Sinners and Saints: A modern HAMILTON AU

chapter 4

TW: RAPE! ABUSE! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!

John's POV: 

"John! oh my god!" Maria hugged me, while crying. "You don't deserve this!" 

I patted her back and pulled out of her embrace and almost gasped in horror. She had bruises all over her face and arms. "Maria, what have they done to you?!"

She looked at the floor in shame. "They're terrible people, Reynolds and Francis."  

"how did you end up here?" I ripped a piece of cloth off some old curtains, wrapping it around her bruised arms. 

"I was walking home from work and Reynolds pulled up beside me and told me to get in or else he would harm you and the gang. I didn't want you guys to be hurt!" she started sobbing. 

I embraced her into a hug. "we'll get out of here, I promise." 

The door suddenly flew open and Francis and Reynolds were wearing equal grins of mischief. They're practically made for each other! 

"I thin we should start with the pretty little lady." Reynolds declared. Francis nodded grinning like his face might break in half.

"Come on, Maria. We're gonna have some fun." Reynolds purred, inching toward the frightened girl.

Maria began to back into the wall, white as snow. "N-no! Don't touch me!" 

Reynolds grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. "Aw, don't be like that, babe." 

Maria started screaming and crying. "Please no! You hurt me enough!" 

Reynolds roughly started kissing and touching her.  

I couldn't stand by and have them abuse her like they did to me. I knew the consequence, but it's worth it. I launched myself at Reynolds, punching and clawing like a madman. 

Reynolds, alarmed by the sudden attack started screaming and shaking trying to get me off. "Francis! get him off me!" 

Francis yanked me off of him and kicked my knees making me collapse to the ground. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked back forcing me to look at him. 

"You really are that stupid, aren't you?" he snarled. 

"At least Maria's safe for now. Don't touch her, do whatever you want to me. I don't care just don't hurt her." 

He must've seen my begging because he nodded to Reynolds and he let   go of Maria.  

"You really do seem desperate!" Francis purred in my ear, leading me upstairs. 

I balled my fists. How could he act this cruel. 

Francis led me into a small guest bedroom and closed the door, locking it. 

Oh shit, I'm dead. 

He first started out slow, tracing his finger along my abs and ab line. "you've grown since the last time I saw you." 

I tried not to kick him right then and there but I knew what would happen. I decided to nod slowly instead. 

He seemed unsatisfied so he pushed me onto the bed and went to the next level. He slips my shirt off and starts tracing my upper packs. 

I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping the painful memories would go away or that he would get bored and leave me alone. I hate being under him. I  hate feeling his greasy hands on me. I hate everything about him. I hate being here. 

He fiddled with my belt next. I wished I was now dead. 

"P-please no!" I tried scooting away but he was tool goddamn heavy.