Requested by: lostboys_
OC: Angelina Hamilton

Nighttime had finally graced the city. All was silent, only for the muffled singing inside nearby taverns and bars. The air felt musky, as if to summon a storm.

From the door of her bar, Angelina kept her head high, watching the moon. She hadn't been herself lately, often allowing her mind to drift off to unnecessary places. Although she told herself to stop, her mind disobeyed and made every part of her twitch.

Only a few weeks prior had she met the most beautiful woman. The moment she had walked into her bar, Angelina swore that her heart swelled at the sight. With her cherry red dress and lips, the woman had certainly attracted her attention.

Maria. She didn't know much about the woman, besides the fact she was incredibly attractive. There was so much that could happen between them, if only she ventured back to the bar.

Shaking her head, Angelina realized that she had to stay true to herself. She had other things to do and places to be. Maybe it was best they never saw one another again.

While the fair maiden kept creeping back into her mind, she headed on the way to her brother's house. If she talked to him, he might have been able to bring her to her senses.

The candles in the window wavered when she knocked at the door. It was late and she didn't even expect him to answer. She knew he stayed up into the early morning hours writing until he could no longer. So she stood firm on the porch step, waiting to see his face.

Alexander opened the door, looking flushed and half dressed. When he laid eyes on his sister, his face went pale. "Angelina. W-what are you doing here this late?"

She tried to shake away the feeling of uncertainty at the sight of him. "If you're not too busy, it would be lovely just to talk to you about something." Her brother shifted on his feet, clearly uncomfortable.

"Could we discuss this later?"

Angelina was taken aback. He never shoved her away from anything. If there was ever a matter needed to be discussed, it was answered right on the spot. This time it felt like she had been shot, something seemed to be not right.

"Please, it won't take long." She tried to step past him into the house, but he blocked her abruptly. Breathing heavily he muttered, "No."

His words kept striking her heart like a knife, quick and sharp. "What's the matter with you? Just let me-" Her mouth went dry as she noticed someone standing in the hall.

Alexander followed her gaze and began stuttering, "Ange-please-it's not what yo-" She shoved past him, letting him slam into the door. Every step felt like she was walking on fire, more so walking on the shattered remains of everything she thought she knew.

Standing in the hall, half dressed as well, was the woman she had spent almost a month fantasizing about. Maria. Lips looking a bit smudged, she looked Angelina up and down.

There was no words to express her surprise and broken heart. She looked back at her brother then at the revealing woman before her eyes. No one spoke, the silence becoming deathly. Angelina felt her head getting dizzy, she didn't know what to say or what to do.

"How-how could you do this?" She made her decision and turned towards her brother. He straightened his back and went to answer her, but she interrupted him. "You have a wife and children. Why-wh-"

Maria took the chance to speak. "I wasn't aware of the fact you were siblings." She let her tongue emphasize on the word.

Angelina turned to her, frowning. "You keep your pretty little mouth shut." Just as her brother went to speak, she snapped, "You too."

"Pathetic, that's what this is." Stamping her foot on the wooden floor, she shook her head, letting her eyes well up with tears. Above all things she felt utterly betrayed.

Clearing his throat, Alexander said in a hushed whisper, "Look, I had-"

He held his tongue at the sight of his furious sister. The way her eyes lit up in anger, and the way her body flinched at every glance. It was his own fault, he knew that the truth would be unveiled eventually.

"You what, Alexander?" She stalked across the room to him, not caring if her voice was heard from outside. "The second your wife leaves you take the advantage of this whore?"

Angelina flashed her eyes back at Maria, feeling her pulse rise. Maria raised an eyebrow, just shifting the sheet she held over her more.

At the tension between the women, Alexander backed away without any hesitation. There was no denying how wrong he had been, how foolish, and how much damage he had caused. It hurt to admit out loud, but he knew how wrong he was.

Maria stepped closer to Angelina, who was now weeping, having covered her face with her hands. Her muffled sobs echoed around the hall and she didn't sense the nearing person.

From beside the doorway, Alexander gave her a warning look. Maria only winked cheekily and touched the other woman's shoulder gently, hoping to calm her down to her senses.

At the unwelcome touch, she flinched. Taking a firm step backwards, Angelina glared at Maria, with upmost disgust. "I-I thought you felt something for me. But that's all fake, now isn't it?" She cleared her throat, glaring at her brother.

"You're just a worthless whore, aren't you?"

Whore. Maria's throat ran dry. She tried to speak, but the burden on her shoulders weighed her down. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she silently stood, taking in all the curses and anger from Angelina.

That was the word that would forever be etched into Maria's name. She knew it. Her throat clenched as she begged for some sort of answer. The two pairs of eyes bored into her skin, watching her.

"I suppose so."

Maria met eyes with the other woman, feeling a sense of confidence flood over her. "That's what everyone will know me as now. The slutty woman, a useless whore, who had an affair with a married man!" She paused and took a deep breath.

Angelina watched her with a sympathetic look, trying not to fall for the maiden again. "That's all you deserve." She gave her brother a look of disgrace before turning on her heel and leaving them to be.

After shutting the door, she walked as quickly as she could away from the house. Fresh tears streaked her face as she passed by other homes. Her heart was breaking the more she though about it all.

Not only had her brother betrayed his wife, but herself. He had lied to them. He had been so blind to the love that they gave him.

And Maria. At the thought of her, her stomach flipped. She turned out to be just a woman who slept around. All those little nothing's exchanged in the bar were indeed fake.

Angelina pressed a hand to her forehead. She had called another woman a whore two times in a matter of seconds. Her heart sunk at the memory, but she tried to keep her head up.

Having not ventured far from her brother's home, had Angelina collapsed on her knees and began to sob again. She covered her face and let her body shake freely. No longer could she hide the facts she knew.

If she had said it out loud, it would have seemed unreal. But she knew deep in her heart that she had wished too highly for a woman who didn't even love her back. That is, a woman who turned out to be nothing but a total lie.

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A/N: Thank you lostboys_ for the request! I believe it was requested to continue this quite a while ago, but there here you go. And I have many more one shots on the way for you guys!