Hamilton

About two weeks has passed and it's like hell on Earth. I feel so empty without John.

Mr. Washington and Mr. Laurens have been trying their best to pay the ransom, but they haven't been letting me go. They agreed tonight to let me come with them. The whole squad is about as stressed out as me and they keep reassuring me. It'll be okay. I'll find him.

Laurens

I wake up in Francis' bed for about the 14th time in a row. I can't help it I have a smart mouth and an attitude.

The door opens and Francis comes in. "Get up and get dressed," he says and throws some clothes at me.

I get out of the bed and put on my clothes. I go down to the living room and see Francis sitting on the couch. "Come sit down."

"O-okay." I go over to the couch to sit next to him, but he pulls me onto his lap.

He brushes a few curls behind my ear. "You're coming with me to get the money tonight."

"Yes sir," I say and roll my eyes.

He tightens his grip on my hips. "Don't be smart with me."

"Whatever."

"Why can't you just listen to me for once?"

"Why should I listen to you? You're not my father."

He reaches up to slap me, but I stop him. He throws me down on the couch and leaves for a second and comes back with a knife. He grabs my arm and snatches me up.

"Francis please!"

He makes a lot of cuts on my arms then throws the knife on the table.

"You'll learn to stop disrespecting me one day."

He sits back down on the couch and pulls me closer to him. I hold back tears and he pulls me closer to him and kisses my cheek. "I love you, kitten," he says. "You just have to learn to behave."

"I'm sorry."

He pulls me into his lap again. "It's alright, just lose the attitude."

I nod and he kisses me. I miss Alexander...

Hamilton

I fidget in my seat in the car. Tonight is the night we give the last amount of the ransom money. They think I'm just going to go and turn in the money. But I have other plans.