Third person POV

Small time skip

After Thomas had finally fully woken up and Alexander managed to convince his brother that he had grown since he was 12. Maybe not a lot. But he did..

They finally were about to have the conversation that let out all the secrets to all you lovely readers out there who have waited long enough, and have gone through the... very... very long waits and cringey moments and for some reason kept reading this trash and now let's start over this paragraph because this is breaking the fourth wall a little too much.

They were finally about to have the conversation where James would spill the beans of all he knew.

"The real reason why we moved was because.. well, dad was- is in this agency or gang thing. They were very sophisticated and high quality, always with the newest and latest technology and way before our time. They have people working all over the place. They're very big and nobody knows about them, they're very secretive. And dad was second in command. He's still second in command, but with how many people are there, that's huge! He wanted me to join them when I was older. But of course, dad left. I remember one day I asked dad if you would work there when you were older too. But he said that... He said that you were a disgrace to the family and that you would never in a million years be able to work there. Anyway, the reason we had to move is because everyone felt that the government was gaining on them. So, we moved back to where we first started. In the Caribbean. Nobody would even think to look there. But, of course they had to leave due to the hurricane. But ever since after that I've been looking for you everywhere! I eventually got to New York- here and asked around if anyone had seen you. First there was this guy that had the same first name as me and when I asked him if he knew you he got pissed off but said yeah and when I asked if he knew where you were he replied with these exact words 'THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW?! THE 2' MIDGET STOLE MY BOYFRIEND!' That's how I knew it was you."

"You think I would steal someone's boyfriend?!" Alex yelled, shocked.

"No, I knew that you would definitely still be a 2' midget."

Alex just glared. Thomas stopped himself from laughing.

"Anyway, I kept walking and asking around, when I came up to this other gut named Aaron, I didn't even say anything he just said 'Alexander's in *hospital name* Don't ask me why just hurry up, go and leave me alone.' So now I'm here." James told.

"..wow.." Thomas said, shocked. It was awkward silence for a bit.

"So.. when dad said 'we' when he was talking to me.. what he really meant was.. his.. gang thing?" Alex asked, hesitantly.

James looked up at Alex with fear in his eyes and froze.

"A-Alex, what did he say to you?" James asked, seriously.

"He said something about how he was going to use me as their toy but that maybe he could use me for more then that. Mind you that was after I almost strangled him to death sooo." Alex explained.

"Do you realise what you've done?" James asked, then didn't wait for a reply and continued, "you've just earned yourself a free ticket to them doing whatever they can to get their hands on you!" James exclaimed.

"Oh.." Alex mumbled, then turned to Thomas, "I told you that you should have left me on that road, I blame you!" Alex yelled, jokingly, than playfully turned away with a pout and crossed his arms like a child. Thomas just rolled his eyes.

"YOU GUYS IM SERIOUS!" James yelled seriously.

"Fine, jeez, don't get your panties up in a bunch." Alex muttered.

"Yeah, calm your tits." A voice said from behind him.

We all looked over and saw Burr, leaning against the doorway.

"BURR?!" Thomas and I yelled.

"Oh, hey Aaron guy!" James said and waved. Then got serious, " but.. NOW IS NOT THE TIME!" He yelled.

Burr shrugged. "K, I'll come back then." He then walked back down the hall again.

We shrugged it off and continued our conversation.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it then? Go into hiding? Move all the way across the word (I was going to make a reference to an Eminem song but the realised that didn't know how to spell the place XD)? Not gonna happen!"

"I DONT KNOW, OKAY?! ALL I KNOW IS THAT I CANT LET HIM TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME! YOU CANT LEAVE AGAIN! I RPOMISED HER! AND THEN I BROKE IT!" James yelled, on the verge of tears.

"Promised.. who..?" Alex asked, but he felt that he knew the answer already.

"Mom.." James mumbled, loud enough for them to hear.

Even at the mention of her name, Alex started tearing up (I'm also starting to tear up.. Goddamn periods! 😭😭).

Alex's POV

Weak...

That's all that went through my head when I started tearing up. I held them back though and tried not to let anyone see.

"Alex.. it's okay to cry.." Thomas whispered to me. Putting a hand on my shoulder for reassurance.

"I'm not crying!" I yelled and turned my head as the tears fell.

Weak.

"You don't have to hide it." Thomas said, "It's okay to cry."

I stood up. "NO! ITS NOT! BOYS SHOULDNT CRY! THATS WHAT GORLS AND WEAKLINGS DO AND IM NOT A GIRL AND IM NOT A WEAKLING!" I yelled, then ran out the door, I saw the bathrooms and decided to hide out in there.

My mind started buzzing with words.

Weakling!
Female!
Slut!
Whore!
Fat!
Freak!
Crybaby!
Loser!
Creep!
Fucktoy!

I started sobbing. My wrists itched as I started scratching at them. Cuts that were just starting to heal started to re-open and bleed.

Stop!

I suddenly stopped when I heard a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time. I looked around, but no one was there.

"M-mom..?" I asked.

No reply.

