A crap ton of (mostly) lams one shots

Mr. John Laurens

Alex POV

It's been 3 weeks without my family. I didn't realize how much I depended on them for my sanity. Eliza would be back in a couple of weeks, Angelica and the kids will come back later so they can get to know their aunt better.

I heard a knock on the door so I went to go answer it. The man standing there had a beautiful freckled face and gorgeous Grey (I think its grey I couldn't see his eye color clearly) eyes. He was wearing a red jacket and black skinny jeans. I could tell that he had brown curly hair even though it was pulled back into a pony tail.

"I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I had no where else to go. My father is beating me so I ran away." He pleaded "May I come in? I won't stay its just.. well.. never mind."

With a closer look I saw scars on his neck and a bruise forming on his jaw.

"What? Oh. yeah of course come in come in." I replied flustered at his beauty. He came in and sat on the couch. 

I was in a trance and completely forgot about Eliza and the kids and said;

"well, you know, the uh the bed is comfier upstairs." He understood what I was saying and started his slow walk up the stairs. His hips swaying with every step he took

* le time skip over le sin*

I awoke the next morning feeling better than I had in weeks. I turned over in the bed and remembered why. 

What have I done. I cursed myself in my head. You have a wife. kids. an amazing family. and you just threw it all into the trash. I decided to do the only thing I knew how. Write.

I got up and went to my desk, the man still sleeping, and wrote.

My Dear Eliza

I have done something horrible and I hope, you will be able to forgive me...