Why should I care? Modern College AU- Hamliza, Hamilton x Eliza

The Letter

Eliza's POV

Dearest, Alexander,

You freaking bitch

No. That's not... no.

Dearest, Alexander,

I am sorry to say it, but you are a horrible person.

Childish, but it may just work.

You made me happy once, but now I wear the smile you once had given me with shame. I have no true reasoning to be upset. I fell for you, but you didn't return the favor, and now I pay the consequences.

I remember when I first saw you. The scene was sufficient to strike astonishment into angels. It was a golden day, a day that would change the lives of many, forever.

I feel as though I have been struck through the heart with a spear of love, hatred, and perhaps a bit of sorrow.

I'm sorry about your parents, your brother, and Nevis. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you, for anyone.

Sincerest Love And Sorrow,

Elizabeth Schuyler

And as I signed my name in flowery cursive, I was done. That is the thing about these letters. You write in pen, so only disposing of the letters, permanently, can remove the words. I fold this letter up tight and put it in my locket. No one is to see this one.

No one.

Alexander's POV

Granted, I should have considered her feelings. It's not my fault, though! I didn't know, and even then, who knew if I returned her feelings? I can make my own choices!

I shiver as I walk down the hall.

John, Hercules, and Laf were still partying when I stormed out. I had debated getting a drink to drown out the pain, but I decided it's best not to.

I decided it was best to go see Eliza myself.

So, soon enough, I was in front of her room. I ring the door bell.

She opens the door, her face wiped clean of make up. Crying? Probably.

"What the hell do you want, Alex?" She says, sounding more like a demand than a question.

Eliza's POV

"I'm sorry, Eliza." He says. "I should've considered your feelings. I'm a jerk."

I stand there, my back straight, face slightly up, arms nearly crossed.

"Is that all?" I demand. I look down at him. He's slumped over (and possibly sober and intoxicated at the same time?), his arms hanging down. He looks like a mess.

He sighs. "Yeah... I'll see you in class." He starts to walk away. He glances back.

"I'm not looking forward to it." I say, then slam the door. I lock the door.

Then, I slowly fall to the the ground, leaning against the door, curl up in a ball, and cry.

I squeeze my heart-shaped locket until there is a large indent in my hand.

Why wasn't I good enough for you...?

Granted, yes, he apologized, but... it'll be hard to forgive him.

Alexander's POV

I sit on my bed, watching Netflix on my laptop, when Maria texts me. She's asking me to come over. I ignore her.

"C'mon, dude! Get outta the house! Let's go out!" Says John, opening my door a bit.

Oh, wow, there's lights on outside... unlike in my room.

"You know what? I will. It'll be good for me to get out if he house."

Hehehehe.... I have very big plans.... also it's very short, again, but I'm doing a bunch of short chapters now.