The truth
“So what’s the exchange?” Alexa sparks during breakfast the next morning.
Thomas slams his hands on the table. “I knew you were listening!”
Alexandra shook her head. “No, I used your phone to intercept the phone signal to overhear James’s call.”
“You looked through my texts, didn’t you?”
“Let me have this.”
Thomas chuckles and kisses Alexa.
She hums into the kiss, savoring the taste of coffee and a hint of something distinctly Thomas.
“Ok, I have to do shit so I’ll be in the library,” Thomas says, standing up.
Alexa nods and allows him to leave.
The second he leaves, Alexa races up to his office.
She realized if George knew Thomas as a kid, then she must have too.
They must have met when she was around 15.
Why she couldn’t remember him, only heaven knows.
She tears open several files, being sure to place them back decently.
Finally, near the bottom she sees a closed case but it was only openable by a key.
Alexa pulls out her messy bun and quickly uses her bobby pin to pop open the lock.
She gingerly picks up the file and sees several pictures.
Most of them had Thomas as a kid in them.
Alexandra had to try not to laugh.
Thomas looked so thin and lanky as a 15 year old.
But Alexandra could attest that he had grown very nicely now that he was 22.
Alexandra squints at the girl next to him and feels the breath leave her body once she recognizes who it is.
It was….her?
“She was my best friend as a kid,” A voice remarks.
Alexa jolts to see an amused Thomas standing over her.
“You don’t know who she is?” Alexa asks.
Thomas gives a bittersweet smile. “No. She got stuck in a car accident because of me. I was teaching her to drive and she swerved after I dropped my water on her because we were laughing. I broke my arms, fractured my leg, and split open my skull with some bruised ribs. I was temporarily amnesic in a really weird way. I couldn’t remember her at all but I could remember everything and everyone else. The pictures of us got locked away. After that, I’m not sure what happened to her.”
Alexa feels a lump in her throat. “Did you and my dad actually have a fallout or did he just stop talking to you?”
Thomas frowns. “Well, we were actually close for a while, but then he seemed to look at me differently one day when I turned 20 and we just ended up splitting. I decided I wanted to start my own gang since Washington kept dissing me.”
Alexandra wants to cry.
She and Thomas were the same age, so she knew what was happening that day George started hating Thomas.
Flashback to when Alexandra was 20
Alexandra was peaking over the railing to listen to George and Martha.
“….the guy that got her in the accident!”
“You cannot hate him because of something they did as kids, George!”
“She almost died. Her rib pierced her lung and the other collapsed! How the hell can I forgive him?”
“George, I cannot believe-”
Alexandra chooses that moment to come down the stairs.
George and Martha give her one look and silence.
They wouldn’t talk to each other for a week and that’s when the infamous rivalry of Thomas Jefferson and George Washington started.
Current Day
She also had gotten that weird amnesia.
She forgot Thomas.
George remembered and didn’t tell her.
Thomas knew her.
They were best friends.
What the hell was happening?