Hamilton one shots ;p

fools wind up dead

Mylifeas_Tessa33 wanted a epilogue  to the burr × hamilton cheating thing.

So here we go... *watch out its v v angsty. I think edgelord me took over*

Ever since Alex had left him for someone else, Aaron had been spiraling.

Was it him? His fault? Or was it Alex? Or maybe this mysterious John was to blame.

He found himsef pacing around in his apartment most days, and rarely even left his apartment. There was far too much on his mind for that.

His best friend Peggy was starting to get worried.

"Aaron?" She called, knocking on his door. He opened it a crack, and peered out at her.

"Peggy. I need you for a theory." He said, pulling her inside.

"Before we do that, I need to talk to you." Peggy said, sitting down.

"Okay, but be quick about it." Aaron said harshly, sitting next to her.

"I..I dont think this is healthy, Aaron. Youre obsessing over him. Alex is just a guy that cheated, thats what they do. And I get that break ups are hard, but Im getting worried about you." Peggy said, reaching for her friends hand. But aaron slid it away before she could reach him. 

"Aaron-"

"I think you should leave." He mumbled, cutting her off.

"Please, just-"

"LEAVE." He said, teeth gritted. Peggy, now very frightened, could see a tear crawl down the mans face before his bloodshot eyes locked with hers.

Aaron, now growing impatient, stood up and briskly walked into his study, slamming the door behind him.

Peggy was speechless. This wasnt Aaron. He never raised his voice, never cut off people, and NEVER stormed out.

She was starting to become very, very worried.

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Aaron grew worse as the days went by. How many days has it been? He didnt know. He didnt care.

Every so often, Alexander would come over to gather some of his things. And each time, Aaron found himself silently watching from the shadows.

He couldnt talk to him. Hell, he could barely bring himself to look at the man. How could Alexander seem so happy, so in love? Its like he was mocking him.

And one fateful day, when all but one box was moved, Aaron found the will within himself to do something truely despicable.

"Well, I gues its been fun Aaron. See you around." Alex mumbled, as he picked up the last box.

But before the young carribean could reach to door, Aaron swung his hand, which grasped tightly to a sharp knife, directly into Alexander's back. (Get the irony?)

The man instantly fell to the floor in shock, gasping for air. Aaron watched calmly as he struggled for air, and at last found the strength to mutter a few words.

"Aaron, you dont..have to do..this.." He managed to wheeze out, the pain in his back sharp and quickly spreading. Aaron simply laughed, making the blood his ex-lover still had run cold.

"Alexander. You always were a dreamer. But dreams arn't reality. Reality is horrible. You left me, alone and broken. You were my life..You took everything away from me, you took my life from me. I think its time i return the favor." Aaron said, the smile long gone from his face.

"Please...god...please dont-" Alexander pleaded, as Aaron held the knife above his head.

"Goodbye Alexander." He whispered.

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John heard a knock on his door, and opened it to see a box, taped up and with a note.

He picked up the box, setting it down on his kitchen counter and taking off the note.

Hey.

Alex left some stuff at my place, this is the last box.

I hope you two are happy together. You truely deserve each other. Im sure you dont know who i am, but no matter, youll know soon enough.

Just remember, all men get what they deserve. (I love whoever got that referance)

What did that mean?

Who wrote this?

Maybe one of Alex's exes? John knew he had quite a few.

The note seemed a little off putting, but not too harmful.

That was, until John noticed the sticky red liquid that was starting to bleed through the bottom of the carboard box.

"Hello John." A voice behind John said in a sickeningly way.