~Another Two Years later~
~(Y/n) P.O.V~
John was finally coming home to me today! I'm so excited, I can't wait for him to see the young woman I have grown into. I'm now eighteen and my mind is older. Everything in my life right now is great! My job is amazing and I've made multiple friends from working at the library. My little apartment is beautiful and now feels like a safe place I can finally call home!
John had attended a winter's ball a few weeks ago and enjoyed himself as he told me in a letter not too long ago. Mr. George Washington said that he could visit me for a week before he went back to the camp, to continue fighting the war. One part of me was very sad that he had to leave again but the other was so happy, I was finally able to have my older brother home with me although he is going to have to get used to this new "poor" life style as we grew up very, very proper household and our father valued our status a lot, obviously not as much after our beloved mother died. Our father wanted me to marry someone very rich and carry on the Laurens family line with power but also full of money. That has all changed because I have left, I finally do not have to worry about that, I can marry for love.
I smile to myself as I twirl in my long (f/c), satin dress that had a (f/c) bow at the back. As I look in the mirror admiring my long curly (h/c) and my makeup to make sure it was perfect for today as it was finally the day I got to see my brother John. Although it will be a small group returning home for now because some still must stay to fight the British. I head to the door grabbing my basket just in case I wanted to buy something at the market not far from my apartment block. I head out locking the door, I smile to myself walking through the town smiling at all the sights this morning. However, nerves were filling my whole body, it has been so long since I have seen my dear brother. I nervously see a crowd watching soldiers coming home, my small self walks through the crowd looking for my brother. My eyes widen once my eyes lay on a familiar tall, curly haired man. I smile tears falling as I run to him. My arms wrap around him tears falling. His eyes widen hugging me back.
"(Y/n)!! Is that you?!" I nod tears falling, tears fall from Johns eyes as he picks me up twirling me, I giggle. "You're h-home!" He puts me down hugging me tightly nodding. "I'm home now my darling (Y/n), I must say you've grown into a beautiful young lady." I look up at him, a giant smile plastered all over my face. He smiles back at me letting me go. "I have to show you where I work and our new home! Come on John! Let's go." He laughs holding his arm out, we link arms heading to the library, the giant smile still plastered on my face.
We get to the library, he looks to me laughing. "Oh (Y/n), I just knew you'd find a job that involved books some way or another." I giggle smiling up at him. "Of course, John! You know how much I love books and how much I love to write. I work here every day! Although Graham did allow me to have today off to spend time with you! Come on let's go home? I'm sure you're tired from all that travelling." He nods letting out a slight yawn. "You know me too well (Y/n)."I giggle. "Well of course I do silly, you're my brother." I smile poking out my tongue as we start to head home, I wasn't sure why nerves were filling up in my body once again. I suppose it was because John has never seen my little apartment yet. It wasn't much but it truly was special to me.
As we arrive at the apartment block, John looks to me a little sadly. "(Y/n), how long have you lived here alone?" I look up at him, "Um, maybe three nearly four years. I couldn't stay with father John." Tears fall as horrible flashbacks start flooding into my head.
~Flashback~
(You are about 15 years old in this flashback)
Father came home late as usual but this time something seemed off. He walked up to me, I immediately bowed to show him respect, if I didn't do this father would get extremely angry. I've only forgotten once because I didn't see him approaching and it wasn't a nice sight to see him get angry and hurt me because I didn't show him the respect he wanted. I cower my head feeling myself grow scared by the second. I could just smell the alcohol off him as he came closer. His fingers harshly place under my chin as he forces me to look up at him. A tear falls as him hold my chin tightly, he looks to me laughing. "You're so weak (Y/n)! One day your husband with make a fool out of you for being so vulnerable and stupid! On second thought I doubt anyone will want to court an ugly girl like you! You make me sick!" I shake tears falling, he raises his hand slapping me harshly across my face. I fall to the floor as I hold my cheek tears falling. "F-father...why m-must you do this?" He laughs approaching me he grabs my arm tightly, I whimper in pain. "(Y/n) you're the goddamn reason why I keep losing all my money! If you weren't here I would be fine! Your mother would still be here and fine! You killed her!" My eyes widen as tears fall even more, my heart felt as if it was continuously getting stabbed with pins every time father said something harsh. "Why do you think your oh so dear brother left for the war? Oh, I know it was because he couldn't put up with your selfish, bitchy self! I don't want to look at your disgusting self anymore! I want you gone! You have ruined the Laurens household and our lives!" My eyes widen as he grabbed his cane, he hit me with it constantly, laughing as he did. I cried and scream out in pain.
I wish I could say that was the last time but it continued like this every single day for a year until I finally moved far away from him!
~Flashback over~
Johns eyes widen as he saw me stood there frozen, tears running down my face. I feel soft, caring hands cup my cheeks, I look up to John seeing him smiling sadly. I hug him crying into his chest, he rubs my back soothing me. "Ssh there, there (Y/n) I'm here now. You're not alone my dear. But may I ask (Y/n), what actually happened when I left?" A tear falls from his eyes, I look up to him. I let him go. "I'll tell you i-inside." I cower my head down as I walk into the apartment block, going to my apartment, I unlock it John following closely behind. He pulls me in for another hug. I fell myself breaking down again tears falling again as I hold onto his shirt.
"(Y/n) what is it?" I keep my face hidden, ashamed of what happened in the past with our father. "J-John when y-you left father changed, he started to spend money on p-pointless stuff. He would c-come home smelling of alcohol. He t-took his anger out o-on me. He w-would b-beat me and say mean t-things." Johns eyes widen as he looks to me, tears fall as he pulls me in for a tighter hug holding me to him, tightly rocking me a little. "(Y/n), w-why didn't you tell me! I have failed you dear sister, I was supposed to protect you from this. I f-failed you and I've failed our mother. I was supposed to p-protect you." My eyes widen as I lean up on my tipping toes cupping his cheeks, I shake my head tears still falling. "N-no brother you have not failed! Do not ever say that, you could never fail me or mother! I d-didn't want to worry you, y-you had a lot going on! I left father ages ago, he c-can't hurt me anymore. I'm safe John. Please you have not failed I love you." He nods hugging me tightly. "(Y/n) I will protect you more, b-but promise me you'll tell me in future if anything bad happens, I d-don't think I would be able to forgive myself is something really bad comes your way! I love you too (Y/n), always."
We spent the majority of the night just talking about everything. John happily spoke about his friends which made me happy. John was finally home safe with me. I'm so lucky to have a brother so caring and so loving. Thank you mother for looking after John while he was away. Please keep looking after him and keep him safe mother when he returns back to the war. I hope you're happy mother. We love you.
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You Are My Story~ Alexander Hamilton x Reader
FanfictionY/N is the sister of John Laurens, she lives with her brother and father in a small house in New York City helping her father as their mother passed away when Y/N was only four and John twelve. John had to grow up quicker to take care of Y/N as the...