"IT WAS HER!"

"I'll make you mine tonight.." The woman danced seductively as she shaked her curves in attempt to seduce her client.

A sudden shake on the back door interrupted their engangement "I-It's my husband, quickly! Go!"

The woman quickly wore a robe, covering her lingerie as she winced at the sound of the front door opening.

"Who was that!?" The husband screamed in anger, holding both of her shoulders harshly "N-No one--"

"DON'T TAKE ME FOR A FOOL WOMAN! I HEARD HIM! I HEARD HIM GO!" He screamed as he slapped her.

A knock on the door interrupted their arguement."I-It's Philip, l-let me see him- Let me see my son!" The woman said, walking towards the door and greeting his son as an excuse to leave his husband's wrath.

"That's enough now you damn whore!" The husband screamed impatiently as he pulled his wife's hair back, then pulled his son's foot when he saw him trying to run away.

"N-NO!" The poor woman screamed "S-STOP!" She pleaded in attempt to stop his husband in hurting her and her child.

"PLEASE SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP!" The neighbor yelled as she continued pounding on the door "I CALLED THE POLICE! SHUT UP!"

"FUCKING IMBECILE! DON'T INCLUDE YOURSELF IN THIS!" The husband said as he pounded on the back door from the inside.

The woman saw the opportunity and tried to escape, but a sharp object from the corner of her eyes stopped her from leaving.

She glanced at his husband, who was too busy pounding the door, yelling curses at their neighbor.

She gulped, then she grabbed her phone to create a quickly call her bestfriend, telling him to come over and help her.

Without further hesitation, she grabbed the knife, and when her husband turned back to her, Zylie screamed at him before-

Stabbing him in the chest.

Silence followed, only the sound of her husband's body dropping could be heard, she was silent, for a moment.

Then, she laughed maniacally. Her eyes wide from shock and satisfaction "I FINALLY DID IT!"

Her cheers and yells echoed their house, but then she remembered, she was not alone.

She turned to Philip, who was standing not too far away from them, fear and shock evident in his expression, eyes wide, tears falling down from them.

Zylie smiled, a psychotic smile. The kind of smile you see whenever someone is planning someone malicious or extreme. She slowly walked towards him, her gloved hands meeting his son's neck, choking him.

"Hey honey... You're not gonna tell anyone about this? A-are you?" she laughed nervously, her hands tightening around Philip's neck.

She leaned down, tilting her head with a smile "You know, Mommy will get mad if you tell anybody else," She said "You don't want Mommy ti punish you right?, RIGHT?!" She pushed Philip into the corner of the room, still choking him "YOU'RE NOT GONNA TELL ANYONE ARE YOU?!"

Philip cried, using the last of his strength to nod, her mother smiled before dropping him onto the floor, a smile plastered on her face.

"You be a good boy now." Zylie smiled as she walked out, leaving her son to suffer alone.

As she left, the back door suddenly opened, revealing the best friend, who froze at the sight of the dead body.

He then vomitted before leaving in a rush, not being able to take the sight of his former best friend's dead body.

Then, Alexander opened the door, and the sight left him frozen in fear.

There he saw a dead man, a knife in his chest. Then he saw a little boy, crying in the corner, muttering the words 'I didn't mean it' and 'I'm sorry' over and over again.

Alexander couldn't function properly, but all he could do was walk towards the body and hold the end of the knife, hesitation filled his mind whether he should pull it or not.

An officer quickly rushed towards the house, fixing his belt.

Then he quickly bursts the door open, but he stood their for a second- Shock and fear evident in his face. He told Alexander to get the knife out before grabbing a towel from one of the drawers and pressing it at the wound.

"HELP! OH MY GOD HELP PLEASE!" Zylie came gushing inside, trying to make her voice sound as desperate as possible "I-It's my h-husband! I-I--"

"That's her!" A little boy cut her off "You gotta help her!"

"Oh for crying out loud!" The officer groaned before slamming the telephone back "C'mon then, let's go finish this shit."

As they walked, Zylie thought more on how to make her plan more realistic, she hoped that her best friend arrives on time to witness her husband, pull out the knife and let the officers witness it so she could frame him for her murder.

It was a perfect plan, but she needed for it to work. She couldn't think straight, not with this kid blabbering bullshit she couldn't care less about.

"You're a prostitute?" The little kid gaped at her as they quickly walked through the hall of squatters, she wasn't offended by the slightest, although she did find it a bit rude for a kid like him.

"George! Don't say that! That's just rude!" The older, cuter teenager scolded him in surprise, smiling apologetically at the Zylie.

Zylie smiled fakingly in return, but it looked convincing enough "It's fine.. Everyone knows that," She said as she removed her gloves "Even my husband." She finished as she threw the gloves away in the pit of fire.

It was a good thing she didn't remove the gloves, that way- Her fingerprints didn't leave any marks on the knife. Being a prostitute sure has some perks when it comes to kinky outfits, might help you get away with murder as well.

"And he's okay with that?" The little kid asked again, she was beyond annoyed at this point "No, of course not."

He looked confused "Then why do you continue it?"

