✨John Laurens✨

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⚠️Mentions Suicide⚠️
-Your POV-
"Y/N! You have a letter." My brother Hercules said giving it to me. I looked at hoping it was from my boyfriend John Laurens but it wasn't it was from his father. Quickly I opened it

Dear Y/N
On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment. His dream of freedom dies with him.

Oh my god! No! No! John can't be dead. I slammed the letter in the table and went out side. I grabbed some rope and walked back in to my office wrote my note and tided the rope up then hung it a hook that I was on the ceiling. I was scared out of my mind. I knew Family would miss me and all my friends, But without John, life wasn't worth living anymore. I put the rope around my neck then kicked the chair I was standing on over the hung. When I woke up I felt calm and happy I looked around and saw tons of people laughing and talking. So this must be heaven. I had to find John. "John! John Laurens!" I yelled walking around. "Y/N?" I heard someone says. I turned my head and saw John, as fast as I could I ran into his arms. "What are you doing here?" He asked hugging me back. "I couldn't live without you Johnny." I said simply hugging him tighter. We where now together forever.

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