Philip Hamilton x George Eacker becuz I said so

Chapter Ninety Six - You Wouldn't Have Let Me Suffer Like You Did

(I suprised you guys in the last chapter, didn't I?
Also small trigger warning for talk alluding to abuse)

George stared at the woman unsure on how to react.

Yes, this was his mother. His brain was connecting her face and voice to memories he had previously forgotten.

She smiled and started to cry, and reached out to hug him.

George pushed her away.

She faltered, her arms still outstretched, but her smile fading.

"How could you?" George whispered, afraid to speak any louder.

"How could I what?" She asked, letting her hands fall to her sides.

"How could you just leave me?" George asked, a tear falling down his cheek.

"Oh, George, I did, and do, love you, but I wasn't ready for a child, and-"

"Do you know what you left me with?!" George yelled, tears now falling freely down his face.

"I left you with your Dad, who was fully capable of raising you." His mother insisted.

"I don't know what you believe, or what your shitty excuses are, because they don't fix that fact that you left your son, who thought you loved him, with a monster." George said, back to whispering.

She reached and wiped a tear of his cheek, and George let her, unable to stop her, but he still shivered with repulse under her touch.

"Don't call your Father a monster, George. Just because you two might have disagreed a bit during your childhood, doesn't mean he's a monster." She said in a motherly tone that George absolutely hated.

George said nothing.

His mother took that as a good sign, and began to speak again.

"Look how much you've grown!" She said, moving her hand to pat his shoulder. "I can't wait to catch up with you! You can tell me about your friends, and then I can bring you to meet your siblings!"

"Siblings?"

"Yes, you have a little half-sister, a little half-brother, and a even littler half-sister, and they're so excited to meet you!"

"I thought you weren't ready to have kids." George said harshly, taking her hand off his shoulder and dropping it.

"Well, when I left I wasn't, but over time, I became ready."

"Then why didn't you come back?"

She faltered.

"I know you want to fix our relationship, but it's too late, after what you left me with."

The oblivious crowd around them moved slightly, and George could suddenly see Philip, Theodosia, and Aaron Burr, like a lifeboat in a raging, black ocean, but safer than the one from the song in Heathers.

"George, I-" his mother started.

"I hate you." George interrupted her "If you had really loved me, you would have stayed, or come back sooner. You wouldn't have let me suffer like you did."

Before his mother had a chance to respond, George walked away from her.

Philip saw him coming, saw the tears in his face, and embraced him tightly. Theo and Aaron joined the hug as well.

George was glad that even though his birth family was absolute shit, that he could still find love and acceptance with the people who loved him and accepted him more than his actual family.

(In case you're confused, George's mom doesn't know that his dad abused him.)