Hamilton: The Side Stories

"you're Leaving!?" pt 2

Lafayettes pov

I stand by Thomas's door, I was just bringing him his lunch. I didn't mean to hear...

I start to tear up as I walk back to my room.

He can't be going back to France, he just got back. Who knows how long he'll be gone?

I can't lose him again; I just can't!...

Why would he even want to go back, our parents were assholes!

There's no way I'm letting him leave

Not again...

*lmao flashback time baby! grab some popcorn. Its finna get good!*

I heard mom call me and Thomas's names as I was trying to catch up to Thomas, who was already pretty high up in our favorite tree.

It's pretty hard to climb a tree in a dress, but I manage.

"Mary, Thomas. Get in this house right now!" I hear mom yell.

Thomas looks down at me and has a worried look on his face as he comes down for the tree

"hurry up!" I whisper to Thomas; Thomas sticks out his tongue and jumps down from the tree.

He grabs my arm and pulls me inside the house. "Yes, mother?" Thomas says as he enters the living room

I felt the energy change as we entered the living room; Dad was sitting on the other side of the room while Mom was sitting near the front door.

Mom started to speak, "Me and your father got a divorce." Her voice was serious and cold.

I looked confused, but Thomas looked shocked; he obviously knew more than I did. "Y-you can't get a divorce; it's not fair!" Thomas yelled, he looked like he was about to cry.

"she said 'got' sweetheart, it's already been done.." Dad's voice was low and he sounded heartbroken

Thomas hugged me tight, I couldn't understand what was going on, but it was making me sad.

I started to cry along with Thomas before my mom pulled me out of Thomas's grasp.

"I'm taking our daughter, and I'm leaving," she said; Dad quickly stood up from the chair he was sitting in and started to yell, "Marquis is a boy, Jane, and you know it!"

My mom let go of my arm and started to yell back at my dad. Thomas urgently grabbed my hand and went out the back door, but I could still hear. They were being too loud.

"you know I didn't want two boys, Michel!" I heard something crash to the floor before Dad started to yell louder.

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU TREAT OUR SON LIKE A GIRL HIS WHOLE LIFE, JANE." I heard Mom storm out the back door and slam the door.

Thomas took off his necklace and put it around my neck, he hugged me tight and looked me in the eyes with tears rolling down his cheeks

"as long as you wear this necklace, I'll always know where to find you, ok?" his voice was breaking as he let me go.

Mom grabbed my arm and started to pull me away. "Thomas!" I screamed, I didn't wanna leave him.

"I'll find you, I promise!" Thomas said it French so mom couldn't understand him.

Dad started to pull Thomas into the house; Thomas looked back at me as I got farther away from him. He smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile. Definitely not...