I cried some more but stopped scratching at my cuts that were currently still bleeding.

"Alex?"

I looked up and saw Burr. I quickly wiped away my tears.

"Burr? I- um- sorry, for earlier, what did you want to tell me?" I asked, after wiping my tears standing up.

"I came to tell you..." He hesitated. "Your mother told me to tell you to be careful.."

"W-what?" I asked. "This is a joke right? You do realise my mother is-" I couldn't seem to finish the sentence.

"Yeah.. I know, and I know this might sound crazy but.. I can see dead people." Aaron stated.

"Pardon me?" I asked.

"You haven't told anyone- let alone me, about your past! If I couldn't see dead people, how would I know that your mothers name was Rachel and your cousins name was Usnavi?" He asked.

"Lucky guess." I said. Though somewhere in my mind I doubted it.

"Look, I don't care if you believe me or not, but your mother told me to let you know to be careful for whatever reason. I did what I was told. So if you die for some reason, don't come crawling back to me when you're dead asking why you died because you didn't listen to me. Your own fault not mine." Aaron stated. Walking out.

Not even a few seconds later Thomas and JJ came running in.

"Alex?! Are you okay?!" Thomas asked.

"What happened to your arm?!" JJ questioned.

I didn't respond, I was too busy thinking about what Aaron said to me. They soon realised that I wasn't going to answer them anytime soon.

"Come on, let's go back to the room." JJ said.

Time skip

It was now time for me to get out of the hospital, they gave me some food of which I barely ate because hospital food is fucking disgusting. They told me I was fine. But Thomas has to keep a close eye on me and make sure that I get enough sleep and food so that the same thing doesn't happen again. I was now in Thomas's car because he went to go get it a little while ago. I'm pretty sure it was while James was trying to get me to eat that disgusting food. Let's just say it took a little while to get one bite down... it might have been 2 hours so you can imagine how much worse the food would have been. JJ said that he'd call me later because we exchanged phone numbers.

"Alex, can we talk about what I saw in the bathroom?" Thomas asked.

"What do you mean?"

(I don't know if Thomas already knows about Alex's cutting, I forgot, whoops. Or maybe Jefferson forgot, again.)

"You know what I mean, Alex, your arm." He said, keeping his eyes on the road.

I look down at my arm and pull the sleeves down a bit more the that you could only see my hand.

"It's nothing." I replied.

"It's not nothing!" He yelled angrily, slamming his hand on the steering wheel.

I looked away, really wanting to avoid this topic and also not liking the way he was getting angry.

"I-I'm sorry.." I whispered.

I tried my best to keep the images of my dad out of my head. When he would yell and beat me. That was out of anger, and I knew Thomas was doing it accidentally out of concern, but it didn't help the fact that he reminded me of my dad at that moment.

"Well, sorry doesn't cut it! This is serious, Alex! You can get seriously hurt or even die from doing that!" He yelled.

"You don't think I know that?! What do you think I've been trying to do the last 5 years of my life?! Jesus! Are you that much of an idiot to have not noticed this by now?!" I yelled back at him.

"What are you talking about?!" He questioned.

His anger was taking control of him and I knew it, but so was mine. So there was no longer anything that either of us could do about it.

"I HATE MYSELF! I MEAN LOOK AT ME! WHO WOULDNT?! I DONT SLEEP BECAUSE IM TOO BUSY TRYING TO GET APPROVAL AND KEEP MY PROMISE TO MY MOTHER BY GETTING GOOD GRADES! I DONT EAT BECAUSE IM FAT AND FEEDING ME IS A WASTE OF FOOD THAT COULD GO TO SOMEONE ELSE THAT NEEDS IT MORE THEN I DO! IM UGLY AND A WASTE OF SPACE AND I DONT DESERVE TO BE LOVED OR ANYTHING FOR THAT MATTER! NOBODY LOVES ME! EVERYONE JUST USES ME AND IM SICK OF IT! I JUST WANT TO DIE!" I screamed at him, accidently letting out my feelings in anger.

Tears were streaming down my face and I knew it was too late to take back what I said. So I just looked away and decided to avoid the rest of the conversation.

"Alex, I.. I'm sorry.." Jefferson said, he almost sounded on the verge of tears as well.

I ignored him.

Just don't say anything

"Alex... please.. talk to me." He pleaded.

Nope, I'm not talking.

"Fine.. don't speak. But it doesn't change anything about what you said. You can't avoid the conversation forever, Alex." Thomas said, knowing I won't talk because I'm a stubborn smol boi, but still sounding worried.

I knew that he was right though. I can't just avoid the topic forever. The cat was out of the bag and it was way to late to even try to chase after it now.

Okay, this chapter is done. We're actually kind of getting close to the end! And I'm sorry but there will not be any sequel for this story. But you guys will get to choose which of the other stories you would like me to do next, and trust me, there's a lot! Also, if you guys have any angsty Jamilton stories that you know of, please tell me and I'll go read it because I can't find any! Its like I've already read them all! But there's got to be more out there! So plz suggest some if you know any that I should read!

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