Trigger warning: self blame, mentions of death, blood, feels.
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Aspen's POV

Alex stormed out of the dance and John went after him. We didn't follow, we knew John could handle it. Eliza and I hung out with Thomas Jefferson and Angie after Alex and John left.

Suddenly we hear the sound of a car hitting something.

"What the hell?" Angie exclaims. Our group and some other people who heard the crash run out to the road only to be met with the most horrible sight we've ever seen. Alex lay on the road in a small pool of blood. John holds Alex's small body close to his and is sobbing heavily.

"Someone call an ambulance!" Eliza yells.

I just stand there in shock. Alex is like my Peggy for John. He did not deserve this. Suddenly I feel someone wrap their arms protectively around me. I come back to reality and it was Eliza who was hugging me. I finally burst into tears and cried into her shoulder.

The ambulance came and Alex was taken from John's arms. After that we take Thomas's car, because it's the biggest, and go to the hospital.

We run up to the front desk and the nurse looks up from her work, "are you here for Alexandra Hamilton?"

"Um, i-it's Alexander," I studder.

"Oh, well anyways, he has been taken into surgery," my heart breaks and I see the looks of fear cross John's face. "It'll be a wait."

We go sit in the waiting area.

"This is all my fault," John whispers.

"No it's not, John," Angelica says.

John stands up, "yes it is." He says, "if I didn't start an argument with him we wouldn't have even left the dance and he wouldn't have pushed me out of the way and he wouldn't have been hit!"

"John, it-" I get cut off by a police officer coming up to us.

"Hello, you guys are here for Hamilton, correct?" He asks and we all nod. "We have discovered that the driver was Henry Laurens, that name mean anything to you?"

The color drains from both John and I's faces. Oh no. This wasn't an accident.

"H-he's our father," I say gesturing to John. "He h-hates us, I think he may have done this on purpose."

"Ok, we will find and question him." With that he leaves.

"I-I'm gonna go," John says standing up.

"Don't you want to see Alex?" Thomas asks.

"I-I can't," is all he says before he walks out the front doors.

After Alex gets out of surgery

Alex's POV

After I got out of surgery my friends visited me. Even Thomas. Everyone except John.

Everyone except John visits me for all two weeks I'm in the hospital. Today I'm going back to the dorm. It'll be the first time I've seen John since the dance.

I came out of the car accident with no lower body issues so I can walk. I open the door to our dorm and walk in to see John sitting on the couch. He looks up and stands up when he sees me.

"Hey, John," I say.

"I-I-I," is all he says before he runs to the bedroom. I try to follow him but he locks the door. I hear heavy sobbing coming from the room. I slide down the door and do something I haven't done since my mother passed. I sang.

"We keep this love in a photograph," I sing photograph by Ed Sheeron. "We make these memories for ourselves. Where are eyes are never closing, hearts are never broken, times forever frozen, still."

As I sing I hear his cries die down to small hicks of air.

I hear him stand up and I stand up too. He opens the door. He has tear stains all down his face and I just notice he looks so skinny and has heavy bags under his eyes.

I open my arm and he wraps his arms tightly around me. It really hurts but I don't show it. He sobs into my shoulder. I'm glad to have him in my arms again.
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That was angsty as all hell. Any way love y'all.
- Your favorite weirdo 🌺💚