Hamilton x Reader Oneshots (Contined on other Account)

Thomas Jefferson x Suicidal!Reader: A Million Worlds Apart

Thinks to look out for:

(Y/N)= Your Name
(L/N)=Last Name
(F/C)=Favorite Color.
(H/C)=Hair Color
(H/L)=Hair Length
(E/C)=Eye color
(S/F/C)=Second Favorite Color
(...)=Author speaks
(F/F)=Favorite Food
(F/S)=Favorite Snack
(F/D)=Favorite Drink
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Prompt - snozburger  maybe that thomas stops reader from killing themselves :))
Au - Modern Au(?) ((Didn't Specify))
Changes - muCH ANGST
Warning - Self Harm; Suicidal Thoughts; Drug Usage; Swearing

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(Y/N)'s Pov

"W-What...?"

My eyes were wide in disbelief. My boss crossed his arms and glared at me.

"You're F-I-R-E-D."

He repeated himself. I took a few steps back and shook lightly.

"B-But.... W-Why...?"

I fearfully asked him. He glared down at me coldly.

"You can't do anything right. Look at you. Such a disgrace. You're the most useless shit to ever walk the face of earth!"

He pushed me back. The my head scraped against the corner of the desk before I hit the floor. A sharp pain grew on the top my head as tears formed in my eyes. I reached my hand back and held it over my injury. I felt a hot liquid soak my fingers before I pulled my hand back in front of me. Blood.

"Now get your shit out of this organization."

He gripped my hair harshly and pulled me back up onto my feet. I yelped as tears started to stream down my face. He glared hostilely at me as he pointed at the exit.

"Get your skinny ass out of here."

With no hesitation I obliged; grabbing all the little amount of stuff I could call mine. I scurried out of the unwelcoming building onto the busy streets of New York City. The city air splashed against my face, creating a chaotic mixture between the freezing wind and my burning tears. My breath hitched and hiccuped as tears cascaded down my cheeks. My feet turned and mindlessly ran towards my scrawny apartment.

Click.
Click.
Click.
Click.
CLACK.

The door flung open; revealing the mess of a home I had. Just like me.

Hahah... It's not funny.

I dropped everything I carried onto the floor below me. Not even bothering to close the door, I made my way over to my bathroom and kneed down to open the cabinet. I took out a first aid kit. I stood up and glanced at myself in the mirror. Bags under my eyes. Dull eyes. Messy hair. Have I looked this disgusting all day?

"....."

I looked down and opened the kit before placing it next to the sink. I pulled out the long bandages and started wrapping them around my head, covering the cut on my head. The blood soaked up against the bandages creating a red stain within it. I softly sighed and closed the kit before setting it aside and washing my hands in the sink. I eventually finished and dried them off. I turned and walked out of the bathroom and went over to the living room. I made sure to close the apartment door before sitting down on my couch. I closed my eyes breathily sighed before opening them and looking at my phone. I clicked on messages and clicked on a contact pulled up the keyboard.