Description
*A Pheaker Story* It was 6 years ago that George Eacker, the best friend of Philip Hamilton was kidnapped. Philip had been the last one to see Eacker, who was 12 at the time of the event. George had left Philip's home around 10pm after they finished watching Friday the 13th, since the date was Friday the 13th and the two deemed the coincidence hilarious. But after George disappeared it was no longer funny. His parents were broken and after 4 years of George being missing skipped town. George's friends began to give up hope with Frances insisting he was gone. Only Philip was able to hold on to the hope that George was still alive and would come back to him. But it had been 6 years... how much longer could Philip keep his hope? It was then at 18, his senior year in high school, George Eacker just shows up again. Everyone tries to question the sweet humorous man they once knew and referred to as Georgie, but things had changed. Eacker was now a quiet man barely speaking unless doing so was needed. He preferred to be called Eacker. He always wore a long black jacket and whenever someone tried to follow him they'd loose him once he enters the woods. Philip misses his best friend and wants to find out what the hell was wrong with him?! Because something was wrong... something was very wrong indeed... Philip begins digging deeper into George's life and upon almost being snatched one night himself begins to think maybe George hadn't actually been let go. Philip is scared of the things that go bump in the dark and George who had been trying to keep his friends out of harms way found his best friend now mixed up in the drama. George must protect Phillip now before he suffers the same fate as George... or worse... Philip Hamilton and George Eacker A Hamilton fanfiction The best friends Warning if you are easily triggered by possible gore or trauma you may want to avoid this story. I will add more warnings as they come up.
Where it all began
