I don't know how long I was there nor did I really care. I was engrossed in my writing, my poem.
I never did write a poem before, not in seriousness. I used to only just make little humorous ones about father burning dinner. This though, this was real.
When I set down the quill, I felt like I fell 100 meters back into reality.
I looked around the shop in a semi-daze. It was starting to get dark, was I really here for hours?!
"Jem? Josiah?" I shouted into the small space. "You two here?"
Footsteps stumbled in as two siblings popped up almost out of nowhere. "You're done! Wonderful!" Jem said, rushing to my side. I gave her a small smile and stood from my chair, smoothing my skirts.
"Would you like to take your work home?" Josiah asked as Jem extended it to me. I shook my head confidently. What I wrote today, I didn't remember. Almost didn't want to. "Put it somewhere, from anonymous please."
Josiah gave me a nod and took the page from his sister, going behind his desk. I turned to Jem and found her smiling at me.
"Thank you for putting up with me, I should be getting home," I said politely, though I didn't want to face that argument with Alexander.
"You are always welcome here, Y/N," She said, hugging me. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a thanking squeeze before letting go. I walked over to Josiah and said my polite goodbyes before heading out.
I watched as the sun started to slip under the horizon and estimated I had 15 minutes before it got dark. I should make it!
I kept a fast pace as I wove through closing shops and markets, getting yelled at if I accidentally got in the way. I almost missed city life.
I made it home without any trouble. I rushed up the inn steps, hesitating once I got to my door.
Alexander would be furious, wouldn't he? I prayed a silent prayer to the saints that he wouldn't before I turned the knob.
"Alexander?" I said quietly. I heard shuffling before a disheveled Alexander peered into the room. His ginger hair was a mess and his violet eyes were red with distress.
"Y/N," He breathed. At the sound of his voice, all of the awful things I said slammed back into my memory and I stepped back.
He watched me with careful analysis and I knew what he was thinking: friend or foe?
"I'm so sorry I said all of those things," I blurted. "You aren't an awful partner or husband or whatever we are. I didn't mean any of it."
He finally stepped into my full view as his expression softened. "You're right, I shouldn't have led so many of you on and been unfaithful. I won't do that to you, Y/N. I promise."
I wiped my eyes and stepped towards him carefully. An invitation for a forgiving hug.
He immediately went to me and wrapped his strong arms around me. I melted in his embrace and felt tears fall. "I thought you left town," He mumbled into my head. I shook my head, whispering, "Never without you."
"I promise I won't hurt you Y/N. You're the one for me and I'd rather die that hurt you. I love you too much to hurt you."
I love you.
The words rang in my head like a dizzying circus of thoughts. I never thought I'd here those from him.
"I love you too, Alexander," I said into his chest. I felt him sag with relief and I angled my head to see his face. Those bright violet eyes burned into me like wildflowers. Promise laid within them.
I gently pressed a kiss onto his lips and I felt him pull me closer. I kiss him again before kissing his nose, stepping back. "I'm exhausted, are you ready for bed?" I asked quietly. He gave me a small nod and I peeled away, heading for the restroom.
I quickly got into my night gown and let my hair loose. I splashed my face with the cold water before heading back into the bedroom. I found Alexander curled in the blankets, already asleep.
I smiled slightly and stared getting the room ready for the night. I turned off the lamps and locked the doors and one window.
I looked at Alexander, calm and asleep. A single line from my poem bloomed into my memory.
Every restless night away from you,
Made the next day wash all my pain away
too.I crawled into bed with him and turned my back to him. In moments, I felt Alexander's body encompass mine. Every possible nightmare I might have melted away at his touch.
Within moments, I fell into a peaceful sleep.
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The World Is Our Stage - Alexander Hamilton x reader - SEQUEL
FanfictionTHIS IS THE SEQUEL TO "Shy From The Spotlight - Alexander Hamilton x reader" SO PLEASE READ THAT FIRST! Thank you. * * After going on the run with Alexander, Y/N finds that there's more to the world, and the...