Trap in the past|| Hamilton x Reader

Forest Run

"Gabbie we should head back to the house" I said following her with a worried look on my face. "Psh Maria stop being such a crybaby" Gabbie said she then started to run. "Gabbie we came here for your grandmothers funeral not to run in a forest" I said chasing after her

"She is long gone. I knew she die sometime soon plus who said we couldn't have a little fun" she said sitting down on a Well.

"It's your Grandmother have some respect" I say sitting next her "does your grandma have to live all away in The America" I say looking at my toes

"Did you forget I'm American, you stupid frenchie" she said than push me a little. I slightly fell off a little and sat back up the right way

"Ah, you play to much I could have fell you stupid American" I say pushing her a little

"Your accent is so freakin strong" she said pushing me harder "You stupi-" she started then stop. I fell down the well hitting my head on a rock, I was knocked out on the cold hard ground.

|Gabbie Pov.|
"Maria-Ella" I called looking down the Well I couldn't see her. I ran back to the house. "Mom! Mom! Maria-Ella got pushed into the well and she want answer me!" I said grabbing her arm and pulling her her she then said to my dad "Hun call 9-1-1 Maria-Ella fell down a well" she grab a flashlight and I lead her to the forest where the well was the one Maria-Ella fell down.

My mom flash the flashlight in the well "I don't see her at all" my mom stated

"She can't just disappear like that, she was knocked out" I said starting to climb down the well. My mom then pull me back up "we can't have you getting stuck too" she said

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The fireman arrived. The had a ladder and a flashlight they went down the well and came back up with nothing. "She not in there" he se shaking his head in sync.

"Yes she is I saw it with my on two eyes I'm the one who pushed her" I ran up to the well tears streaming down my face like rivers "MARIA-ELLA, CLAP TWICE IF YOUR DOWN THERE" I yelled for my dear life. Everyone quite down to hear but there was nothing not even a pen drop, there was nothing but dead silence. "NOOO!" I fell down to my knees that heart full scream took the best of me. I cried while my parents comforted me

How do we tell Maria-Ella parents that we lost their child...

|Maria-Ella Pov.|
I woke up in the same well I fell down. My head was pounding and felt a little dizzy
"Gabbie help me!" I waited for her response "Anyone please help me!" I yelled I touch the temple of my head to see that there was blood "Crap" I said under my voice. I then hear leaves crunching "Help! Help me please! I called. I then heard someone speak. "Ma'am?" A manly voice called out. I look up, he had black hair and I think green eyes, I couldn't really tell at the moment "Yes" I said "your gonna have to climb out can you do that for me" he said. I started to climb up I saw him and I was surprised I almost slipped but I didn't the man had some old looking clothes on like someone in the 1700s would wear. He pulled me out, handed my a handkerchief to wipe the blood. Then his eyes widen when he saw what I had on. I had on black skinny jeans and black shirt with some black flats. "What are you wearing"he asked he asked "Clothing what the heck are you wearing" he said
"The proper clothes for a man" he said "wait what is today" I asked

"November the 10th" he responded

"No I mean year, What year is it?" I asked making the question more clear

"Um 1780 you should know tha-" I ran out of the forest to Village everything was so old looking. I saw a horse and got on it "move horse" I demanded, it didn't move an inch "damn you, Move you freakin horse" I slap the side of the horse and it started to run. I couldn't control it at first but I then got the hang of it. Everyone was staring at me while I rode the horse. I lead the horse right out of Yorktown. I was heading up to NewYork where knew it was busy. I did some of my history lessons but I don't know the much about America or about the 1780s. The horse started to slow down I could tell it was tired. I stopped it and look for something to feed it. I saw trees. Nope. Dirt. Nope. Grass. Nope. Stick- wait grass horses eat grass. I took the horse and put him next to the grass he just stood there "Eat" I said pointing to the grass. It didn't move at all. I picked up the grass and held the grass to his mouth "Eat the freakin grass ou je l'enfonce dans ta petite bouche (or I'll push it into your little mouth)" I said kinda yelling. It still didn't move, I 'accidentally' kick the horse it started to run away, I tried chasing after it but I was to slow. I turn around and started to walk to NewYork