The Cabinet Meeting | Thomas Jefferson x reader

Chapter 10

Astrids POV

I sat next to John and Hercules as i pushed the food around on my plate, Everyone was celebrating the two year end of the revolution. Everyone was engaged in convocation as i sat their, small tear drops escaping my eyes. I wiped my eyes and felt someone staring at me. I looked up to see john, a worried expression on his face. As i caught him, he flashes his goofy, toothy smile at me and gave a quick, small smile.

I went back to my thoughts, looking away from everyone. I excused myself from the table and walked into the bathroom, As i stepped into the large room, i locked the door carefully and sat on the side of the bath, inspecting the metal frame. I took a second to collect myself before standing up and looking at myself in the big mirror.

Tear tracks ran down my face, and my eyes were puffy. I splashed water on my face to get rid of it. I looked up and dried my face. My face looked perfectly fine now, No sense of sadness in sight. I smiled, and straighten my shirt. I didn't dare start wearing dresses after the revolution, it would destroy the respect i had built up for myself. I unlocked the door and went straight for our rounded table.

I sat down and took a sip of my whiskey, wincing as the strong liquid slid down my throat, making it burn in rage. I bit my tongue and downed the rest of it, earing a few stares from Eliza, Laf and Alex. I was never a proper drinker, but it was a horrific day, and i couldn't care less. I balled my fists as my throat burned with anger, rage and annoyance. It itched, and i couldn't do anything about it. A voice addressing me knocked me out my thoughts.

''Astro.. Why are you being so.. Alexander how do you say?'' He said, calling me my childhood nickname. I looked at Alex to see what he was going to say, and he thought carefully.

''Depressed, Lafayette, that's the word.' Alex said, smiling at him. Lafayette scowled at the younger man as a lock of brown hair settled on his forehead. He was my best friend, but i never properly told him about my parents.

''Yes that!'' He said, returning to his usual self. I looked down as i earnt quite a few stares from everyone. Were my shoes always this shiny? Why did my shoelaces look black under the table when they were brown? I muttered a small, I don't know, and then looked up. Alex's eyes widened, then softened. He knew why i was upset now.

''her step-mother died 15 years ago today..'' He said, recalling when i first told him about it. As everyone shared their ohs, and silence rained upon us. John under the table held my hand, and i looked at him. He nodded and i gave him a small smile. I relived the moment every time i had a nightmare. It was worse in the revolution. Every night id wake up to lafayette shaking me awake, tear tracks running down my face, aswell as my voice hoarse from my screaming. This caused me to remember the nightmare like yesterday.

I walked into the small living room and I walked over to my mothers side, and checked her temrature. She was burning up aswell. I placed another peice of thick clothing on her head, and watched as a droplet of water dripped down the side of her head. She smiled at me sadly and gripped my hands.

''Im so sorry my darling saviour.. But im afraid my days are almost over. Ill cant make sure nothing happens to you.. please. Look out for father for me.. I love you......'' She said, putting her hand on my cheek. Tears escaping my eyes fell onto her face. She took her last breath and her chest stops its usual rising and dropping as i scream out in tears. My father knew, but he never cried, he never grieved. Thats what hurt me most. I still held it against him as much as i loved him. I was seven then.

I missed my mother so much, father never grieved because he never really had a relationship with her. But I did, I greived for so long, I'm just coming out of it myself. I looked at Alex who was clapping infront of Me.

"Are you even listening?" He asked as mock anger settled in his face. I nodded but he gave me a your lying look. I grumbled something and he sighed, intertwining his hands with eliza on the table. I longed for something like that. The feeling of love, the feeling of being secure. We finished up our meal, and left. I walked along the sidewalk, beside alexander as him and eliza still securely kept their hands locked.

I stared at there hands, and alex clicked his fingers infront of my eyes once more, a worried look on his face. I'd been out of it for awhile according to him, but im just busy, seeing as washington wants me involved more with americas upbringing. I sighed and Rubbed my face with my hands, pushing away the tiredness i'd been feeling and looked at him.

''Me and Washington want you at the first cabinet meeting, its Jeffersons meeting as Sectary of state, we need a new national bank, but jefferson wont agree. We have to get this done. Jefferson cannot get away with this, washington put me in charge. not him.'' Alex growled and i nodded. I had to be their, even if it meant watching my brother being absolutely destroyed by a certain secretary of state. 

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