Only Know You Love Him When You Let Him Go

Two [ch. 2]

"What are you talking about?" Was all John got to say before Lafayette begun to shout at him in rapid French. He barely understood the language as it is, only catching short phrases and words, such as Que diable, Pourquoi voudrais-tu, and Vous ne méritez pas quelqu'un comme Alexander. After a few moments, Hercules walked up from behind him, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Laf, you're speaking in French. You know John doesn't speak it too well." Hercules' voice was calm, but from the bits of what he understood of Lafayette's rant, he knew his calm was more than not knowing why. He understood that they knew he had dumped Alexander.

"It's probably best I don't understand it all to well, from the bits and pieces I did understand." John said with a scoff. He felt bad, after what James had told him, but he also knew it wasn't entirely his fault.

"Oh so it doesn't matter to you? It doesn't matter that Alex is falling apart , and can barely hold himself together? Does he mean nothing to you? Did you not care about him as much as you claimed? He just cried for ages, at the slight mention of your name. John you may have just brokenAlexander." Lafayette had worked John into a corner, looking as if he could hit him at any moment.

"Laf, I'm sorry. I started a new medication-" He was cut off again by Lafayette's persistent yelling.

"No! Don't try to blame this on anything other than yourself. I've never seen him this upset. Not even when he and Eliza had broken up, and you know how bad that one had hurt him." And he did. Alexander had barely been able to get out of bed for days, and when he did he wouldn't eat. "The poor man hasn't had anything other than coffee and a granola bar since you broke his heart. Ad you did more than end the relationship, John. By leaving him like that you just ended your friendship. So congratulations."

John watched as Lafayette raised a hand to hit him, and he flinched back. John shut his eyes, waiting for it to come. He knew he deserved it. If he was as bad as Lafayette said, he knew he had messed up. He waited for a few moments before opening his eyes, only to see Hercules holding Lafayette's hand back. "Come on, Laf. Let's go before you do something you'll regret." Lafayette nodded and allowed himself to be lead out by his boyfriend, leaving John there, sitting in the corner. Before the two left, he heard Hercules saying, "You need to find a way to fix this. Alex is a disaster right now." before leaving. From the tone in Hercules' voice, however, he knew he was the one who needed to leave.

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Later that night, Alexander eventually fell asleep. It was restless. He opened his eyes, only to see he was standing in a corner, Lafayette and Hercules standing in front of him with devious smiles playing on their lips.

"Why am I in a corner...?" He asked tentatively.

"Well because you need to know, just how weak you truly are. John was right. You are the weakling of the group." Lafayette's accent was thick as he spoke, something that Alexander knew only occured when he was truly annoyed. " Worthless " He spit the word at him.

"W-wait, Laf?" His voice began to shake as he held in tears. They knew he hated being called weak. Hated people using his size to make fun of him.

"Aww. Look, Laffy. He's gonna cry. Like the tiny little thing he is." Hercules wrapped an arm around Lafayette lovingly, smiling at the small chuckle his comment got from him. "He's so useless."

Alexander felt the tears begin to run down his face, shutting his eyes tightly as if it would make them disappear. He listened to them laughing at him, before opening his eyes and shooting up in his bed, his face wet with tears. After a moment he began to cry again, pulling his knees closer to his chest. He shoved his face in his knees as he let out a sob, shaking like crazy. He continued to cry like that for however long, it felt like hours to him, before feeling a hand on his shoulder and hearing a voice with a thick, sleepy southern accent speak to him.