A/N: so I'm working on a one shot that is probably gonna take me five years and a half to finish :')

edit: I'm not working on that anymore because I literally have no idea how to describe music videos so I mean,,,,

aNywAys,,,,,,,,,,

but here have this,,,,

warning: mentions of suicide

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A simple comment from Aaron turns into a calm argument.

A calm argument turns into yelling.

Yelling turns into screaming and crying. 

Screaming and crying turns into me locked inside the bathroom, sobbing loudly.

Me locked inside the bathroom and sobbing loudly turns into me making out with Samuel Seabury. 

Me making out with Samuel Seabury turns into me pushing him off and sobbing again because of Aaron. 

That turns into a lot of apologies and me running back to Aaron and I's house. 

This has been a repeated practice for the past few months. Aaron and I were sitting on the couch, cuddling like we usually do on these nights.

I looked up at Aaron. He looked a bit... out of it. I kissed his jaw-line softly.

"Aaron, you okay?" I whispered. He jumped a bit, but smiled and squeezed my side. "Yeah, I'm fine..."

His smile fell. 

I sighed. He's definitely not okay. 

I moved our position so that Aaron's head was against the arm rest and I was straddling his hips. 

I began to pepper his face with kisses. Aaron giggled softly but it didn't sound genuine.

"What's wrong?" Aaron's eyes had lost their usual twinkle, and that scared me. He looked at me with teary eyes. 

"I- Hamilton..." he whispered. I cocked my head slightly.

"I- we- Ch-charles, I'm so sorry..." Aaron broke down into sobs. I moved my head back in realization.

"How long?"

"O-only once, I swear! W-we were both shit-faced... Charles, I-" Aaron stuttered out as I moved away from him. He was a sobbing mess. I felt a bit bad for him, but I was hurt.

"Save it. I'm leaving." I said, trying not to let my voice break. Tears were burning in my eyes as I ran to our old bedroom. 

"Charles!" I heard him yell, a broken sob following after. I quickly packed everything I owned into a bag and left the room.

"Ch-charlie... Please d-don't go..." Aaron started to stand up from the couch as I walked out the door.

I sighed and finally let the tears fall.

"Aaron, I'm not just doing this because of this situation. Our relationship has become toxic, and even though I love you and probably always will, we can't go on like this." 

Aaron nodded and stepped closer to me. He placed a hand on my cheek and I allowed it.

"One last time?" he leaned in towards me. I took a second and realized that I'll probably never get this back. 

I leaned towards him as well and our lips met. It was short-lived, but it was blissful. 

"I'll miss this. But we can't do this, at least not now," I said quietly. Aaron just looked at me with tears still flowing down his face.

"Goodbye," I opened the front door and went to walk out but Aaron grabbed my wrist. I turned to look back at him.

"I love you," he whispered. I smiled sadly. 

"I love you too."

Aaron let go of my wrist and let me go. I walked away into the cold of the night, making my way towards Samuel's apartment. 

But I never really should've let him go. 

Because, that was the last anyone ever heard of Aaron Burr. 

For months, he locked himself in his apartment, only going out for stuff he needed.

Months turned into a year.

And we never got in touch again. 

A year later, there's a news story about Aaron. He killed himself.

The suicide note talked about everyone he loved.

Including me.

Especially me. 

That day, I sat on the couch, with Samuel comforting me, crying and going through all of our old memories.

It was a toxic relationship, but I never should've let go of him, or he should've never let me go. 

This is how my life ends.

I'll see you on the other side, my love.

-Charles Lee

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A/N: whoopsies I made a depression,,,,

this was originally supposed to be a thing where aaron cheats on charles and charles finds comfort in samuel and then the leebury happens but it took a different turn whoops,,,,,,,,,,,,

~T