Hamilton Oneshots!

Safe (PT.2) {Anthony x Reader}

did our babe die (no-) iTS TIME TO FIND OUT--

pairing; anthony ramos x reader

time; modern

warnings; some sad

type of oneshot; angsty but fluffy end

requested?; nah

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Renée's POV

Even in the hospital an hour later, we were all still in a state of tears and shock.

After the first gunshot, Pippa had sent a message saying the guy shot through a hall door, and her and the people around her were safe.

But then there was the yelling.

It didn't take me long to know he was targeting Anthony and (Y/N). They were the only two people to hide together. We had all split up and took different locations because of the stairwell.

Then after the yelling, I heard the loud banging. The crash of the door.

Anthony and (Y/N) had been the first ones one of the three guys were able to get to, and the only ones. But at that moment, I had little idea what was about to happen to the pair. I could only hope they were safe.

Lin's POV

I had been in the dressing room next to Anthony and (Y/N). Because of that, I heard everything pretty damn clearly.

A little... too clearly.

The next thing that happened was the loud crash of the door. I had a bad feeling. Then I heard the man's heavy footsteps. I heard two gunshots and after I heard him leave, laughing, there was quiet voices and crying.

"(Y-Y/N), you n-need to stay hi-hidden..!" Anthony gasped.

"N-No. Not now.." (Y/N) responded shakily.

I remembered immediately thinking, "What the hell did he do..?"  I only heard (Y/N)'s soft crying grow louder and more hysterical.

When the police checked my room and told me I was free, I immediately ran to Anthony's dressing room, seeing something immediately worse than what I had suspected.

And now, we were in the hospital. All of us were trying to remain calm for when (Y/N) woke up.

We had quickly heard word that Anthony had to have surgery, no exceptions because of how close the bullets embedded themselves to his spine. We had a fifty-fifty chance that he'd either make a swift recovery in a few week's time, or he'd be stuck in a wheelchair, lacking even upper body movement. I and the rest of the cast sincerely hoped for the former fifty.

(Y/N) was curled up tightly in one of the hospital chairs, and you could've mistaken her for a child at a quick first glance. She managed to rest her head on Groff's lap though.

Groff's POV

We were all shaken up, and as much as we all wanted to cry, we didn't. We wanted to stay strong for (Y/N).

(Y/N) was asleep, but we all had a feeling on what might happen after she woke up.

We still couldn't believe the news of Anthony's required, whatever walls we had managed to build were long crumbled. Not like it'd help anyways.