Alice Williams, the daughter of the famous scientist, Jacob Williams, becomes good friends with Philip Hamilton, the eldest son of Alexander Hamilton.
You might now, know her name but her story is yet to be discovered...
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I frowned, took my hand back and took a few steps back from him and sat down again. I always hated the way Philip avoided talking about his current relationship with his father. I never wanted to push him too much but he was too closed about this subject that at some point, it was eating him alive.
He looked at me confused and disappointed.
"What now?" he asked a bit annoyed.
I looked at him with sharp eyes.
"Do you realise that every time, you avoid talking about your father? You know that I'm always here for you right? If you don't trust me anymore—" I got cut.
"Don't trust you anymore?!" he shouted. "How can I not trust you anymore, Alice? You are my best friend!" he said angrily.
I gave him a sharp look.
"Your relationship with your father isn't like it was before. And we both know it's bothering you, you want to let it out but you won't admit it!" I shouted again.
"How dare you?!" he shouted back at me.
He looked at me, I couldn't figure out if he was mad, disappointed or he was about to cry.
Well, I was all three of them in any way.
"I tell you my whole life and my problems, Philip and right now, I care about you and I want to listen and help!" I said.
"I don't want your help, Alice! You don't get to know my whole life, okay?! I'm not like you okay?! I'm not a helpless person who has to share everything they do and talk about their problems when the smallest thing happens!" he screamed at me in an anger tone.
He never screamed at me that way.
I didn't know how I felt. But I was sure that I didn't wanted to spend another second with him.
I looked at him without showing any emotions then got up and went away.
"Wait—Alice! I didn't mean it! Come back!" he shouted and his voice cracked like he was about to cry.
I was about to loose it. I tried not to cry but he broke me. * * * The night of our fight, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I felt hate but pain. I knew that I shouldn't have push him too far. But the way he acted was so much higher than he was supposed to act.
I haven't seen him for days. I couldn't get enough sleep. I was sure he hated me. I'd always stay in my room and I wouldn't go out. * * * I heard knocks at my door. I didn't answer but the door opened. It was Aurora and Edmund.
"What did you do to Philip?" asked Aurora.
"What did Philip do to you?" corrected Edmund.
"Go away. I don't want to talk." I said.
"I knew he would end up breaking your heart..." mumbled Edmund.
Aurora sat next to me.
"We barely even see you, Pru, we miss you." said Aurora. I'd forgotten the nickname she gave me. One of my middle names was Prudence.
"Do you want me to knock him out for another time?" joked Edmund.
"Another time? Eddie what did you to to him?!" asked Aurora.
"Nothing...just a small bruise on the chin, you know, the daily routine..." he joked.
Edmund was non violent, seeing him act like that was heart breaking.
"Edmund, close the door on your way out." ordered Aurora.
"What'd I do?!" he asked and then went away.
I was alone with my older sister now.
"Listen, I know you don't want to talk about Pip but Eliza visited us today...
"WHAT?!" I asked with my eyes wide open.
"Philip is just like you. He doesn't get out of his room. Apparently, he doesn't even eat supper." she added.
'He became just like his father.' I thought.
"What do you want me to do about it?" I asked.
"What happened between you guys?" she asked hesitantly.
I sighed.
"He avoids talking about his relationship with his father. Before they were so close to each other and now—" I got cut.
"Alexander is crazy with his writings, I know." she said.
"I see how it bothers Philip. That subject is eating him alive. I don't like seeing him that way and I got mad this time because I felt like he didn't trust me to talk about it anymore." I said as my sister nodded. "He assured me that he will always trust me but then..." I continued.
"You know my temper, right?" I asked quietly.
"Oh sweet Lord..." mumbled Aurora.
"He ended up screaming at me things I never thought he'd say." I said and tried not to cry.
"But the worst part is that, I knew he meant them..." I finished.
Aurora hugged me as I started to ball my eyes out.
"What he did was certainly not alike for a man of honour like him but—You also had an impact on HIS temper." She said.
"If you learn to control your temper, it would be easier for him to control his. BUT, in any situation, he had NO right to scream at you in that way. He doesn't have any excuses about that!" she finished.
I was so lucky to have a sister like her. She was always there for me. And I realised Eddie's pain when he would see me with Philip.
I got up and went to the park where I would usually meet up with Philip.
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The only thing today was that I wasn't excepting him to come. I just wanted to be somewhere I felt comfortable.
Philip and I built a small place in the woods of the park where no one could ever find. We decorated it with flowers and we made two chairs out of bare wood. There was also a small tree trunk which we used as a table and there was always a candle on it.
I went inside of our place hidden by the trees but it was already occupied.
