We Should Be Together - Lams AU

10.

"Mon ami," Lafayette addressed me, looking at my hands in a concerned way. "What happened to your hands?"

It had only been a few days since I snapped, and my knuckles hadn't had time to heal.

"Nothing," I mumbled, before I pulled my hands out of Lafayette's reach. "I scraped them on a wall."

"What, both of them?"

"Yes."

"Repeatedly?"

He got me there. It was obviously not just scraping them on some bricks. I prayed Herc would appear soon.

Laf read into my silence. "John, talk to me. You've been so... so... cold recently. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm fine," I lied.

"John. Seriously. I'm worried about you. You just seem so upset and distant. Is everything OK at home?"

What? How did he know?

"Lafayette, seriously. I'm OK!" I forced a smile.

"No you're not. Stop lying to me. What's going on?"

"Just SHUT UP! You don't understand! Stop trying," I hissed, before storming out of the cafeteria. Fuck him. I didn't need him. I just needed Alex.

I stormed into the toilets, before locking the door to a stall and crying. I bit into my palm as hard as I could to stay silent. Who the fuck does Lafayette think he is to as me about my home life? My. Home. Life. Is. Fine.

After a few minutes, I heard voices enter the toilets as well.

"Anyway, Sammy, so I heard the most interesting piece of gossip today," The recognizable British accent of death cut through the air. George King. Someone I did not want to deal with right now.

"Ooh, what?" Samuel Seabury dropped. God, I hated them both.

"Apparently, Maria Lewis just broke up with James Reynolds!"

"No me diga!"

Jesus, Samuel was such a try-hard. Still, I found myself pressing up against the door, trying to hear better and see through the crack at the side.

"Yeah, I know. Anyways, apparently, he hasn't taken it at all well and set fire to her parents' car as a way of trying to impress her to come back." George grabbed a hair brush and started to brush his silky, blonde hair.

"What? Did that work?"

"Well, what do you think Sammy?" George rolled his eyes.

"Maybe, if--"

"Obviously it didn't! God, Sammy, what planet are you living on?" George slammed the hairbrush down. "And now Reynolds is spending the rest of his high school experience in juvie."

"Woah!" Samuel looked so impressed. Or disgusted. I'm not sure which.

"Anyway, here's another thing," George leaned in closer. "Apparently, John Laurens freaked out over the weekend about Alexander Hamilton and Eliza Schuyler acting like a couple!"

What?

"John... Laurens?" Samuel's brow creased.

"The arty one. Had an obsession with turtles all through middle school."

"Oh yeah, I got it!"

"Anyway, so he was at Alex's house over the weekend, and Eliza joined them. Apparently, out of nowhere, John just snapped and screamed madly at them both."