How The World Works Chapter 13
We rode around for a while, looking for Faith and Alex, but they were nowhere to be found. Although, I found apart of the lake I had never seen before. They wouldn’t have gone down there, would they? I decided to take the risk, and made my way across the unusually choppy water. There were a lot more bumps along the way, and I felt Laf tightening his hold around my waist, probably as nervous as I was about this. I went about 20mph along the waters, which is much slower than my usual 50mph. Although, it wasn’t enough, because I tried turning at a sharp, sudden edge, and I didn’t notice until it was too late that we were flipping. I yelped as I entered the freezing water. For a moment, I couldn’t tell which way was up and which was down, until I saw a light coming from a different direction, and a panicked voice coming from it, as well. I swam as fast as I could, black dots filling my vision, but I managed to get to the surface, just in time. I gasped, coughing out some water, noticing that Laf had been calling me.
“(Y/N), mon ami! Are you alright?!” He asked, concern lacing his voice. He swam towards me, placing a hand on my shoulder and scanning me over.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just wasn’t ready for that.” I replied, shooting him a reassuring smile. “Now, there’s a beach over there.” I pointed to a beach, not even 30 feet away. “Go swim over there and I’ll try to get the water out of the engine.” I carefully got back on the jetski, making sure not to put too much weight on one side, and started it up. Well, tried to at least. It took me 3 or 4 times before it actually worked. However, as I rode around, trying to empty the water, I noticed that it was tipping again and I jumped off, prepared this time. “Fuck…” I cursed under my breath, climbing back on again. I tried again, and soon enough the water was pretty much completely emptied. (A/N: For those of you who don’t know how this works, there are a certain brand of jetskis that shoot water out the back, that comes from the engine. Just a clarification) I sighed in relief and parked it by the beach. Although, the moment I walked onto the beach, I could hear yelling coming from behind some of the trees. I looked at Laf, who also had noticed it. We began sneaking over, only until I recognized the voices.
Faith and Alex?
“You. Barely. Know. Her! Welcome to the 21st century! Here, it takes more than a couple weeks to know someone enough to be their friend, let alone date them! You don’t know her! You don’t know what makes her happy! You don’t know what topics to hold back on and you wouldn’t care anyway! Your words mean as much your ideas: jack-shit!” Faith shouted, their voice becoming clearer as we got closer.
“I’m trying!” Alex retorted, “I know I’m not accustomed yet and I’m trying! I can’t help that I love her! That isn’t my fault!” Wait, was he talking about me? Faith was right? I thought they were just being paranoid… My heartbeat had become as loud as the yelling at this point, thumping in my ears.
There was a pause, Faith probably was as shocked as I was. However, it didn’t last long before their demeanor changed completely. They went from being heated and anger-ridden to icy-cold. “Stay away from her. I mean it.”
I walked forward a bit more, catching up to Laf. He pointed a bit to the left, only then did I see them, and boy, did they look angry.
“Or what?!” Alex yelled, walking towards them, “She is an adult! We both are! She doesn’t need you to baby her and stop her from living her life!” Faith wasn’t babying me, were they? No. They wouldn’t do that, I know them.
“Are you really an adult?! You’re a corpse that’s been given an undeserved second chance! You wasted the entirety of your marriage on either ignoring your wife and child, cheating on her, or flirting with Laurens! I am her best friend: I’m here to take her on spontaneous adventures and be a crap influence, but I’m also here ward off jerks that she doesn’t see the problem in yet! You are an arrogant, loud-mouthed cheater. You are low-tempered and irresponsible! She can live her life however the hell she wants, but I refuse to let it be with some jerk that FALLS IN LOVE in like a WEEK!” Faith screamed, making me jump. I began walking towards them, hoping to intervene, but Laf held me back, probably to stop even more chaos from ensuing.
“Maybe you’re right! Maybe I don’t deserve this, but I’m sure as hell not letting it go to waste! And you’re right about being a crap influence! A normal friend would be happy they’re falling in love! Another thing, how the fuck are my mistakes affecting YOU to the point where you feel the need to harass me?! They were 200 years ago! I would know, I was there! I’m trying me best to fix it!!!”
