I Love You Alot, Laurens (Completed) ✔

You Dont Know Me

Alex POV:
 
I woke up, that's for sure. Where? I have no idea. I was answering the door, and then all of a sudden I wake up in this hot and claustrophobic room, that I am tied down to a post in.

I look up to see a light shining on me, bugs and flies flying all around me. I taste blood and feel a sharp stinging on my lip.

"Ah, you're awake~" a deep, voice remarks. Familiar.

I groan as I try to loosen the rope's grip, but to no avail.

I look up at the figure approaching me, and I immediately recall the face. It's John's father. The same guy that killed John's sister. And killed John inside.

I spit at him.

"Why the fuck am I here?" I growl at him. He scoffs.

"Fiesty fag," he chuckles.

"What?" I growl. He already crossed the line, and ripped it into shreds, now he has totally erased it.

"F-a-g," he spells out, as I hastily try to escape the rope's.

"Don't FUCKING CALL ME THAT!" I scream at him. He laughs and kicks me in my face. I miss and scream as I hear a sickening crack in my nose.

"First of all, I killed Martha, I won't hesitate to kill another one of his prized possessions," he hisses in my face and spits at me. I groan in disgust.

"Some father you are," I mutter.

"Yup, and that faggot that was my son, will pay the price, and know that he is a disgrace and God will make him pay," Henry laughs as he drags a knife down my cheek. I winced and hiss at the pain, but remain calm. Well, as calm as a person could be when they are being held captive by their boyfriend's physcotic dad.

That's was hella bitter. Anyways, back to Henry.

"Just don't hurt him," I mutter. "Kill me, but don't touch John, please,"

"That's funny, because I got you to see if he will come and I'll kill him, AND you," he laughs sadistically.

"You don't know me," I growl.

"Or do I?" He scoffs. "Alexander Hamilton, age 19, attends a college, is a fag, and more useless things."

I spit at him again, blood mixing with the saliva. He yelps in disgust.

"I'll kill you right now, easier for me" he growls as he wipes his face off.

"Try me."

John POV:

Alex is gone. The police are searching for him and my father. I told them everything, they understood.

Unlike my father.

The Schuylers are helping with the search also, their dad is a FBI Agent. They understand.

Unlike my father.

Lafayette and Hercules are supporting me and filing court dates. That reminds me of Alexander and his law classes. He actually cares about me.

Unlike my father.

I sat in my bed, and hugged my knees. Laf and Herc we're out getting groceries and to the park. I just want Alex back. I tried to help the cops, but they told me it'd be better if I stayed here. It has been 53 hours since I saw Alex.

That's Alot for me.

I hope he's okay. But my thoughts aay otherwise. They keep dragging me to worse conclusions. Like he's probably dead in a alley. Or being tortured by my sadistic dad.

I tried locking the thoughts out, but they keep breaking in.

My phone vibrated.

A phone call. I picked it up.

"Hello," I replied weakly. The other side laughed.

"I got him," the voice said. My fuckin' father.

"What?" I say harshly.

"I have Alexander,"

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