Tomorrow there'll be more of us- (lams fanfic) (Completed)

Chapter 4 - George King

(3rd POV)

It had been a couple of weeks since Alexander arrived at kings, he had become pretty close with his room mates; in particular John Laurens.

(Time skip)

(John's POV)

Laurens ran as fast as he could, tears streaming down his face he burst into his dorm

"YOU CAN'T COME IN HERE!" He yelled as loud as he could.

George King strolled in a wicked smile on his face he approached John who was shuffling back towards the wall

"You have nowhere to go now." He said with a wicked grin.

With the first kick John retreated into a ball on the floor - defenceless, George kept going, john wasn't sure exactly what he was doing he just knew it hurt - a lot.

After George king finally left John sat up, his teal t-shirt stained with blood and wet with tears, he frowned, he had let George beat him up again. John was the opposite of a violent person - always kind to everyone - he had sworn he'd only fight if one of his friends was in danger however times like these made him wish he was less passive. Shifting a bit John realise it would be smarter if he just stayed where he was.

Later Hercules walked into the dorm with the others

"Laurens! Oh my god! Again?" He exclaimed

"Was it George King?" Lafayette said sympathetically crouching down next to John (even the quiet Aaron buur was engaged in helping John.) John nodded somehow his friends seeing him in pain made him start crying again.

"Homophobic basterd!" Aaron mumbled

Alex sat down and stroked John's battered cheek

"Who did you say did this Laf?"

"George King.' Lafayette growled

"We should report it!"

"Can't." John murmured

"Why not?"

"His dad owns the school." Hercules answered

"Washington's son?" Alex asked confused

"No. Washington has a higher up." Said John still leaning against the wall

"Oh ok. Come on John lets get you cleaned up. What hurts?" Alexander sympathised

"Everything." John mumbled

"In particular?" 

"My face and my chest."

"Ok well, I doubt that any things Brocken, you have a some cuts and bruises - maybe some bruised ribs - your gonna have a black eye." Alex stated.

"Hey Alex your pretty good at this medical stuff." Hercules said

"Ha I guess I am." Alex smiled.

Hamilton helped John up, and hugged him slightly. John blushed when he hugged him, if it took being beat up to get a hug so be it. Alex helped John down onto his bed a started trying to treat laurens. Suddenly all of John's pain went away just seeing Alexander help him melted his heart.