Broken- Jamilton ✔️

Adoption (trigger warning)

Alexander
There probably gonna yell at me for being late, I know they are; I walked up the steps of the orphanage and walked in, I started walking to my room when Ella came up to me " Alex! Alex dear, come with me!" She said with an excited expression; why is she so happy?; " what's going on?" I signed, she looked at me quizzicality and asked " Alex dear, what happened to your voice?" She asked concerned " um...My throat hurts, that's all" I signed with a wave of my hand " oh dear. Do you need some pain medicine?" She asked pointing to wherever " no no, I'm good" I signed giving her a thumbs up " ok, well come on! I have exciting news for!" She said cheerfully as she dragged me along with her; am I in trouble?, if I'm in trouble why is she so happy?; " what is it" I signed " ok, so I talked with some people and...they said they would like to adopt you!!" She said with a huge smile that could consume her face; what?! I don't want to get adopted not yet! What if they beat me?! What if they starve me for weeks?!probably years...! What if they...kill me. Where's my razor when I need it!!; I was panicking I could tell, my breathing was ragged and I paled a lot " Alex are you ok?" Asked Ella with concern as she placed the back of her hand on my forehead " you turned pale, what's wrong?" She asked taking my shaky hands in hers, I slowly slipped them away to sign " nothing, It's just so sudden. I never expected to happen" I signed with a fake smile; agh! I need my razor, but I just can't leave! Fuck! I need it so bad; "if you say so, if anything is bothering you just tell me" she said with a sincere smile I nodded my head as we continued walking. I began scratching at my arm digging my nails in my arm to stop what I was feeling, but it wasn't working. I really need to go to my room

Trigger warning ⚠️ mean slurs; don't read if you don't like. Thank you

I know you wanna do it, just go already!

Your just fat, ugly, and worthless

Go do it, no body would care!

Not even your friends or Ella!, they all hate you!

Even Thomas!!

I was breaking down on the inside, my head was pounding with the intense words. " E-Ella, m-may I g-go to m-my r-room" I signed with shaking hands, I was shaking so much she probably didn't understand what I signed; please let me go, I really need to go; "oh sure, I'll just tell the Washingtons to wait a few" she said sweetly; Washingtons?; " t-thank y-you" I signed as I ran off to my room. I quickly enter my room and go over to my bag, I pulled out my razor and walked to the bathroom with shaky footsteps. I stood over the sink and positioned the blade on my wrist and began cutting

Fat
One cut

Ugly
Two cuts

Worthless
Three cuts

Dumb
Four cuts

Whore
Five cuts

Slut
Six cuts

I stopped after seeing the blood flow down my arm as I started felling light head. I quickly sat the razor down and turned the water on to wash the blood and clean the cuts, some long some short others deep others not. I hissed in pain as the water entered some opened cuts, I turned the water off and cleaned up any trace of blood. I grabbed some bandages and wrapped my arm up, I walked out the bathroom feeling like shit. I put the blade away and left my room to find Ella, I continued walking until I found her talking to some people. I pulled my sleeves down as I walked over, I tapped Ella on the shoulder to get her attention " oh! Alex you made it back, how ya feeling?" She asked carefully rubbing my arm, I silently hissed as I gave a thumbs up " good. Alex these are the Washingtons, they are the people who want to adopt you" she said gesturing towards them, I scanned them over the man looked like he could squash me at any moment, he had a bald shiny head and he was very tall and very big but he overall looked nice and very kind, the woman looked as if she was the type to read you a bedtime story at a nursing home she looked sweet and very beautiful, she was shorter than the man but looked as if she could do some damage; they look nice, but they could be mean. There probably putting on an act; I shudder a bit as I waved towards the couple " hello Alexander, my name is George Washington and this is my wife Martha Washington" said Mr. Washington as he gestured towards himself then Martha, who gave a friendly wave " hi, nice to meet you. I'm Alexander Hamilton, but you probably know that already" I sign sheepishly shrugging my shoulders " oh no need to be embarrassed Alexander, everything is ok" Martha said with a smile so bright it might out shine the sun " thank you" I sign with a small smile " anytime son" Washington said while patting my back, not a hard pat just a pat a proud father would give there son; my father never did that, my father was a deadbeat and left when I was little. He left my mother and brother with his debts, when I got older I helped them by getting a job at such a young age. Until me and my mother got sick, my brother didn't have a way to get us medicine seeing as we didn't have money, so he tried his best to take care of us. Until one morning my mother died, she was hold me we were sick and she was holding me. I couldn't seem to die; I was brought back from my thoughts when I felt a motherly hand on my shoulder " Alexander are you ok?" Asked Martha " you kinda spaced out what's wrong?" She asked bringing her hand up to wipe away a stray tear, I looked over to see Ella and George watching " y-yes, I'm ok" I signed as I gave her a reassuring smile " alright" she said as she placed a kiss on my forehead I smiled a sad smile; that's what my mother use to do; " alright. Here's his papers and he'll probably need to go get his stuff" Ella said handing George my papers " yeah. I need to pack my stuff" I signed " ok, we'll give you enough time. We'll be waiting outside ok" Martha said I nodded my head as I made my way back to my room to pack up my clothes in the suitcase I was given, once I was done I zipped my bag up and made my way to the door. I left out the room, I told Ella bye and thank you and walked out side to see the Washingtons waiting " you ready, son?" George asked I felt kinda happy at him calling me son, I-I don't know my deadbeat of a father never did kind gestures for me, when he calls me son he says it with so much hatred. I felt my eyes water as I hugged him, he was taken back at first but soon hugged back " thank you" I mumbled quietly; well I kinda have my voice back, hooray...; " what are you thanking me for?" He asked with a laugh " for adopting me, for making me feel wanted" I said through tears " aw you poor thing" Martha said with so much sympathy she soon joined in the hug also. I felt happy and I felt at home with these people, I feel like I could love them and they would love me back. I feel happy for once in my life.

Not for long you won't

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Bonjour readers, here's another chapter I hope you like it and I apologize for the trigger warning. I hope y'all have a lovely day or night. Au revoir 👋🇫🇷

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