Chapter 13
Alex pov~
I sat on my bed staring at my phone, the screen of which had gone dark a while ago. Ducky was curled up next to me, fast asleep.
"Well." I said to no one, breaking the silence that lingered in my apparentement. "I'm going to take a shower."
I got up and walking into the bathroom, putting my phone in my pocket because I didn't want to miss anything. It had been maybe 12 hours (?) And I hadn't changed out of my clothes or done anything productive like sleeping, feeding myself, or getting work done.
I walked into the bathroom and stared at my disheveled réflexion which looked indescribably regretful, sad, tired, and a bit fed up. That practically summed up my mood so it seemed like the mirror was in complete working order. I turned around and stared at the shower for a bit, mustering the motivation to get undressed and go turn it on.
I finally pulled off my jacket and set it aside. I heard a thud and remembered that my phone was in there, so I shot it a look to make sure it hadn't soundlessly exploded. My phone had not exploded, but I noticed a scrap of paper that I didn't remember having in there. I reached over and grabbed it, unfolding it and reading what was written.
Text me
*** *** ***
-Maria
I sighed and threw the paper aside, picking up my phone and turning on music, then stepping under the shower.
—~•~—
I sat on my bed, reconsidering my life choices for the umpteenth time today, and trying to figure out how I could fix my poor life choices.
There was no point talking to Angelica or her sisters, they'd never believe me. I couldn't really talk to Lafayette either, I'm new and he wouldn't trust me over one of his old friends. And John would certainly not want to hear from me. I'd tried talking to Evan, but that didn't go all too well.
I hissed and buried my face in my pillow.
HOW CAN I FIX THIS?
I rolled over and Ducky came to sit on my stomach, giving me with a disapproving look. It might not be disapproving, but I was in a pretty bad mood so I was convinced he was also judging me.
Who was there?
Who could confirm that I did nothing wrong?
Did I do something wrong?
Yes you did.
When did I ask your opinion?
I'm in your thoughts, my opinion is imprinted in your brain.
Fair enough. (The amount of times I've had this conversation with the voice in my head...)
I know. Now get back to freaking out.
You're no help.
I leaned back into my pillows, deciding I was insane.
What do I do?
What do I do?
What do I do?
Who can prove me innocent?
What if I'm not innocent?
What if they're right and it's all my fault?
Is it my fault?
I reminded my thoughts to the ones that seemed like they could get me somewhere.
Who was there?
Who saw Maria kiss me?
Who would believe me?
Who was I in contact with?
I struggled to think but it didn't help me much. Coffee. And a movie. During which I'll be stressed and anxious, but it could help.
I went to the kitchen to get some coffee and then retreated back to my room with my laptop. I turned on some random movie and watched distractedly.
Who fits the qualifications?
Didn't you say you were gonna watch a movie?
What do you think I'm doing?
Barely even watching the movie.
I sighed, my thoughts had a point. I turned my attention to the movie.
—~•~—
Three movies and an uncountable amount of coffee cups later, the answer hit me.
"Maria!" I yelled.
Ducky hissed at me and leapt off my legs. I paused the movie and ran into the bathroom, searching around for the paper I'd discarded earlier.
Text me
*** *** ***
-Maria
I grabbed my phone and hurriedly typed in the number, praying this would work.
I wrote a message and waited anxiously, setting my phone facedown on the floor where I was seated.
Then I heard it buzz.
Red_Sunflower: Hi? Do I know you?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: That depends. Do you remember Angelica Schuyler's party?
Red_Sunflower: Barely
Red_Sunflower: Did I hook up with you? If I did, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Does the name Alexander Hamilton ring a bell?
There was no reply for a while, so I started worrying that she didn't remember anything, thought I was insane, and left.
Red_Sunflower: Oh you
Red_Sunflower: Hey, sorry about that
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: I would say it's fine if you didn't ruin most of my friendships and probably murdered my chances with my boyfriend
I felt like I was being a bit harsh, but I was upset.
Red_Sunflower: Oh I'm so sorry it's all my fault
Red_Sunflower: Can I help in any way?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: That's why I was messaging you
Red_Sunflower: ?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Do you think you could help me convince my boyfriend– probably ex now –that I wasn't cheating on him?
Red_Sunflower: Of course!
Red_Sunflower: I'm so sorry by the way, Drunk Maria didn't realize she'd mess up another humans life
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: To ne fair, it's partially my fault
Red_Sunflower: How?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: I'm not sure
Red_Sunflower: Yeah that's just your worries talking
Red_Sunflower: So, how can I help?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: I want to get John to listen to me then maybe I can...
Red_Sunflower: You didn't think this through fully did you?
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Not really
Red_Sunflower: Well, I can help you come up with a plan, or we can wait for genius to strike you
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Is like help, if that's not to much to ask
Red_Sunflower: To much to ask?
Red_Sunflower: Man, I screwed up your life, some help is nowhere close to 'to much to ask'
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: You didn't screw up my life
Red_Sunflower: I'm pretty sure I did
Red_Sunflower: Well anyways, let's get to work plotting
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: You make us sound like 7 year olds or something
Red_Sunflower: -\_(•.•)_/-
Red_Sunflower: We need code names!
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Why?
Red_Sunflower: To add to the 7 year olds vibe!
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: You know, you seem like a fun person to be around, under different circumstances, I'd love to be your friend
Red_Sunflower: Who says the circumstances have to be different?
Red_Sunflower: It's bonding time! Tell me everything
CaffeinatedHamSandwich: Oh god no
Red_Sunflower: You started it
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