"Because it's the only way we could survive, without it- We would be dead by now... That's why I rarely come home nowadays, I'll only get beaten up." She tried to sound pitiful, but she was too annoyed and too overwhelmed to even act properly.

"So you let Philip suffer instead?" The little boy hissed, glaring at her.

'What's it to you? You stinkin' brat, mind your own fucking business.' She thought silently, she didn't respond, instead- She rushed towards the door and opened it, hoping things went ad planned.

But instead, she saw this.

There inside, an officer was pressing a towel into Philip's father's chest, which was bleeding so quickly, blood oozing out of it and into the stone cold floor.

Philip in the corner of the room, to horrified to move. Tears streaming down his face as he trembled in fear.

And finally, a stranger stood not too far from the victims body, a bloody knife in his hand, This wasn't supposed to happen, this wasn't in the plan. Zylie thought, What should she do now?

"A-alexander...?" The other teen whispered in fear.

Zylie was speechless. But then she realized that the teen knew him, and somehow the teen also had a connection with Philip, seeing as they were talking about him a while ago, so maybe- Maybe she could get them more involved now, they had it coming, they chose to get involved.

'Fuck, Whatever. I'll take what I can get.' She thought

So, she screamed.

"M-MURDERER!"

Days after, John André was just walking the streets of New York when a hand grabbed him from an alleyway, covering his eyes.

The silent alleyway made Zylie a bit scared, she wasn't used to doing potential threats, this was her first time, but she all had it planned out.

She steadily pointed the gun on the back of his head, used a  blindfold covered his vision, she carefully pulled her phone from her pocket and started to play the audio she recorded and edited out.

"John André." Her edited, deep voice said from her phone "The Hamilton trial, you must lose it."

"Your client Alexander Hamilton must be judged guilty," Her voice continued, she was getting nervous. What if he suddenly fights back? She wasn't strong enough "If he wins the lawsuit, if he's aquitted,"

"You're dead, Understood?"

André didn't respond, which made her anxious, so she rewinded the audio a bit.

"Understood?" She paused it. Sweat poured down her face like waterfalls, how long could she keep this up?

"You have blinded me, but I still can hear." He finally said.

Zylie held back a sigh before playing the audio again.

"Good."

Was her last words from him before she quickly dashed away, taking the blindfold with her.

She made it back to her neighborhood. She burned the blindfold at the same place she burned her gloves.

If she could pull this off, she might just get away from her previous life and start over.

But there was only one problem. Her child, she hoped her threats were enough, so she went with it.

Everything was fine until---

"IT WAS HER!"

Silence filled the courtroom, they all stood in shock as they stared at the woman who Philip was pointing at.

Zylie Robinson.

How could this happen? After everything, she worked so hard to remain innocent but her son had to ruin everything.

She gritted her teeth, she was going behind bars so might as well kill the one who caused it.

"YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!" She screamed "AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!?" She yelled yet again, officers started to go near her but they stopped when she grabbed a gun from her jacket and pointed it at his son.

It was all happening too fast, no one couldn't react quickly enough.

Well, except for one.

"I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!"

Bang.

-to be continued

merry christmas yall here's another cliffhanger as a gift, sorry im late owo

next update tomorrow, probs around the same time this was published

the next chapter is the last chapter of this arc so get ready for the next one, the Lams arc which will be filled with fluffiness and a bit of smexy-smexy action winky winky

im determined to finish this book before summer starts pray for me

any requests you guys want to see john and alex doing in the lams arc? ill choose creative ones if i find some

lams arc will only probs consist of a few chappies since i gotta rush to put CipheRehpic's OC and then the new threat and stuff, act two is gonna be angsty af, the amount of people coming in act two will result to old ones dying as well hihi

just a reminder, uhm, one of the characters im gonna kill is like, i dunno they aren't really relevant in the story but some of you really love them so yeah, dontkillmehahaha

also someone will be raised back from the dead from this or other musicals so keep am eye cause' they're gonna be a relevant threat in this story, they're gonna be the one who kills the previous character i talked about

so yeah, just wanted to say those things, and for my other Lams books, ill try to update them soon as well.

looking forward to your thoughts in the comments! sorry this was kinda long, just wanted to remind you guys that i ddnt lose passion in writing and that i will complete this book no matter what it takes, so please don't doubt on me!

sorry i also ddnt get to write any christmas specials, and i wont be able to write a new year one too buy ill make sure to draw something.

Any suggestions? What ship do you wanna see under the mistletoe? I'll draw it no matter what ship it is! Even if it's Kingbury if there's any kingbury shippers here even after everything lol, You want Lams? Sure! FranKira? If you want too then okay! Anything since it's nNew Year!

Btw, I just realized that in this book the biggest age gap was 7 years! Which was King and Seabury, Kira and Francis and another ship I forgot, just wanted to share it!

Btw really appreciate those newcomers who left really nice comments about how you liked it, really inspired me, and those who rereads this book! Tysm

Im trying to bring back my passion in writing, I was happier before. But when I stopped everything went downhill so I'm coming back guys

Sorry i was gone for.. 5 months? 4 months? I went through a lot.

Omg this is taking too long, Iloveyou to those who read this far!

It's 2:30 am now, I'll try to sleep now. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!