A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing: A Hamilton Story (Lafayette x Reader)

Chapter 1

Y/N Woods sits on a velvet stool as one of her maids does her hair.

Y/N POV:

Today I become a woman. Most girls my age can not wait to turn 18 and marry, but I do not understand why. I suppose some of them might have the luxury of choosing who they marry but, many do not. I am one of them. Last week my father told me that I am to be married to a man called, um... Thomas Jefron- or something along those lines. I have no idea who he is or how our marriage would benefit my father. But in some way or another it must, for there would be zero point of him arranging it otherwise. 

All I know is that Thomas Jefron is my new least favorite person. Have I met him? no. Do I know who he is? no. Do I care? not anymore. I have had a whole week left of freedom and time to contemplate what I can do to get out of this situation. I tried asking father to call of the wedding- failure. I have tried sabotaging the wedding to postpone it- Failure. I even tried to stowaway on the carriage of a friend of my father's- FAILURE!

I have one last plan. The worst of them all. So this will most likely be the one that works.

Today my father is sending my ahead to meet Jefron as the wedding will be happening tomorrow. The plan is to ask the carriage to let me off in town instead of the Jefron residence so I can 'get acquainted with the city.' I will tell them to bring the rest of my bags to the home and insist of taking a smaller bag with me. After that I am going to-----

"Ow!" "Sorry Y/N, I did not mean to pull so hard." "Oh it is not a problem Abigail, I probably should have brushed my hair before you came in to style it."

I have not told anybody about my plan to escape. My best friend knows that I do not want to marry this early in my life, and I am saddened by the fact that because I am running I might never get to see her again. I look into the mirror and see the same persona that Abigail and I create every morning. This is not me. "Knock, knock bitch"

I stand up and rush to the door opening it to see Angelica Schuyler. "Your hair is not done yet Y/N! Get back here." "Abigail, can we just finish this later?" I groan as Angie pulls me into a hug. "Fine, but we are not done yet Miss Woods, I will be back. And if you get in any trouble for not being ready in time I will refuse to take any of the blame." "Fair enough."

"Angie you never told me that you were coming?!" "What kind of best friend would I be if I left my sis be shipped of to some random guy without saying goodbye?" "About that..." "Y/N what did you do!" "Nothing! Not yet. I am going to run away" "But Y/N, I might never see you again!" "I know, and I hate to leave you. But I can not let myself be a trophy that my husband shows off to people." "He will not do that." "But how do you know?!" I feel tears beginning roll down my face "Angie, you have no idea how lucky you are that you get to choose! I have never met, let alone heard of my husband up until a week ago! I need to do this, and I need you to support me!"

 "I do! I love you bitch." "I love you too Angie. As soon as I get the chance I will wright you. Success or not." "Be safe, and I am expecting a letter" "Bye" 

I fall into my bed a mess- Abigail is going to be pissed. I do not know if I can do this. Can I really leave father alone? After what happened to Mother and Maria? Can I leave my best friend and the luxuries that I have known my whole life? Is that worth my freedom? I know the answer. That is why I grab the bag that I have kept under my be for a week, I hope this will be enough to get started.

Word count: 740.

Hi guys, I have no idea if this was any good but I really enjoyed writing it! I am super excited for you to see the rest of Y/N's plan. It is terrible and brilliant at the same time!

Have a stellar day and I hope to update soon,

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