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The Jefferson Pamphlet [JAMILTON] [PART THREE]

e l i z a

When I venture downstairs the next morning, I am met with a pleasant surprise; Phillip is home.

He is twelve now. Last year, he was sent to boarding school (i'm so historically accurate, just call me the real alexander hamilton ;D ). Since then, he has sent me and Alexander endless letters on all his new friends. He even met a George Eaker who he said was nice but cruel. I am happy for him, but now worried and questioning why he's back as well.

"Phillip?" I ask as I walk into the kitchen.

"Ma." He says, smiling and hugging me. I hug back happily.

"Why are you home?" I ask, showing my worried face. He looks at me for a second before looking away, all happiness before having disappeared.

"I had to say goodbye to Pa." I look at him. Even though he's twelve, he's already just as tall as me. I love my tall son all the same though...

"What do you mean?" I ask.

His face is unreadable. Then it turns into sadness. And soon, he's breaking down in my arms.

"Ma..." He whispers meekly, "Here." Phillip pulls out a paper from his pocket and gives it to me. I examin it and read 'The Jefferson Pamphlet.'

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t h o m a s

Arriving at the office, I regret ever telling Alex to not come to my house and to not have sex with me. Because now he wrote an entire pamphlet pretty much forcing me to say yes to his needs.

"Is it true, Thomas?" John runs up to me first, giving me the paper. I've already read it, but don't tell him that. Instead, I skim through it and laugh.

"No! Of course not." I say, handing it back to him. John is my friend, he'll believe me. Right?

"Then why did Alex write this?" He asks.

"Probably hates his wife," I saw confidently. Inside though, I'm burning up. His wife is a lovely lady and I do feel terrible for stealing her husband's affections towards her, "Probably fancies me."

"Do you fancy him back?" John asks. I stop and look down at him. He's smiling like this is a joke.

"No." I say simply and then walk to my desk, leaving a once happy John to go back to his.

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a l e x

When I get to the office, I sprint to Thomas's desk. He's working and doesn't notice me until I snap in his face. Strange...

"Thomas! I did it! We can finally be together now." I say, jumping up and down. He stands up and leans down. I kiss him on the lips only for him to stand up and wipe his hands on his lips.

"Alexander, we were never together. Get out of my office, I hate you with a burning passion." He yells harshly.

"Oh, I get it!" I say excited, "You want me to help you remember our love?" I begin to take off my shirt. Before I can finish however, he has HR on the phone.

"Yes, he's taking his shirt off in my office. I am worried. Thank you. Bye," In between every few words, there's a pause. When Thomas hangs up, he looks at me, "Now get out, Hamilton."

When I leave, people are looking at me.

"I hear he's crazy..." I listen to two people's conversations.

"He should be in a mental hospital..." Someone says.

And when I turn the hall, I see the worst of it.

Lafayette and Hercules. Whispering about me.

"Mon ami, Alexander is crazy." Lafayette says outloud, obviously not seeing me.

"Oh hi there, mon ami," I say, walking up to them, "I am not crazy, thank you."

His look is surprised, but he moves out of the way so I can get out of the office.

What have I done?

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e l i z a

My Alexander. Thomas Jefferson.

Thomas Jefferson.

Thomas Jefferson.

"No!" I scream.

"Shh..." Phillip whispers, holding me, "I know. It's hard. I know. I know."

I stand up harshly, breaking free of Phillip's grip.

"Thomas J-Jefferson," I stammer, screaming, "Ruined my life! I'm go-going to ruin hi-his!" Phillip stands up, worried.

"Ma!" He says.

But in my head, his voice is from far away. It only gets to me by echos. No one can stop me.

I'm going to murder Thomas Jefferson.

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i actually wasn't gonna write this, but as i began it all came out.

this is dramatic lmao

BET YOU WERENT EXPECTING ELIZA TO TURN ALL JD BUT SHE JUST DID SO- hahahahahahaha