The Time of Our Lives || Hamilton Time Travel AU

Chapter 4

Alexander's POV

I heard someone banging on my door. I groaned and stayed in my bed. I was too lazy to get up, to to mention how horrible I felt inside.

"ALEXANDER IF YOU DON'T ANSWER THE DOOR RIGHT NOW IM GOING TO CALL MULLIGAN TO BREAK YOUR DOOR DOWN," I heard a voice scream. It sounded a lot like Eliza.

"FUCK OFF ELIZA," I shouted. My language had gotten a lot more vulgar after I spend a month with my very dirty mouthed friends.

I heard my door slam open. Three people started searching every room in my house to find me. Eventually, Peggy ran into my bedroom screaming my name. When she saw me on the bed she called for her sisters. Angelica and Eliza stepped into my room and helped Peggy drag me across the floor and to my front door.

"Uuuugghhh," I groaned. I was reluctant to go with them, but I also didn't want to argue. I weighed the pros and cons of the situation but before I could finish making my mental list Peggy shoved me out the door.

She crossed her arms. "You're coming with us to the bar whether you like it or not. We have to get you out of this state of depression."

Keeping my head down, I slowly trudged along. The sisters surrounded me in what felt like a protective circle. Even though I was among friends, I felt lonelier than ever before. No one understood quite what I was going through, so I was always alone.

My head pounded. I missed Sarah's intelligence, as well as how her eyes would light up when she talked about her passions. I missed Chloe's constant sarcasm and her beautiful sketches and digital art. I missed how Allison was quirky and silly in a shy kind of way, but when she was in a good mood, she would let it all out and leave her social awkwardness behind.

I missed my friends.

The sisters and I had just walked into the bar when I heard Lafayette's voice. "Bonjour, Alexandre! Bonjour, mademoiselle Schuyler, mademoiselle Schuyler, and mademoiselle Schuyler!"

I barely looked up, but when I did, I noticed three familiar woman sitting at the table. I had seen their outfits somewhere before...and their unusual hairstyles...I couldn't put my finger on it.

That's when they turned around.

Their faces were unmistakable. The tallest, having a bright smile with blue eyes that stood out against her dark hair. The shortest, having a tiny nose and catlike mouth. Her long blonde hair was styled for the time period, but it was definitely her. And the middle one...her short pixie cut was disguised with hair extensions that I knew she kept in her wardrobe back home. Her green eyes looked kind and warm against the subtle blonde in her light brown hair.

Sarah, Allison, and Chloe were here. My legs wouldn't work, I was frozen in shock. I knew I had been standing there for a long time, and they were laughing at me at this point, but I didn't care. After a period of about 10 minutes passed, I was still in the exact same position. I saw Chloe jump up in excitement, just as I heard John squeal behind me. Chloe must've missed him almost as much as he missed her.

Sarah came up to me and put her hand on my shoulder gently, as if I was fragile and would break at the slightest movement. She moved in to whisper in my ear. "May I talk to you outside, Alexander?" I nodded, my head moving jerkily.

I followed her outside the bar and into an alleyway. We were in a dangerous area, but we both knew we could take care of ourselves. When it came to a fight, neither of us were ever going to be considered weak.

"What do you need to talk to me about, Sarah?" My voice was barely above a whisper. I guess I still wasn't fully recovered from the initial shock of her being here.

"I've been rereading the letters you wrote me BURN REFERENCE NAILED IT!. I think I may have figured out what happened that night with John and Lafayette."

I couldn't keep myself from staring. She had those letters for about four hours, and she's already analyzed every part of them to decipher my feelings? I may write like I'm running out of time, but she wasn't exactly slowing down either.

"Alexander...have you considered the possibility that you may be in love with somebody?"

My back slid down the wall of the alley until I was sitting on the ground. I couldn't believe my ears, but deep down I knew she was right. But...who could I be in love with? The only person I had any significant connection with was Laurens, and men can't love other men. IT WAS PAINFUL FOR ME TO WRITE THAT SENTENCE :'(

"But who would I possibly be in love with? I have no connection with any woman in my life."

Sarah looked at her feet, holding something back. She knew something.

"Sarah, what are you not telling me?" I could hear the confusion in my voice. She sighed and looked up at me. The look in her eyes was unreadable. Almost like...worry?

"You're right. You don't have a connection with any women in your life."

I started choking on air. One of the only people I knew who understood me, one of the only people who I had trusted, one of my best friends, had just accused me of one of the worst sins known to man.

"I can't believe you would accuse me of that." The voice I heard come out of my mouth was unrecognizable. It was hard and cold, like stone. Unkind, unfriendly, uncaring.

"I wasn't accusing you. In my time, most people are accepting of that. Including me."

"That's one of the worst insults you can give me!" I shouted, not caring who heard anymore.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but deep down, you know I'm right. You know you aren't in love with a woman." She spat at me, turning on her heel, heading in the direction of the bar. I sat there in shock. For the rest of the day, I couldn't even think about her. Not because I was mad. Not because I was insulted. Not even because I was embarrassed.

But because I knew she was right.