Hamilton OneShots

Bullied ~ Pheacker? Kinda...

OKAY SO I HAVE RETURNED FROM MY ABSENCE!

I would like to apologize for not writing anything new for over a week, I've been busy with school and other things. But I am back now, so expect more frequent updates. Above all I just didn't know what to write, I have some requests that I need to do. But I didn't want to be putting out shitty content, for example, this is the third time I've tried writing this story. But I'm finally writing more. Again, I apologize for my absence, please forgive me, but I want to make sure I'm putting out stories that I like and that I think are worth your time. - Savannah (aka... the author)

Philip Hamilton. Most teachers had a fondness for the freckled, curly-haired boy. He was a smart kid with a loud mouth. During class debates he was much like his father, bringing up brilliant points in a persuasive and direct manner. But one thing he was known for was his temper he had inherited from his father.

But one day during class, a boy named George Eacker had the audacity to call out the actions of Philip's father Alexander Hamilton. Philip's temper got the better of him and he lashed out, challenging Eacker to a fight which he lost. Ever since then, Eacker has been bullying him, calling him "weak" and "useless". Though his words never drew Philip to self-harm, they always left him crying himself to sleep.

All he had wanted to do was defend his father's name. The bullying was constant, at lunch, after school, during class. Eacker didn't stop...

"George please leave me alone," Philip cried as he was forced to his knees by Eacker's friends.

"No, you are my stress and anger relief, I'll do what I want Hamilton," Eacker replied with venom.

A grin appeared on Eacker's face, he walked up to Philip and raised his hand, slapping him harshly. The frightened boy fell to the ground and cried out as he endured the painful kicks that didn't stop until he was coughing up blood. That's when Eacker stopped.

"You're lucky I have mercy."

Eacker turned on his heel and walked away with his friends, Philip lay there, wanting nothing more than to die. Philip wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up, beginning his walk home. He got inside and knew it was time to speak. He was done with the taunts and the hits. Carefully, he opened the door to Alexander's office and peeked in.

"Hey dad? Do you uhh have a minute?"

Alexander looked up and pushed away from his desk

"Yes son, I can spare a moment of my time. What's up?"

Philip walked in and closed the door, he explained everything, the debate, the fight, the bullying.

"Son how long has this been happening?"

"Two months..."

"This ends now Philip. Stay home tomorrow, I'll write a letter to the school and Eacker's parents, and I'll personally see to it that this stops."

Philip knew these letters would be strongly worded. Alexander was known for speaking his mind.

~Time skip~

After delivering the letters, the school got involved and Eacker was expelled. Philip was happy, he was safe at school now. Until he got a single text from Eacker.

Kill yourself Hamilton, or I'll see to it that one day your father doesn't come home from work.

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Okay there it is... I know it might be trash, but I wrote it during class today so... hope you enjoyed. Anyway, I'll have more stories up soon. Have a wonderful day or night. BYEEE