“HARASSING YOU?! Seriously?! You are a figure in history, a man who fought in a war and somehow didn’t die of disease, let alone the guns, and you’re getting pissy over a failing college student saying you’re not good enough for their best friend?! How petty are you?! Moreover, how the hell is getting with ANOTHER GIRL going to fix ANYTHING?! I’m a bad influence in the sense of telling her we should drive up to Wyoming for a few days, me not being happy that she’s falling in love with someone who is so untruthful that he couldn’t even tell the truth about getting his own SON KILLED is being a good friend!” I gasped, not realizing the tears gathering in my eyes. They were going too far. They always had anger issues, but I thought they were getting better about handling them. Guess I was wrong…
“DON’T YOU DARE BRING MY SON INTO THIS! You don’t know me! You don’t know what I’ve been through! My mistakes DONT AFFECT YOU! This isn’t any of your fucking business! She doesn’t need you! You are just getting in the way of her living her life! How about you fuck right off before you ruin her life anymore than you already have?!” I held back a sob, as Laf began whispering comforting things, although not understandable as they were in French, and rubbing my shoulder.
“Alexander Hamilton, born January 11, 1757 in Charlestown Nevis. Your father abandoned you when you were ten years old, your mother died when you were twelve, all this from a single Wikipedia search, I know everything about you.” Faith stepped forward. I was expecting them to be fuming, but they were icy-cold. That scared me even more. “the difference between you and I; you don’t know me, you can’t know me, and you don’t know her. You’re not special here, you’re an angry blogger who thinks he is better than everyone else, if I’m ruining her life, so be it, although I find it hilarious that you know anything about how I have supposedly already ruined her life when you don’t even know her birthday, her middle name, Hell, what she majors in! You. Don’t. Know. Her. You loving her is proof enough that you don’t deserve her, just like you didn’t deserve Eliza, you didn’t deserve Philip, and you didn’t deserve Maria, you take advantage of people because you can’t take the time to get to know anyone, you assume that they will be all over you, and then you screw them over, I will not allow you to do the same to y/n.” It seemed like they were going to walk away. God, I hope they were going to walk away. However, they turned around and punched Alex with all their might in his diaphragm, something I taught them to do in a sticky situation. He fell back, hitting his head on one of the rocks. I yelped, Laf tightening his hold on me. “Your son deserved a Father, not an asshole who liked to play house when he wasn’t sleeping around with his mistresses.” They said in a frozen whisper, sending chills up my spine, making the tears flowing down my face even colder than they once were. They stormed off, getting on their jet-ski and leaving.
Laf loosened his grip and I took the opportunity to run to Alex, who was desperately trying to catch his breath on the ground. I kneeled down next to him, placing a hand on his back. He jumped for a second, relaxing when he saw it was me.
“Are you okay?? God, Alex, I’m so sorry I didn’t come over sooner. I couldn’t-”
“I’m okay, really.” He started, out of breath, then he started coughing. He sat up and continued coughing for a moment.
“Yeah, you’re definitely fine. Let’s get back, huh?” I asked, helping Alex to his feet, along with Laf.
“(Y/N), are we all going to fit on there?” Laf questioned, as we approached the beach.
“No clue, but we can sure as hell try.” I replied, climbing onto the front, holding out a hand for whoever would climb on after me, who ended up being Alex. After Laf squeezed on, we all scooted as forward as possible. We actually fit better than I thought we would. I took off, smirking when Alex gripped my waist much tighter than before. I made sure to go slow, and not to make any hard turns. Luckily, nothing happened and we managed to make it back to our bit of the beach without any mishaps. I made a beeline for the campsite, where I knew they would be. As expected, they were there.
I stormed up to Faith, Alex and Laf following close behind. “FAITH!” I shouted, my anger getting the best of me. “What the fuck were you thinking?!” I said as I got their attention.
