Valley Forge (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

8

A week of bed rest and my foot has not shown any signs of recovery. The doctor was supposed to come today to give me the results on my foot. Before the doctor even came I knew the answer "wait another week" so when I heard those expected words it didn't affect me much.
     This was the longest week I have ever experience and the next was going to be longer. Alexander stayed with me but he was always writing. Non-stop writing which I didn't mind it just means I can sneak out the house more without him. It feels like I'm imprisoned in his house.
     Every time I wanted to leave he had to come with me. In case I fall...which never even happened. So whenever I saw him writing or reading I would quietly leave for an hour or two. He has caught me once or twice but not often. He is always caught up in his reading or writing to notice if I'm gone.
      After, the doctor left Alexander went straight to his study room as always. I ate the breakfast he had made me in silence when I hear a booming, pounding on the front door. I got up slowly making my way to the door. Alexander hadn't come out of his study so I was alone with the pounding door.
     I open the door slowly revealing a tall overpowering man. I freeze as his simpler features scream at me. My heart pounds out of my chest when he hisses "How dare you leave France, Alaska," I don't respond, I'm paralyzed with fear.
    "Alaska!" He screams at me for an answer. I stutter out small words that I don't fully understand.
    "Don't stutter," He spits at me.
    "Sorry Noel," I say quietly. I hear someone behind me who I assume is Alexander.
    "You are sleeping at a man's house!" he notes in a horrible tone.
    "yes, and who may you be? Screaming at my dearest friend," Alexander says. "Friends" wow okay ouch. I mean we aren't dating but friend doesn't for me describe our relationship. I mean what else would he call me though? Oh, my God, this is not the time to be worrying about this. I say snapping myself out of my thoughts.
     "I am her father," He says coldly.
     "You are not my father! I state.
     "Legally I am you brat!" He says as he raises his voice.
     "A father doesn't take care of their daughter like a slave!" I say raising my voice with his.
     "Most orphans don't act like spoiled brats!" He yells.
     "How was I a spoiled brat?" I yell back at him.
     "You complained, always spent my money, and went to the police!" He yells.
     "I complained because I never ate, I spent your money on clothes and food, and I told the police because of your beatings and the daily rape," I scream.
     "You're just weak I could have been rougher if I wanted," He purred.
     "Wow thank you so much," I say sarcastically.
     "Watch your tone you brat," He spits as he becomes rather close to me.
     "Move away from me," I say in a harsh tone. He gets closer.
     "Get away from me," I say as I crumple in fear.
     "Your scared aren't you?" He laughs. He grabs my hand when I see Alexander punch him right in the jaw. Noel lets go of my hand and turns towards Alexander.
     Noel swings at Alexander but he dodges Noel's punch. Although, I know Noel won't give up till Alexander is half dead.
    "Noel please stop," I scream as he backs Alexander into a corner. Both of them look angry and fumed. Noel grabs Alexander by his shirt getting ready to punch him.
    I get behind Noel and jump on his back wrapping my arms around his neck choking him. Noel slams me into a wall knocking the wind out me. I crumple onto the floor in pain as Noel kicks me in the side while he curses at me. Alexander comes behind him and hits Noel right in the jaw again.
    Noel crumples as blood pours from his mouth. He starts to walk away when I hear him scream "I'll be back whore," Through his broken jaw.
    Alexander is by my side aiding me up and off my throbbing my foot. I had nearly forgotten about it in the mix of everything but now the pain was unbearable and I feel my rib was punctured. Or at least it thinks it was. Alexander left with barely any injuries just is knuckles red from the impact.
    "I'm gonna get the doctor," Alexander tells me as he starts for the front door. Before, I can protest he is already out of the house and down the street.