted parents and you. That's it. And I plan to keep it that way. Do. You. Understand?"

"Alex, I-"

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

".......Yes...."

"Good. Now can you please leave me alone?" I ask. Though it didn't really sound like I asked it more sounded like I was telling him.

He nodded quietly, walking out.

I wiped away my remaining tears. Then continuing my work. But the voice was having other plans for me.

Yeah..... I think that I kind of promised that Alex and Thomas would at least confess in this chapter but..... nah! It'll happen later! I swear! This story is pretty far from over! You guys haven't even figured out the secrets yet! But I think we're getting close! Hope you guys enjoyed! It's 4AM and I should have been asleep a looooooong time ago! But it's fine.....!! I felt like writing instead! The things I do for you guys..... *shakes head, sighing*

Word count: 1,227

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