ANGIE POV

Ah, Saturday. A day when you don't have to wake up early. That is unless you wake up to random screaming from down the hall.

It sounds like it's coming from Pa's office. Probably Ella and Pip then. I start walking over there cause I'm definitely going to yell at them for waking me up.

"GOD DAMN IT PHILIP" I heard Ella yelled. I stood behind the door so I could listen and see them without them knowing. I know I'm nosy but I don't care.

"IT NOT MY FAULT BITCH" Philip yelled back. Damn he's really lucky Mum's outside because she would probably kill him for talking to Ella like that.

"WELL I DONT HAVE TO HELP YOU!"

"YOUR THE ONE WHO ALWAYS SITS AROUND MOPING ABOUT HER STUPID SISTER WHO SHE KNOWS WHERE SHE IS RIGHT NOW!"

I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands in disbelief. I see Ella tear up a little and look really hurt. I look away with tears in my eyes. How could Philip say that?

I hear Ella say something quietly, "Why don't you tell that to your sister.... You're on your own now Philip"

I try to hold in my tears. Ella comes out and sees me.

"Angie" She runs over and hugs me. I just sob into her arms and feel her crying a lot too. "How much did you hear?"

I pull away from Ella. "Everything after he called you a bitch... why were you yelling anyway? Usually your fights are pretty quiet"

"Well I told Phillip to chill out a bit and he freaked out or something. Do you wanna come to my house and see Mary? I don't really think you wanna stay where Philip is right now"

"Yeah... thanks" I sadly smile at her. I know even if she tried to hide it, Philip's words really hurt her. "Let me change and tell my mom then we can go"

I run into my room and throw on a pair of leggings, a gray teeshirt, and a green sweatshirt. I walk back out and pull Ella out of the house and to where my mom is watching my siblings.

"Mum" She turns around at the sound of my voice.

"Angie, Ella, what's up?" She must've known something's wrong because she said that in a sympathetic tone.

"Is it ok if I go to the Jeffersons?"

"That's fine, just text me when your coming home or if you want me to pick you up"

I nod and walk to the Jefferson estate with Ella.

ELLA POV (after they get to her house)

"Welcome home Ms. Jefferson" One of our maids, Natalie, smiles.

"Thank you Natalie"

She turns to Angie. "You must be Angelica"

Angie just nods. We start walking through the large house when I heard my father's voice.

"Is that a Hamilton?"

Shit. I forgot he was home. "Noooo...?" I nervously smile as I turned around.

"You realize I know who all of his kids are" Dad said crossing his arms.

I let out a nervous laugh. "You see about that..." and of course I can't think of a lie. So I grab Angie's arm and run.

"Ella wait!" I hear my father yell after us but I keep running. We make it to Mar's room and I open the door and run in, not caring what Mary's doing. Luckily she's just sitting at her desk doing something.

"Hey Ellie, I didn't think- Angie? Ella what- wait why were you running?" Mary asks looking between me and Angie for a minute.

"Dad" I reply, still panting.

"YOU BROUGHT ANGIE WHILE DAD'S STILL HOME?" Mary's eyes widen and she stands up. "He's gonna kill her!" She walks over to Angie as I hold in a laugh at her overreacting. "Are you ok? What happened? Why aren't you guys still at Angie's?"

"Philip." I grumble at the thought of him.

Mary looks like she's about to say something when we hear a knock in the door.

"Girls? None of you are in trouble, I just wanna talk" I immediately know it's Dad. I look at Mar and she nods, giving me the ok the let him in. "Ellie can I talk to you alone for a second? I promise you're not in trouble"

I nod and follow him out. I know I'm not in trouble, he never breaks promises.

"I thought you were still helping the Hamilton boy? Why are you guys here?"

"Philip" I say blankly.

I could see the rage in his eyes. "What did he do?"

"I'm not telling you that because Eliza, Angie, AJ, and James do not need to deal with Alexander being missing and Philip being dead." I quietly say, shaking my head slightly.

"Although it might be nice" I mumble.

PHILIP POV

I messed up so bad. Like so so bad. Angie's probably not going to talk to me for weeks and Ella's probably never going to talk to me again. God why am I such an idiot? Wait why do I care if Ella talks to me? I hate her.

Or do I? GOD DAMN IT SHES MAKING ME FEEL THINGS I DONT WANNA FEEL. And now she's never going to talk to me again. Shit.

"Philip? What are you doing on the floor of your father's study crying?" I hear Mom say from the doorway.

I didn't even realize that I'm crying. "Ma, I messed up. Badly"

"Let me guess you said something that really upset Angie and Ella?"

"Y-Yeah" I look at her shocked. "How'd you know that?"

"Ella and Angie went to the Jeffersons. With no explanation. And I knew something was up, you just put the last piece if my puzzle together by crying on the floor"

"Oh..."

"What'd you say?"

"I'd rather not say" I mumble just loud enough for Ma to hear.

"Alright..." Ma walks out of Pop's study and I just sit there.

I need to do something. Maybe I could call one of them? No. All of them would just ignore me. Same with texting. Talk to Mary? Nah, she's probably pissed I made Ella and Angie upset. I mean I could just go over there. I think that's my best option right now. Yeah, I'll do that.

— TIME SKIP TO WHEN PHILIP GETS TO THE JEFFERSONS —

I hesitate before knocking on the door. Is this really a good idea? I mean there's so much that could go wrong. But what do I really have to lose? I've always been closer to Angie than anyone and now I doubt she'll talk to me. My dad's missing. My mom would tell me 'It's your mistake, you need to fix it' or something like that. I knock on the door. After a moment it opens, but instead of Charlotte or one of the open maid or butlers it was Thomas Jefferson. And he looks pissed. My head drops down to my stomach and my breathing slows.

"You're not wanted here Hamilton." He growls before slamming the door in my face.

I sigh and start to walk back to my house. I notice Ella standing at a window on the second floor. I look up at her. She emotionlessly sticks her middle finger up at me. I sigh and look at my feet as I walk towards my house again. I deserved that. All of it. Jesus Christ I'm an idiot.