Jeffmads Stories

Highschool sweethearts (2)

THOMAS POV

3 weeks had gone by sense that day yet his words still haunt me like he said them 3 minutes ago. I spend most of my time being comforted by Lafayette and insulted by Hamilton. He knows how to hit when You're down. I spend my class time working and crying. Everyone at school is trying to make me feel better but it's not working.

James would try to talk to me but I just walked away and brushed him off. I didn't want to talk or engage in anything with him. All he did was break my heart, and I didn't want to put myself in a situation where that could happen again.

School ended and Laff and I began to walk home, we stopped driving because our dad used to drive us, and well he's not here anymore. He died our freshman year so we made a promise to always walk to school, for nobody gets to drive us to school except for him.

"Thomas."

Someone grabbed my arm and spun me around to look at them. At first I didn't see them, then I looked down and they where in my face.

"James go away I don't want to deal with this now."

"Thomas listen. I'm sorry-"

"Great are we done here?"

"Shut up and listen to me!"

I began to try and walk away but the something unforgivable happened. He kissed me. I shoved him off and looked at him in disgust. Then I slapped him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you James?! That's really fucked up man!"

Then he slapped me...oh it's on bitch

I picked him up and slammed him to the ground. I may or may not have wrestled back in my day. He kicked my legs out from under me and my chin landed right on his knees. Students start to surround us. He jumps on to of me and starts punching me. I feel the blood spraying out of my mouth with every punch. I flip him off of me and wait for just the right moment. He stands up and that's when I strike. I kick him dead in the face, he flys back and lays there. I look around, there's blood all over the pavement. I see everyone cheer for me but I can't here them. Everything seems to have stopped and it's only me.

I see someone slowly run out to me, they grab me and pull me away. I turn behind me to see James get picked up, he's looking around and fighting the man. He wants to be put down. We get into one of the guys cars and drive to my house. Once we arrived Laff dragged me inside as Lucy ran out.

"What happened?! You guys went from fucking to fighting what the fuck happened?"

"He forcefully kissed me so I slapped him. He hit me back and a fight broke out. That's what happened."
My words where slow and slurred. I couldn't even hear myself say them

"You're gonna have to go to the hospital Thomas."

"No take James there before me. He probably has a few broken bones n shit."

"Thomas your head is cracked open, your jaw might be broken, your nose definitely is. You might need a lot a stitches. Come on let's go."

"What about James?"

"He's already there with Hercules and Lucy."

He dragged me out and into one of our cars. He chose his obviously, which was his Tesla. It was a cute blue while mine was a magenta. The good times I had in that car...

We drove off to the hospital. I looked out the window, people were all together laughing and smiling. Some rushing off to their houses and others just enjoying the day, the world is so pretty the more you look at it. We arrived and walked in, the doctors saw me and rushed over, they started taking care of me right away.

"Mr.Jefferson are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, take care of James Madison with the most care you can. Got that?"

"Yes Mr.Jefferson, you heard the man get moving!"

Being a Jefferson has a lot of perks. They started stitching me up, I felt staples go into my head, wait did they shave a part of my hair?! Shit. One grabbed my nose and reset it. That hurt like hell, they kept washing my face off and cleaning it. Once they finished I looked in the mirror. Thankfully my hair was unharmed, I assume laff told them not to fuck with my hair or hell would rain down on them. I smiled to myself knowing how he looked out for my hair.

I sat there and waited, a doctor came in again and asked me

"What happened?"

"You don't need to know."

"I kinda do Mr.Jeffe-"

"No you don't. Okay?"

"I-yes Mr.Jefferson."

"How is James?"

"James is fine, his tooth got knocked out but we fixed it. He'll have bruises but he's fine."

"Where is he?"

"Mr.Jefferson you can't see him right n-"

"Where the fuck is he?! Challenge me again and I'll have you fired!"

"Yes, I'm sorry Mr.Jefferson. Follow me."

I learned that trick from my Dad. He always has his way of getting what he wanted. We walked into a room where Hercules and Lucy where next to James in his bed. His face was a little swollen and bruised but nothing serious. He looked at me and glared. I smiled a shit eating grin because why the fuck not, he rolled his eyes and looked at the doctor. The man shrugged and walked out, I shuffled my way right on over to him and said.

"I kicked your ass."