One Less Pill - Sequel to With One Pill - A Jamilton Smut and Story

In my mind, everything's different - 5

*angst* Ahh everyone from the first book doesn't know about the sequel rip i hope yall like this

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Anna crouched on the ground in her bedroom, clutching her head, the wind blowing in from the window.

She was scream, pulling on her hair, tears streaming down her face. But she couldn't hear her ripping screams, or the way the windows slammed against the grey walls, or how her throat started to become sore and hoarse. She slammed her head on the ground, her crying increasing tenfold. 

"WHAT THE F-F-FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!" She sobbed to no one, not even herself. She had hurt Philip, and hurt was an understatement. She didn't stop screaming or pulling on her hair even when she felt the rain start to fall on her back. She didn't notice the way her mind started to shrivel, her heart started to clench in her chest, or how an inkling of hopelessness started to grow in her gut.

She didn't notice John walk in, either. 

John walked in and dropped his bags on the ground. His eyes widened as he saw the scene unfold before him. He rushed to her side, pulling her up and onto the bed, closing the windows and closing the dark curtains. He started to cry, watching as Anna scratched at her arms, sobbing furiously and repeating the clause, "I'm so sorry Philip, I'm sorry". John sat next to her and pulled her hands away and tilted her hands to look up at him, his hands gentle. He wiped the tears from his eyes and continued to do the same to her. Anna seemingly calmed, her eyes finally seeing, her ears finally hearing.

"J-John?" She whispered. John's heart broke then and there. He lurched forward and hugged her, his hands clutching her shirt.

"I love you so much, Anna, I just-" He cried, unable to voice his thoughts. No one could even if they tried. Anna sighed, the fog in her mind clearing and her heart returning to normal pace. She hugged John back, shaking. Hesitating, she swallowed and continued,  looking up at him timidly.

"John, I have to tell you something. Philip-"

"I know baby, I know. He texted me. He's not mad okay, no one is mad at you, you need to know that." He said softly, tucking a loft of hair behind her hair. She sighed shakily and leaned into John's chest, drawing shapes on his chest. She turned red and breathed. 

"Hey J-Jackie?" She said softly. She raised up slowly and shifted into John's lap. She put her hands delicately on the underside of his face, looking down at him. John's eyes lidded halfway, his breathing becoming heavy as he placed her hands on his sides. Swallowing as he read her face, he nodded. She didn't need to say anything.

"Yeah, o-okay. Anything for you."       (YEeT)

John took Anna's waist in his arms and laid her down on the bed, hovering over her. Anna looked up, eyes wide and glimmering with an emotion John could place his finger on.

"Anna, are you sure?" He asked softly.

Anna smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Y-Yeah, I'm sure." She stuttered, breathing heavily. John didn't nod, but leaned down closer to her. He placed his lips on her neck, breathing lightly, and lifting his hands up to rest on her stomach.

"If you say so."

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Philip arrived at school the next day with long sleeves and a hushed voices. He held his books close to his chest as the bell rang. He stepped into class, having 15 minutes till class started. He set his bag down and breathed, rubbing the bruise on his stomach. 

"Hey Philip." A voice sounded behind him. Philip jumped and turned around, backing into his desk. He looked up and then looked down, because everyone had to look down to see Eacker. He was short, short, short. But cute, Philip added.

"Oh, hey Georgie. What's up?" He laughed nervously. Eacker eyed him carefully, stepping closer until he was in Philip's space. He suddenly pointed at his arms. 

"This, August 16th, 2018, is the first time I have seen you wear a full-sleeved shirt." Eacker said, a smile creeping onto his face. Philip laughed and patted his head, but regretted it as he held his arm. 

"O-ow." He groaned. He watched Eacker small nose scrunch up in understanding. He looked around and looked back up at Philip. His eyes hardened.

"Follow me." Eacker said quietly, carefully taking Philip by the hand. He obliged, too tired to do anything else. The smaller boy led him behind the classroom in the hallway, and looked up at him. 

"Show me your bruise."

"Georgie, I never said I had any-"

"Show me, and I'll show you mine at home." 

"Why can't you go first?"

"Because... Because I can't. I literally can't show you them here."

       Philip stopped. Eacker had bruises? No, can't be. He swallowed, nervousness starting to settle for no reason. He hated being nervous around George. Philip sighed and complied, raising his shirt enough to show the bruise, not thinking much of it and he looked the other way. 

He looked back down when he heard Eacker gasp.

"Ph-Philip, you..." He trailed off, raising his hand and trailing his fingers along his stomach. Philip turned bright red, clenching his jaw when Eackers paid no mind to him. Philip noticed Eacker's face turn red as he retracted his arm, a smirk playing along his lips. 

"What is it little boy? Cat got your tongue?" Philip teased. Eacker frowned and his eyes widened, his mouth open for a retort, but closing again once he realized he had none.

"N-No, I-I just, i-it looked bad, so I j-just-" He stuttered terribly, rubbing his arm as Philip pulled his shirt back down. Philip's smirk turned into a apologetic smile.

"S-Sorry, Philip." Eacker said softly, looking at his shoes. Philip laughed quietly to himself before lifting Eacker's chin up.

"Hey, I was only joking. No need to be sorry." He smiled warmly. Eacker played a wobbly smile, giggling. 

"Ok then. I'm not sorry, not one bit." 

"Oh, is that so?"

They stepped closer.

"You bet my 20 original cast albums."

"Huh, someones confident."

"What, are you scared, pretty boy?"

And then they were flush against each other.

"Not one bit."

"Hmm. Prove it, Philip."

               And he did. Philip placed his hand on Eacker's back, and another on the back of his head, pulling him near. "Alright, you asked for it." Philip whispered, before connecting his lips with Eacker's. The smaller boy squeaked, clutching onto Philip's shirt, arms against his chest. Eacker kissed back softly, making a sound of content. He pulled on the hem of Philip's shirt, wanting him to-

"RINGGGG"

The two boys flew apart, the second bell of the morning ringing loud and clear. Philip and Eacker walked into class, their chests heaving and faces red. They slid into their chairs before Philip looked to Eacker and smirked.

"One point for me." 

 (A/N: Does anyone know what im referring to when i say points? FRom the first book? hehehhe)

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EEEEEEEEEEE THAT WAS FUN TO wriTE even tho it was small i just wrote it during break LOL but YEaH.  also are you guys ok with legit JOANNA smut? ALSO WHO HERE KNOWS WHAT JOANNA IS LOL IDK IF PPL ARE HERE FROM MY LAST BOOK OR JUST FOUND THIS ONE UHEINDNU HHHHEHE LOVE YALL BBS