my dearest, theodosia [ ✔ ]

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Catching up

September 6th
Burr household

After the trio stepped inside the home Theo never left Phillip's side, and boy, did Alston notice. Phillip could feel his glare digging into the back of his head, walking into the parlor.

To be honest, Alston saw Phillip as competition. He was smarter, he had the secretary of the treasury as a father, he was closer to Theodosia's age, and she seemed to adore him. Alston could see the way she looked at him. Love. But he would be dammed if he let Theodosia get away that easily. She was his.

"So, Phillip, you went to Kings?" Alston asked. "Yeah. I graduated a few weeks ago." Phillip answered, nodding.

"A few weeks ago!?" Theodosia loudly asked, stepping away from the flowers she was arranging. "Why didn't you visit sooner!?"

"I was debating weather you would even want to see me or not."

"Of course I would want to see you! You're my best friend..." Theo said sitting down next to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Phillip blushed at the action, a lot.

"Y'know, friendships between men and women are very frowned apon. Yes?" Joseph said, ruining the moment.

"So?" Theo asked.

"It's just, I wouldn't like my future wife being disliked by society." Alston continued. "She should act like a lady and be running around with a bastard's son."

Something in Phillip snapped in that moment. "Exuse me?" he asked, standing up. "What did you call my father?"

"Never mind, it's not important."

"Good, now, I must leave." the teen said, glaring at Joseph. "Bye Theo." and just like that, Phillip left the home.

"Joseph!" Theodosia yelled at her 'boyfriend'. "What was that for!"

"His father deserved it." Alston shrugged.

"Deserved what?" Aaron said, hooking his coat up.

Theodosia rushed up to him. "Phillip graduated a few weeks ago and decided to finally visit. I invited him in, to catch up and Alston said that he didn't want his future wife being around a bastard's son!" she quickly said.

But when her father didn't answer is when she got worried. "Daddy?"

"Maybe Joseph's right..."

Word count: 353
A/N: I'm really bored today, I have nothing to do. Time to read 96,000 Lams fan fictions.

Also, I didn't edit this so I apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes.

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