Philip Hamilton x George Eacker becuz I said so

Chapter Thirteen - Homophobic Fathers

(Trigger Warning for abuse and homophobia)

George's Father had started beating him two months before his 7th birthday.

He had been drunk at the time, and emotional, and had apologized the next morning when he was sober, but he had still hitten George across the face.
His Father had said it would never happen again, but he lied. He didn't stop.

Almost 11 years had passed since the first beating, and over time they had only got worse. George had scars to prove it.

Between seven years old and twelve the beatings hadn't been to bad. They hurt, but George managed. He covered up the bruises and went on with life, assuming this was how every parent treated their children. The beatings were manageable, until George entered 7th grade.

In 7th grade a lot of things changed for George. He befriended G and G's friends, he started to grow faster, he started to care a lot more about his grades, and he started to want to join the football team when he entered highschool. But the most important change was when George realized that guys were, actually, pretty cute.

George had been sitting at the lunch table with G, Eston, and Richard just after spring break when George first noticed Philip.

Sure, George had known Philip before that moment, they used to play together sometimes in kindergarten, but something about Philip had changed.

Someone had told George earlier that day that Philip and Frances had gone to the Caribbean for Spring break, and the sun shone so much there that the twins' freckles looked like someone had dotted them all over with black marker.

But something else had changed about Philip. His smiled seemed bigger, and his eyes seemed to shine brighter, and seemed to always be fighting the urge to sing or dance.

Something about the change in Philip struck a chord in George's heart.

George raced home after that school day to tell his Father about how cute Philip had looked. George hadn't expected his Father to react the way he did.

George's Father had hit him and called him a 'faggot'. He had screamed about how George was sinning, and he would go to Hell if he thought about other boys like that.

George cried that night and thought about how his Father wouldn't have beat him if his mother hadn't left. Then he cleaned his bloody lip, and was careful not to talk about cute boys in front of his father ever again.

Time passed, and with help from the internet, George figured out he was gay. Time passed and he told the football team, who excepted him with with open arms. Time passed, but George never seemed to be able to get over Philip.

And now George was here, watching Barbie on Netflix while Philip ranted about he hated the doll and her "perfect fucking life".

But all the memories came rushing back when Philip stopped in the middle of his rant, cocked his head to the side, and asked "Hey, George, why did you say my dads were fags? You don't seem to actually be homophobic."

And for a moment, George was tempted to tell Philip everything, all the way back to when his Mom left, all the way to the moment they were in, but he had only known Philip for a week, and telling him everything was a bit much.

So George told him just a little bit. He told Philip that he was gay, and that his Father was homophobic, and that he was afraid his father would do something bad to him if his Father ever found out.

And Philip hugged him tightly, and George hugged Philip back.

(Ayy, I don't actually know what was going on in this chapter, I just wanted to talk a bit more about George's dad.)