Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

A Thousand Years

Background Info - so I know Medusa means like protector but in here it's gonna mean like 'hideous' or something ok??? Also it's a combination of modern and ancient times so just bare with me.

Alexander's POV

I hate myself. I hate my appearance. I used to be good looking...until everyone I loved died. The goddess, Athena, took pity on me and tried to help. Instead she turned me ugly so that no one would ever love me. My curly red hair was turned to orange snakes and my violet eyes have the power to turn anyone to stone. I've killed so many it's hard to count. The cave I live in is riddled with statues of the men who tried to kill me. They brandish swords and shields and dawn faces of anger. The surrounding villages send one warrior from each village to try to kill me every year and every year all four never return. I've killed three this year. Charles Lee, a stupid, brainless coward. Thomas Jefferson, an annoying asshole whom everyone hates. Lastly, Eliza Schuyler, a very sweet girl. I sighed and touched Eliza's stone cheek. I groaned and kicked a rock.
"Hello?" I gasped and quickly hid behind a pillar. "I know you're in here." I bit my lip and closed my eyes. "Can we please just get this over with?" I carefully peeked and saw a man with shoulder length straight blonde hair. He was tall and muscular and wore a white tunic. His sword was sheathed and he held a shield at his side. "I don't wanna hurt you as much as you don't want to get hurt." I hid again and I heard the man draw his sword. "You killed Eliza?" He sounded angry. "I don't have time for this come out now!" I drew in a breath and closed my eyes. I stepped out from behind the pillar and I heard the man take a step forward.
"Don't come any closer!" I held out my arms and bit my lip. "I-I didn't mean to hurt your friend. Or anyone. Please. Just get it over with. I'm tired of this cat and mouse game. Just do it." I dropped to my knees and kept my head down and eyes closed. I heard his sword clatter to the ground and I glanced at it. It lie on the floor in front of me, I could see the man's face in the reflection. He was beautiful. His pale skin complimented the oceans in his eyes and a smile danced on his lips.
"No." He smiled simply and offered his hand.
"N-no!" I scrambled back and closed my eyes again. "I don't want to hurt you! Please!"
"How would you hurt me?"
"I'd turn you to stone!"
"How?"
"Magic...my eyes...you cant look at me. I'm hideous as is." I wept.
"Then I won't look at you."
"Easier said than done." I buried my face in my knees and I heard something rip.
"There. Now I can't see you." He hummed.
"What?"
"I can't see you. You can't turn me to stone." I slowly looked up and wiped my tears. The man had ripped a piece of his shirt off and tied it around his eyes.
"Won't you fall?"
"Not if you help me." He smiled.
"N-no!" I stepped back and the man frowned.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Medusa." I shot to my feet.
"Medusa!" I know I'm hideous but that's just rude. "That's what you assholes call me! No one has ever seen me and lived to tell the tale so how the hell would they know?" I yelled, the man gripped his shield and sighed.
"I'm sorry. We've heard the legends. I didn't know what else to call you."
"YOU COULDVE ASKED WHAT MY NAME WAS!" The man took a step back and I froze. "You're scared of me...I'm s-sorry." I stumbled back and the man tried to find me. "Stay back!" I sobbed, the man pulled his blind fold off just as I tripped and he caught me. "NO!" I screwed my eyes shut and the man helped me stand.
"What's your name?"
"Alexander Hamilton." I breathed.
"I'm John Laurens and I can't see you anymore. Also..." he took my hands as I opened my eyes and stared into his blindfolded face. "I think you're very good looking from what I've seen." I blushed and one of my snakes started to nuzzle John's cheek. John yelped and jumped back. "Did you lick me!"
"No!" I giggled. "They're kind of hard to control."
"Oh, snakes! Right, right. That's gonna take some getting used to."
"Getting used to?"
"We're friends right?" I blushed and sniffed.
"F-friends?" John nodded and I started to cry again.
"Hey, hey! Don't cry! Please don't cry!" John found my arms and pulled my into a hug. My snakes poked at his face and he just took it like a champ. I sobbed into his chest and he rubbed my back. "How do you control them?" He asked sweetly.
"I usually just hit them." John chuckled and I smiled. I hit them all away and John flashed a stunning smile. "Sorry."
"It's fine. I'm sure they'll do that more." John chuckled.
"H-here. Sit down." I helped John sit on a rock and I sat near him. "Why aren't you trying to kill me."
"Well, everyone else as just barreled in here waving swords in your face and not stopping to ask how or why. I thought maybe you're scared or just trying to defend yourself."
"That's smart." I smiled. "Honestly, it's a mixture of both." I cradled myself and sighed. "You have no idea what it's like to be alone all these years. To never be able to look at anyone again...it's torture."
"I couldn't imagine." John kept his head down and I sniffed. "I know what the village says but what happened?"
"Like...how I got like this?"
"That's rude but essentially." John and I laughed and I shrugged.
"Everyone I loved died. I was at the point where living seemed pointless...it still does...but Athena thought she was helping. She made it worse. Make the one person who needs the most love unlovable." John put a hand on my thigh and smiled.
"I don't think you're unlovable."
"You barely know me."
"True but nobody's unlovable. Athena just made sure that the right person could love you and never leave you." I blushed and sighed.
"She made me ugly."
"No one's ugly." I raised an eyebrow and he started to laugh. "Scratch that! Jefferson's ugly as fuck!" I giggled and grabbed John hand. I towed him to Jefferson's stone figure and stepped behind him.
"You can take off the blindfold. Just don't turn around." John pulled off the blindfold and chuckled.
"He always did make that face when he was trying to kill someone." John laughed. "Not a good face." I chuckled and tapped my foot. "Can you take me to Eliza?" He slipped the blindfold on and I directed to Eliza. He pulled the blindfold down and sighed. I started to tear up and he cupped her cheek. I quietly tip toed away and hid in my 'bedroom'. It's an eroded nook in the cave that you can't find unless you really really look. "Alex?" I buried my face in my knees and let the tears flow. "Alex!" He sounded worried, I accidentally let a sob slip and John ran towards the sound. "Alex! Please!" He found my nook and peered in. "What's wrong, baby?"
"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I hurt your friend!"
"She wasn't really my friend. She was kind of fake anyway." John held out his hand and I took it, letting him help me out. "It's not your fault. It's our fault. All of the villages don't know you. They don't know that you're not dangerous." I sobbed in his shirt and he pushed the snakes away from his face. "Alex, I have to go but I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"
"N-no! P-please don't g-go." I begged.
"I have too, Alex. I promise I'll be back. Ok?"
"O-ok." John kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. "Goodnight, John."
"Goodnight, Alex."