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Political Animals TJ Hammond

Imagine: being tasked to keep TJ on the straight and narrow on the opening of his nightclub.

TRIGGER WARNING!!

The limo pulled up to the club and TJ grinned widely. "Ready (Y/N)?" he asks.

"As I'll ever be." You reply with a smile.

You both step and and are overwhelmed with photographers. You smile and walk next to TJ.

"Just smile and wave and stall for a minute. I need to make sure everything is okay with the VIP passes." TJ murmurs into your ear before walking in. It took him three steps.

'VIP stuff my ass.' You think knowing full well that it was to make sure Sean's stuff was okay.

The photographers continue their shots as you smile and wave hi trying not to look bored. Within a few minutes you decide that if you have to wait out here another second you will go crazy or blind.

Your mind made up you enter the club as a black man wearing a grey blazer walks out. He holds the door and you thank him before you see TJ disappear around the entrance.

As you walk in you are greeted instantly by the sound of pounding bass and loud music. You scan around looking for the man you were taking care of.

"Where the hell did he go," you mutter as you walk further into the madhouse.

As you look around you see a set of stairs and a man in a very formal looking suit with those little clear  ear pieces with the spiral cord.

You push through hormonal adults and head to the stairs. "Is TJ up there?!" You shout over the music at the man.

He nods and you huff before walking up the stairs. When you get to the top your heart stops.

"What the hell!?" You ask calmly as you take in the sight of TJ snorting something you couldn't place.

TJ rolls his eyes and stands up.

"Three weeks dude! That's how long you've been clean!? And you're throwing it away, over what!? Some guy who left you. Well newsflash you aren't the only one Thomas Hammond." You screech wanting to slap him.

"You don't know shit about me. Or him." TJ says standing up becoming angry. "You can't even understand what it's like. The break up, the drugs, so don't even pretend to (Y/N). You don't know the pain I've been in my whole life. "

You raise and eyebrow at him. "They didn't tell you?" You whisper almost all hatred sapping away. "I don't know about the drugs but I know about shitty break ups and staying clean. My life sucked from a kid till now TJ. I had a mother who didn't care and left before I was potty trained. My dad tried his hardest but he died when I was thirteen. Suicide. So off I go to my aunt's house and I start high school as the freak who's dad saw death as the best option to get away from me. I was bullied day and night by people who would make it their goal to see me cry. I kept a smile on at home though because I knew my aunt would die if she knew what I went through. Wanna know the worst part? I believed every single word. I blamed myself. The amount of self hatred I had was huge. But I kept it bottled up for her sake. Senior year, the night before my graduation my aunt gets killed in a hit and run by a drunk driver. I graduate with tears in my eyes because there was no one left for me. That night I go into the bathroom and I pull out a razor."

There are tears streaming down your face has you pull the sleeves of your sweater up. Faint lines are everywhere. TJ's eyes widen.

"Luckily for me, I got into my dream college and when I graduated. Without a single day clean I got a job af this local Starbucks full time because my major was in dance and minor in musical theater. It was my aunts dream for me so that was my last hoorah to her. Second day on the job I am fully considering killing myself when this sexy man walks in and starts to flirt with me. He gives me his number and stays my whole shift ordering coffee on the hour so he could stay and chat. I fell heads over heels for him because for the first time in my life someone liked me for me. There where more dates to come, we kissed, had sex, and one night confessed our undying love. It had been five months and I was clean for the first time and that entire time. The November of last year came when I got a knock on my door and I see a pregnant woman with a wedding ring asking if my boyfriend was here. But she didn't ask like that it was, "Sorry to bother you miss but my husband said he would be here. He was meeting a friend for drinks." I confronted him of course and he told me they'd been married for three years and I cried and broke up with him of course and then I turned to my blade. I haven't been clean for months Thomas Hammond and pretty sure my life has been as shitty if not more than yours so don't pull that crap on me."

You wipe tears for your eyes before turning your full attention on the Hammond. "It may work with your brother, your mom and dad, but not with me. So you either give me the rest of your stash right now or I will make it my life goal to shut this club of yours down. You claim that this is your big break and you can go clean now? Prove it because all I see is a broken man who will become exactly what his family fears."

TJ looks at you tears in his eyes and you hold your hand out. He bites his lip before handing it over. He watches as you pull your lighter out and burn the stash in front of him.

"I'm staying right here until you are sober than we are going downstairs and you are going to prove everyone wrong."

TJ smiles tears flowing lightly down his cheeks before he pulls you in for a hug. "Thank you (Y/N)." He whispers and you hug him back.

"Don't make me give up on you too Hammond."

He laughs still holding you close. "Never."

A/N;

Sorry this was so heavy. I am currently on episode 5 of Political Animals and I thought of this imagine.

It probably sucked and when I finish the show I will make a much happier imagine for you all.