Philip POV:
I looked into the crib that was put into my parents bedroom.
"He doesn't do anything." I said.
"He will when he's older, son."
"I told you not to call me son!"
"Sorry, sorry! I just forgot, ok?"
"What's the babies name again?"
"Alexander Jr. but you can call him AJ."
"Ok I guess."
After that, I went downstairs and played with Theo. I heard my mom run outside the front door.
"I wonder where she went?" Said Theo.
"Maybe my dad knows!" I said, running back upstairs.
I ran into my dads office. He looked like he was crying behind his computer. He wiped his eyes as I walked in.
"What's wrong dad..?" I asked very quietly.
"Your A-Aunt P-Peggy is in the h-hospital, Philip." He said, his voice shaking occasionally.
I got worried. What if she's not ok!? What if- my thoughts were interrupted by my dad sobbing. I knew my dad and Aunt Peggy were close friends but I didn't think he would be this sad.
Paris POV:
I cried when I saw my mom in the hospital. She looked so sick. I hated seeing my mother like this!
"Mommy please don't go!" I said, through sobs. She looked at me and smiled but it soon faded.
"I'm willing to fight, princess, but it will be hard. I have to get worse before I get better." She said.
I hugged her to the best of my ability since she was laying down. I heard the doctor come in so I took a step away from my mom so he could do some tests.
I heard him whisper to my parents. Papa looked very sad. Just then, Aunt Eliza and Aunt Angelica ran in. They were both crying. Everyone was crying, myself included.
I couldn't hear what the doctor had said but the expression on everyone's faces made it obvious. My mom wasn't going to get better.
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PHILIP! (A Philip Hamilton Story)
Fanfiction***COMPLETE A modern Hamilton AU starting with Philip as a week old. Throughout the story, we go through Philip (and all his relatives) life and watch all the drama unfold. Growing up, causing drama, getting in trouble. Trigger Warnings: • mention...
