"No problem Alexander," I muttered.

"So whaddya sugest I do?"

"Buy her flowers, better so if they're daisies." I stated firmly. "Oh! And write to her. make her fall for you with your words."

I turned around before dissappearing into my house and smirked at him, without a hint of sadness being present in my eyes. Then I slammed the door behind me.

"Hey honey, you allright?" My dad asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tell Eliza when she comes back that Alexander's looking for her." I smiled and rushed into my room.

I bolted inside.

I locked the door.

And I fell to my knees sobbing uncontrollably.

He loved my sister.

And I would do anything to make my sister happy.

She loved him back.

I gripped tightly on my arm in frustration and dug my nails in my tanned skin, but soon stopped as I realized I had drawn blood.

I yelped in pain but soon quietened down.

This was for my sister.

I put on the radio and a familiar tune overcame my ears. Great, I thought. I lay down just listening to the song I could almost fully relate to.

"And I would do anything for love

I'd run right into hell and back
I would do anything for love
I'd never lie to you and that's a fact
But I'll never forget the way you feel right now
Oh no, no way
And I would do anything for love
Oh I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love, but I won't do that
No, I won't do that"

Yeah... This is me.

So

Damned

Much.

I finally gave in, powerless and weak, and fell asleep curled into a tight ball on my bedroom floor. My wrist started itching.

Oh god no.

"No I won't do that..."

I'm too strong to do that.

I've been clean for three months already, I see no reason to start again now.

But oh god the itching.

I'm brave and I can survive this.

But am I though?

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself, recolect myself from the floor.

"Hey Angie! We- Oh my god! Are you okay?!" My sisters came into the room quickly and wrapped their arms around me like a flash.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just..." I hesitated for a second before laughing quietly. "Damned hormones right?"

Peggy and Eliza agreed giggling too.

"Now, how 'bout we get some food?" Eliza asked.

"YASS! F O O D!" Peggy screeched, dragging me down to eat.

Nevertheless, I barely touched my pancakes.

I wasn't hungry, I just couldn't bring myself to eat, it was like... a gigant knot in my throat.

I gagged for air as I released the shaky breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Angie, you alright?" Peggy asked.

"Yeah, I'm just on my... period," I lied. "I'm going out, I'll be back!"

I rushed towards the front door, but my mother stopped me.

"Where are you going young lady?"

Right.

I was still grounded.

Shit.

"That's what I thought, " My mother's stern voice cut my thoughts. "Go back to your room."

I sighed and returned to my room, then sat down on my desk, but not before I had locked the door.

I looked up towards the window and noticed Tho... shit, Jefferson again, sat on his bed and looking bored. He looked up and his coffee brown eyes met mine, only for me to roll my eyes in disgust.

He frowned and bit his lip, this expression soon fading and letting a smirk through. He grabbed a pen and paper and wrote to me.

Why are you crying chérie?

I glared at him. Crying? I wasn't...

I touched my cheeks and I realized tears were running down relentlessly.

Shit, shit SHIT! Why did things have to go wrong today?!

I grabbed a notebook and wrote back.

One, not your problem. Two, what did you fucking call me?!

The answer was almost immediate.

Something bitch. Just go bother your Alexander and leave me the fuck alone.

I felt my chest tighten once more, but I wasn't in a hurry to answer this time. I started muttering to myself, trying to refrain the tears menacing to fall.

"Controll yourself Angelica. This is going to be fine. People who don't like you are not worth..." I sucked a shaky breath, "Your tears. Y-you hate Jefferson, he hates you. Alexander... better move on."

I bit my lip hard until it bled, making me yelping softly in pain. I then curled inside my bed and attempted to fall asleep under the soft peach covers.

Thomas' P.O.V.

I frowned. Wasn't she crushing on Hamilton?

My eyes widened as I watched her chest rise and fall heavily and saw the tears slipping from her beautiful chocolate coloured eyes.

What have I done?

I quickly scribbled another thing down.

Are you okay?

Angelica?

No answer. She did see me though.

I felt my heart break into pieces, but was determined to do something for it.

"Hey Thomas, what are you-" James came in wrapped in a blanket I had lend him.

"What are you doing? You seem... down,"

"I'm... not doing anythin',"

"Suuure. I'm your friend, my job is to know what bothers you. Now..." He swirled my chair and sat on it, facing me. "What's bothering you?"

I looked away, feeling my cheeks burning for the first time in ages.

"I... I..." I mumbled incoherently.

James rolled his eyes and put a piece of waffle in his mouth and spoke again- well more like lisped, trying not to spray me with waffle crumbs.

"Thpeak clearly man, I don't underthtand a word you thay,"

"I want to make her happy you know?! I just want to make her smile!" I finally shouted, losing my cool.

He looked at me sympathetically and wrapped an arm around me.

"I know, shhhh. Just... hey! Why don't you wait for her family to leave and you sneak into her room?"

"That's creepy, plus, she hates me."

"So? She needs comfort."

"James, your medicine's getting into your neurones too much, but I'll do it," I sighed.

Then I caught a glimpse of her tall parents, the angelic Eliza (Holy shit that sounds awkward) and the playful Peggy walking towards a car. I suddenly notice Eliza holding hands with... Hamilton?! They're both smiling at each other, as if lovestruck.

Now I understand Angelica's state. But why wasn't she out with the rest of her family?

Anyway, I opened my window and climbed out of it, then slid across the branches of the trees planted in both our gardens. The trees were the only actual connection we had.