Hamilton angst book

Blood Is Thicker Than Water (Requested)

Daveed diggs x reader

 word count: 4,617

Drip

Drop

Blood

Drip 

Drop 

Tears 

Drip 

Drop

Blood

Drip

Tears

Drop 

Blood

Drip…

 Silence.

My mother always used to say, “Blood is thicker than water,” meaning, family can be relied on better than friends. Family being the blood, and the friends being the water. In your life, family and friends mix together, just like how blood mixes with water. But in times of loyalty, the family dominates the friends, just like how blood dominates the water when mixed together, getting rid of the transparent color of the water and replacing it with a milky red hue.

But instead of the phrase “Blood is thicker than water,” I prefer the phrase, “Blood is thicker in the water.”

I’ve watched it before, the blood dominating the water. I’ve seen the blood change the color from transparent to milky red. I’ve stared at the crimson blood slowly drip down my arms and into the water-filled sink, the blood dripping in the water and spreading out like ink, feathering out in different directions. 

For a girl like me, the phrase, “Blood is thicker than water,” doesn’t mean anything.

For a girl like me, the phrase, “Blood is thicker in water,” makes the most sense, because a girl like me sees it everyday.

 ”(Y/n)? Do we need to get up?,“ a low, hoarse voice asked beside me. I stirred, turning around to look at the face that I adored so much. I could see his eyes flutter, fighting the urge to close again. He slipped in and out of consciousness. 

"Unfortunately, yes,” I sighed, my voice groggy. He groaned, rubbing his hands on his face. Lin had called for an early meeting at the theatre on our day off. Hamilton had been playing on Broadway for almost a year and it was already a huge success. I’ve been friends with Lin ever since college, even though we were two years apart. Lin and I got closer, though, platonic was all we ever were and ever will be. He met Vanessa, my sister, in high school. They went to separate colleges, so when Lin found out that I was related to her, I was the one who reconnected them. 

Lin found out about my self-harm, becoming my confident throughout the rest of college. He would help me through my relapses, anxiety attacks, and depression. One day he suggested the stage as a way to express all the feelings that built up inside. I found a love for theatre, and found a love for singing that I didn’t know i had.

Ever since then, the only escape was singing my heart out or, sadly, cutting. I would cut my upper arms and the sides of my stomach, where it would be easy to conceal with a shirt. In 2007, I landed an ensemble role in Lin’s first hit, In the Heights.