Forgiveness? (Jefferson x Bullied! Depressed! Lafayette's Sister! Reader)

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Modern again!

Warnings: Triggering (Depression and mention of cutting)

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I walked down the halls getting my stuff from my locker when I was slammed against it, "What do you want?"

"What we want is for you to leave. No one likes you, just die already will you!"

This made me upset, only my close friends and my brother knew of my depression. Thankfully, it hadn't so bad yet to the point that I would cut, but now I feel like it, just from that comment...

They pushed me down on the ground before kicking me in the stomach, making me cry until, "Ok, that's enough! Leave her alone!"

I looked up to see that it was the lead bully that had spoken. The other two looked at each other confused and then looked back at the leader, "Thomas, why did you stop us? You usually like it and you join in. Are you feeling ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine, James. Just stop."

They then left me alone and I stood up before falling again due to the pain in my stomach. I just sat there not bothering to attempt to stand up again, meaning I missed Biology. I was fine with it because hated Biology. I just huddled myself in a ball and put my hands round my knees huddling them to my chest.

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I had been sitting there for a while just silently crying to myself when I heard voices I recognised.

"Non, Alex, Je ne sais pas pourquoi (Y/n) n'était pas en Biologie. Elle était ce matin et elle allait bien, donc elle ne peut pas être malade." (I do not know why (Y/n) wasn't in Biology. She was in this morning and she was fine, so she can't be sick.)

"If, you say so Laf but.." he trailed of when they got nearer. I immediately had one of them at my side. I leaned into them not knowing who it was until they spoke, "(Y/n), look at moi, s'il tu plaît." I looked up to see my brother, "Je suis vraiment désolé de t'avoir inquiété mon frère, c'est juste que mon estomac est vraiment douloureux d'avoir été frappé contre mon casier." (I'm so sorry I worried you brother, it's just that my stomach's really sore from being kicked against my locker.)

"(Y/n), why didn't you tell us. We could have reported it to the headmaster!"

"I'm sorry. I was just thinking, the strangest thing happened this time.." I was cut off, "Non, (Y/n), we're taking you to the nurse. You can tell us the way ok?"

"Ok," I replied. The next thing I knew I was in Gilbert's arms and he was carrying me to the nurses office, "Gil, why are you carrying me like this? People are going to think we're dating if you do."

"Well, how else are you going to get there? You clearly can't walk yourself."

Little did I know that not far off a certain Jefferson heard the whole exchange and felt a twang of guilt.

We arrived at the nurses office and she examined me but couldn't find anything. "I can't find anything wrong, if you want to know you'll have to take her to the hospital."

Gilbert nodded picking me up again unexpectedly making me squeak. "Be careful, we don't want her to get hurt anymore do we?" John asked him.

"You doing ok (Y/n)?"

"Yep, just really painful."

"Ok, thankfully we have lunch now. I'll take (Y/n) to the hospital. If we're not back before English, tell the professor what happened, ok?"

"Yes, we get it," The three of them said. We all left the nurses office and Gilbert took me to his car placing me gently in the passenger seat before strapping me in and getting in himself. He drove to the hospital me falling asleep on the drive. I was woken up by him lifting me out the car and bringing me into the hospital.

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