Faith turned around, their eyes falling on Alex and I, muttering a quiet “crap” before crossing their arms and huffing, “I was thinking that I had to do something.” They said, simply.
“You didn’t have to do anything! That isn’t your job! I am able to make my own decisions, y'know?!” I replied, getting even madder that they acted like this was common-sense.
“Yes, you are, I have not once denied that, however that doesn’t mean it’s always the right decision!” They replied, already getting a bit heated “I can’t believe you’re freaking out that I don’t think that the ancient guy who is known for having cheated on his wife isn’t a good match for you!”
“That isn’t even it! You have been at his throat of weeks now, no matter how hard he tries to fix his mistakes!” I exclaimed, exasperated. “Hell, Faith, you just socked him and left him on a beach in the middle of nowhere! A little bit inhumane, don’t you think?!” I hissed.
“Don’t Be dramatic, it wasn’t the middle of nowhere, he could easily have found his way back to camp, and as unbiased as your opinions are-“ they started sarcastically “his ‘mistakes’ are the kind of mistakes that ruin innocent people. Y/n he didn’t appreciate his wife enough to even stay loyal to her, excuse me if I don’t exactly trust him.” They snapped back, sneering.
“‘Unbiased’??? What the fuck is that supposed to mean, huh?!” I mocked their sarcasm. “I’m just stating the facts. 'Innocent?!” I demanded, sarcastically. “You’re acting like I’m a 6-year-old! I know what I’m signing up for, I know what I’m doing!!”
“Do you!? Are you sure!? You’ve been all over his before-the-wheel flirting since he’s gotten here! Have you actually stopped to consider the circumstances!? What happens when the years catch up to them or they go back to their own time!? Have you even begun to think about that!? Why do you think I’ve completely shied away from anything other than glances with Frenchie!? I am trying to keep you from getting attached to someone who one isn’t good for you and two; I don’t know if he will be here for as long as you want him! We don’t even know how he got here in the first place let alone when or if he’ll go back!” They yelled, all sarcasm gone.
“Glances?! That’s what you’re calling them now?! You two flirt obliviously back and forth, like nobodies business! You are just as emotionally invested in these boys as I am, so stop acting like you’re any better than me, in this situation, because you’re not!!” I shouted, stepping forward. “I understand you’re trying to protect me, but this has gone too damn far, Faith! It isn’t any of your business, anymore!”
For a moment they said nothing, their glare smoldering “How is this not my business!? You made it my business, if you didn’t want me invested in any of this you shouldn’t have brought me into it! Not once have I ever claimed to be better than anyone! What’s gone too far is this dumb infatuation you have and the fact that you can’t see that it’s not going to work!”
“It doesn’t look like they’re going home, any time soon, does it?! And he’s trying to fix his mistakes! If he loves me, that’s perfectly fine, because- y'know what?! Fuck it!” I stormed over to Alex, grabbed him by his t-shirt collar, and pulled him into a kiss. Sparks shot throughout my body and the butterflies in my stomach returned.
He was shocked at first, but then he started to kiss me back, placing a hand on my cheek. We went on for a moment, before I pulled away. “Because, I fell for him too. How do you not get it?” I asked, in a smaller voice this time. Faith opened their mouth to say something, but stormed off into their tent. I sighed, tears gathering again as I truly hated fighting with them. I sat down, leaning on a tree, and put my head in my hands. This was supposed to be a trip to have fun and to get rid of stress, not add to it. It was only a moment before a heard someone kneel in front of me, take my hands and wipe the tears from my eyes. I looked up to see it was only Alex. He sent me a sympathetic smile, and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
“I’m sorry, (Y/N).” He apologized, the smile fading into a frown. He didn’t need to specify what for, as everyone knew.
I was quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say. Eventually, I replied, “It isn’t your fault, Alex. You’re fixing your mistakes. Faith just doesn’t see that yet. Give them time, hun. They’ll come around eventually.” His eyes lit up, and the smile returned.
“Thank you, really.” He said, genuinely.
“No problem, Lexi.” I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.