Forbidden Love [DISCONTINUED]

VI

Theodosia's eyes fluttered open, only to sting from the light coming from the one window in her room. "What the..." She trailed off, noticing she was laying on something soft. Theo shifted to look around, her eyes met with Frances' sleeping face.

"What the fuck?!" Theodosia shrieked, sitting up, the blankets falling around her. Theodosia's headache pounded at the sudden movement, though she ignored it, more focused on the fact that the girl she hated the most was sleeping in her bed.

Frances woke at the loud, high pitched noise of Theodosia's voice, squinting in confusion. She slowly sat up, though her eyes widened as she noticed Theodosia glaring at her. "Theo I-"

"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?!" Theo screamed, pulling up the blankets to cover her chest, though there was really nothing to cover, her t-shirt was enough. Frances got out of the bed, backing away from it only to have Theodosia hurl at pillow at her.

"Theo look I just-"

"Asshole!" Theodosia screamed, continuing to throw the numerous amount of pillows that she had on her bed at Frances, the tall girl blocking them, her arms covering her face. "Why are you here?! Did you break in?!"

"No, Theodosia I didn't break-" Frances was cut off by a pillow to her face.

"WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MANY PILLOWS?!" Frances yelled, only to have Theodosia glare at her. "Will you just let me explain myself-"

"Fuck you," Theodosia growled, standing up to push Frances out of her room. "You're such a douchebag! I hate you!"

Frances didn't protest, she just let Theodosia drive her out of the house, her head hung in defeat. She bit her lip, suppressing the lump in her throat.

Theodosia gave one last shove, Frances stumbling out of the door, Theodosia slamming the door as soon as she was out.

"What's with all the racket?" Aaron asked, entering the living room, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

Theodosia turned to him, anger filling her eyes. "Why was Frances here?!" She screamed, making Aaron's eyebrows furrow in confusion. After a few seconds, the confusion disappeared, replaced by remembrance. "Why?!"

"Because you asked her to stay," Aaron said blatantly, walking into the kitchen, Theodosia following behind him, now both angry and confused.

"What do you mean I asked her to stay?!" Theodosia asked her tone still quite loud. Too loud for Aaron's taste.

"Theo, keep it down. James and Thomas are still sleeping," Aaron muttered, turning on the coffee maker, rolling his eyes. "Do you really not remember what happened last night?" Theodosia shook her head, rubbing her temples, trying to ignore the headache that was plaguing her.

"Well you got drunk, and Frances, Philip, and George Eacker found you. You're lucky about that too, they brought you home."

"Really?" Theodosia asked, her tone softening.

"Mhm," Aaron mumbled, grabbing a mug from the cupboard, watching the coffee pour into the pot. "And you begged her to stay actually, calling her 'Franny'. You were all over her."

Theodosia's cheeks tinted red. "She really did that? For me?" Aaron nodded, turning to Theodosia.

"And you just kicked her out," Aaron said, slightly chuckling. "After she did something incredibly considerate for someone who has a personality like Hamilton himself," Aaron said, raising an eyebrow at Theo, who bit her lip.

"Well, you know what? She deserved it. She's an asshole like her father. One night of dealing with me drunk doesn't make up for it all," Theodosia said, a proud and contempt expression on her face. Aaron gave her a look, a sort of annoyed glare. "What? It doesn't."

Aaron sighed, pouring coffee into the mug carefully, glancing at Theodosia. "I'm just saying. She's not a horrible person. Maybe you've just never given her a chance."

Theodosia scoffed. "Oh please, the day Frances is a good person is the day pigs fly. The girl would probably kill me if she had the chance."

Aaron shook his head, pressing his mug to his lips, blowing on it. "Whatever you say, Theo."