That Summer in Nevis (Lams)

Chapter 19

Okay, it might be late, but it's only half a day late, so I'm gonna call this a consistent update <3

John spent that night at Francis' hotel room, and no one seemed to notice until Martha did the daily headcount. Peggy, being the closest to John and Alex not wanting anything to do with him, called to see where he was. John didn't answer. So Peggy called fifty-one more times, left twenty-nine texts, and five voicemails.

A few hours later, John walked into the hotel room completely soaked. Peggy was fuming. She thought he was dead. She thought he drowned or was kidnapped, or stabbed. For all she knew, John could've been shipped all the way back to New York.

"Johnathan Henry Laurens, what the actual fuck?!" The one and only Peggy Schuyler (*Debby Ryan* Peggy 2020 btw) shrieked when he brushed her shoulder on the way to the bathroom. "I blow up your phone with fifty-one calls, twenty-nine texts, and five voicemails, and your gay ass has the audacity to not fucking answer?!"

John just shrugged. "My phone was dead."

"Bitch, then what the fuck is this?" She spammed him her drafts from her Alexander Hamilton x John Laurens fanfiction. John's 'dead' phone started blaring 'anD PeGgY' and Siri's voice read the messages aloud. It was a crack smut fanfiction. "Phone dead my ass. You think I didn't see your phone get a Wattpad notification when you walked in?"

"Look, Pegs, I'm fine."

"Well maybe for now." She started to charge for him, but Herc managed to pull her back.

"Laf, help me!" Herc yelled.

He looked up from his phone. "Eh let her at him. It's fine."

"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette! Go help your boyfriend!" Martha scolded. Of course, then he listened.

Peggy managed to calm down after having to repeatedly pin her to the ground. Since it was still storming, they stayed inside all day. They played Uno while Alexander was writing. He was writing what he thought college was going to be like. The five who graduated managed to apply for the same college, Columbia.

Columbia would be where he'd finally meet his soulmate. They'd get married after graduation and adopt or get a surrogate for kids. They'd watch them grow up, watch them leave for college. He'd finally be happy.

I stared at the front of the school. Columbia. I finally made it. If only 12-year-old Alexander Hamilton could see me now. We didn't die on that island. It got better for us, and now I can finally make a name for myself.

John's still here, which I'm grateful for, but it still hurts whenever I see him. He was supposed to be the one I married. My first kiss. My first. But, he's with Francis. Happily, I may add. They got engaged a few days ago.

John usually stays with Francis' group, but that's fine. He still manages to come for important events, and he's my dorm mate. What better way to get over someone than head-on, am I right? Heh.

Sometimes I feel kinda lonely. Angelica and Eliza both found someone. I'm just here. I would hang out with Peggy and Maria, but they're not going to Columbia this year, and I don't want to interrupt with whatever they're doing. Y'know? Being in love and shit. I'm being bitter. I should probably stop. That's why I spend a lot of time writing. I can project myself and my hopes and dreams into my chara-

Alexander gets cut off by his brother's voice. "Mon frère, qu'est-ce que tu veux? Maman commande une pizza." (My brother, what would you like? Mom's ordering pizza.)

"Uh, fromage." (Uh, cheese.)

"D'accord, bien." (Okay, good.)

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"Yo pizza's here!" Herc's loud voice bellowed.

They all scrambled to the girls' room to get a slice. They ordered one cheese pizza, one pepperoni, and one Hawaiian.

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Today is the first day of classes! I'm really excited to finally start. Angie's taking this class with me. It's nice to have a familiar face with all these new people.

I've been on campus for a week now. Sadly, I haven't really made any friends. Maybe I can do that in my next class.

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It's been about a month since classes started, and I made two friends! I'm very proud of myself. I haven't seen John around in a while. He's probably just really busy with his classes.

I'm going to visit Mom and Dad with Laf for the weekend. We're going to just stay home and hang out. Maybe play some board games or watch a movie. I'll probably visit the two younger Schuylers and Maria while I'm there. It's only been a month but I miss them so much. Being away from home is so much harder than I thought.

A loud sound of booming thunder echoed through the building. Alexander started to shake and brought his knees up to his chest for comfort. Without his distraction of writing, he can hear the storm clearly. The howling of the wind, each clap of thunder, the raindrops hitting the pavement below faster and faster and faster.

He could feel the harsh rain against his skin, the wind in his face, and thunder shaking every bone in his body just like it was back in Nevis. He could hear the screams for help, as the people drowned. The sound of houses and trees being demolished and crumbled against the force of nature.

"Alex, Alex, come on, I'm right here. You're okay," a distant, sweet voice rang in the back of his mind.

"Alex, come on man, come back to us. We're all right here," a deep voice said.

Alex slowly felt himself being brought back to reality as voices kept speaking to him. He finally opened his eyes a few moments after.

"There he is." Martha smiled and brought the boy into a hug. "It's okay, you're gonna be okay, hun."

Alexander sniffled and cuddled into his mother's arms. It was just a storm. Nothing's going to happen. He was going to be alright. (lmao get it?)