Ch 26- The End

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Eliza POV

It's my 68th birthday today. Yeah, I'm not so happy about it either...

I try to forget about my past even though it's been difficult. I have no one else in my life except for Theodosia and Burr. Everyone else left to the next life.

John was shot in an accident a few months after Alexander's death.

Maria died in a car accident. She was drinking and driving when she shouldn't have.

Hercules, Lafayette, and Thomas died because of age.

Madison died when his asthma attacked him and he kept coughing for 10 minutes strait. It became too much and it eventually dominated over him.

Peggy died because of a disease that struck her. Poor girl had it for two years and she eventually just gave up and let it take her.

Angelica also died because of age, but she also had depression because she had a lot of stress.

Now, it's just Burr, Theodosia, me, and the kids. Oh, I forgot to tell you. After Alexander's death, I realized how many are homeless and have no family. So, with Burr and Theo's help, I created the first orphanage in our city. It wasn't exactly the job I had in mind when I was six years old, but you never know what life will through at you.

Theodosia- Eliza?

I turn around and see my happy friend.

Eliza- What is it this time?

Theodosia- Burr gave me an idea to make you happy on your birthday.

Eliza- And what is that.

Theodosia- Write to Alexander.

Eliza- That's impossible.

Theodosia- But it may work.

I look away. I hear her sigh.

Theodosia- Look, I know you miss him. But you have to let go of him sometime.

Eliza- I don't want to.

Theodosia- But you will eventually. Sometimes, history is meant to happen even if you don't want to. I'll let you think about it. Me and Burr and going home for the night.

She leaves the room. What is she's right? Maybe it is time to let her go. It has been 50 years now. I guess I'll go it. I quickly grab a piece of paper and a pen. I sit there for what seems like hours. What should I say. That's when I get an idea.

Dear Alexander Hamilton,

       Hey, It's Eliza! This is going to be awkward and confusing for me since I'm writing to my friend that's dead. I've never done this before, and I don't think anyone else on the face of this planet has either. But hey, I'm the first one ever!

      Ever since your death, I've been sad and lonely. "What about the others" you may ask. Well, they have joined you in the next life. All I have is Burr and Theodosia.

      Even though I'm sad, I somehow put myself back in the narrative. I stopped wasting time on tears, I guess you have to after 50 years. Life just isn't the same and will never be enough. After your death, I interviewed Hercules, Lafayette, Laurens, Thomas, and Burr about you and how they always fought by your side. I tell their story all the time.

      I try to make sense for your thousands of pages of writings. You really do write like you're running out of time!

     I rely on Angelica. While she's alive, we told your story. But sadly, she gone too. She's buried in Trinity Church near the others. When I needed her most, she was right on time. And I'm still not through. I ask myself "What would you do if you had more time?" The Lord, in his kindness He gives me what you always wanted. He gives me more time.

    I raise funds in D.C. for the Washington Monument. I tell his story too. I speak out against slavery. You could've done so much more if  you only had time. 

    And when my time is up, have I done enough? Will they tell our story?

    Oh, can I show you what I'm proudest of?

     I established the first private orphanage in New York City. I help to raise hundreds of children, and I get to see them growing up. In their eyes, I sometimes see the whole gang. But I always see you, Alexander. I see you every time.

     And when my time is also up, have I done enough? Will they tell my story? And will they carry out our friends' stories too? 

    Oh, I can't wait to see you again. It's only a matter of time.

          - E. Schuyler

Theo was right. I do feel a lot better- wait why am I crying?

But she was right about another thing:

Our story was meant to be.

Thanks for reading my book! I actually started crying since this is the end of my first book XD. I'll be making another chapter that is full of fun facts about this story. Stay tuned!!

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