Silently Destroyed (Hamilton FanFic) LAMS

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Phillip stood motionless by the door as his dad walked out to greet the man walking up the drive.
"John!" Alex called out, beaming at the man. His tanned skin and excessive freckles came as a surprise to Phillip. So did the long curly hair. That's gonna clog up the shower drain, Phillip thought to himself. The man's eyes scanned the house, a grin going from ear to ear filling his face. His eyes then landed on Phillip.
"John! This is Phillip, my son!" Exclaimed his dad happily.
"Nice to meet you." The man said, "This is Frances. You guys are about the same age I'd guess!" Phillip's eyes landed on the girl for a moment but was having none of it. He turned on his heel and entered the house not looking back.

Phillip:
I was shocked when I saw the man. It may sound crazy but he reminded me of myself. The freckles, the hair, the tanned skin. I shake the thought from my mind and decide to focus on something else. I decide to unpack my last few boxes. Dad and John decided to buy a beautiful, ornate victorian house together. I'd joked to my best and only friend, Theodosia, that they were having a midlife crisis but now I'm here I'm not laughing. I pick up my phone and tap out a message to her.

'Dad's new boyfriend is really pissing me off. He doesn't stop smiling. Honestly I'm scared. The new stepsister is quiet but sends off popular vibes so who knows what's gonna happen. I stormed off and I hear he's cooking dinner so this should be fun! (Sarcasm)' I send her.

'Kill them both. I'll find you a fake ID and you can go on the down low for a bit. We can stay at my uncles safe house: we'll be safe there.' She replies within minutes. I grin and type back; 'Already sharpening my tools. Do I kill my dad or just let him hate me for the rest of eternity?'

'No, I think killing his lover is enough punishment for one day. Don't you? So what's this guy actually like?' She asks.

'To put it into word,' I type, 'He's like a jazzy yoga instructor. He tries too hard - either that or he's permanently on drugs."

'Your fucked. Do you think your dad warned him before they moved in together about you, and the risks?' She texts.

'What, the never ending list of negative? Of course he didn't. My dad doesn't talk about me. Well apart from the whole, "Yeah, I have a son. He's fourteen.", that's pretty much it.' I vent to her. All my insecurities about mine and my dad's relationship will come spilling out soon if I'm not to carful; call me old fashioned but I don't like to get too deep online so I backpedal. 'It doesn't matter though. I just need to push this guy out then it'll be fine.'

'Praying for you. I hate the relationship between my parents. My mom cheated on another man who was fighting in the army for my dad then her ex husband threatened her and said "if you don't get an abortion I'll kill you with your goddamn baby inside".' Theodora says and I shudder. Cheating never ends well. I know that from fact. I have no idea what to reply to that when she sends through another message. 'Sorry, too deep.' It's almost as if she can read my freaking mind. A lot of people at my school think me a Theo are dating but we're not. We've been best friends since we were four and stayed that ways for nine long years.

Suddenly there's a knock at the door. I jump and look accusingly at the door before muttering, "come in".

John bounds in.

"Hey buddy. I'm sorry about earlier. You wanna talk?" The flow of words falls out of his mouth quicker then I can process them.
"No!" I say angrily.
"I want us to be friends!" He says.
"Leave me the fuck alone then. Stay away from me. Stay away from my dad. Stay away from my family and stop hurting us then I won't hate you as much as I do." I say slowly and quietly, revelling in the cruel harsh words. I feel satisfaction sweep through my body as a wave of sadness hits him. I watch him crumble and deflate.