King George x reader - An Uncommon Game - Hamilton

Chapter 72 ~ One More Time

19th of May 1782

~Y/N's pov~

I was back to where I always found myself.

Alone, in this cursed bedroom trying to forget.

What was I trying to forget?

The past six years of my life.

And yet this didn't phase me. Ever since the 23-year-old me excitedly got up in my chair to help spy for the revolution, did things start to be like this?

And it was quite funny to me. Not because of my suffering but because of how I was led to this point. I was always a girl who waited for others to make their moves. I just watched and waited.

But when the time came for me to be ambitious. It led me here, time and time again I was led to this very place with the same motivation.

I held my stomach slightly and shifted slightly on the edge of the bed. Just thinking and wondering in this place, this place which so much happened. I was once a little young girl who was ready to explore but that wasn't me anymore. My main drive in life was to survive and show everyone that I didn't mess up the day I left my quaint little home. And instead, live, and make sure Ella and Samuel's sacrifice wasn't in vain.

George's words or feelings had no say in my life and they never did. I could just give up and let him be happy.

But I won't.

I smiled and sat up, not even the familiar nausea I knew too well would stop me. I walked all the way to the balcony and looked over at the familiar town if Windsor.

I had made many mistakes but there was no point in giving up now. After all this time I'd spent messing up, I didn't regret anything. I was going to get my happy end no matter what.

A gust of wind blew up i to my face and I looked down. Now just to get out.

I looked at my hands and scanned my jacket. The metal clips along them had been ripped off, so the door wasn't an option. And so was most of the room, George was just too paranoid in losing me. Which was flattering I guess but not exactly in this situation. I looked back down at the ground below and noticed something sticking out of my pocket. I looked around awkwardly and grabbed the piece of paper. I unfolding it and my face lit up.

We wouldn't get ourselves killed that easily, meet us at the place it all went south.

Yours truly, A little traitor.

I smiled and folded the piece of paper and looked around at the side of the building. My eyes caught onto one of the window sills and I smiled. I slid off my jacket and pushed the piece of paper into my blouse pocket. My foot swung onto the faded stone and my foot balanced my weight as I climbed down onto the stone. I began scaling down the building, floor by floor until I reached the last window sill. I looked down, the drop was a few metres.

It was far but not far enough to deter me. I smirked widely and jumped, staggering onto the ground. My knees ached slightly and my stomach churned in pain. I took in a deep breath and then set my eyes forward.

This was my chance. My last chance.

~George's pov~

Everything was going good. After six years of trying and suffering. A better future for me and my family was near.

None of us needed to spend nights alone or suffer. We'd finally be together, safe and sound and happy.

And that was all I ever wanted.

I breathed in again and smiled. I just needed Y/N to trust me and love me. It will take time but I'm willing to wait.

I didn't wait before and this is where it led me. But now I will, I'll wait and be patient and live as long as it takes for Y/N to return my feelings.

I've hurt, lied and killed but my happy ending was close. I could provide my family with love and make sure my children never have to go through any of this. I smiled softly and walked towards my bedroom door, staring tiredly at the wooden door.

I didn't want to keep Y/N cooped up like a prisoner anymore. I just wanted to see her smile. I placed my gloved hand onto the door handle and fiddle with it. The door opened and I was met with an empty room.

Fear settled into my stomach but it quickly eased away. I rushed through the room for any sign of Y/N. Making sure everything was as left it.

I looked at the balcony and saw her jacket piled on the ground. My eyes widened and I grabbed the fabric draping it over my shoulder. I looked out and saw a shadowed figure running in the far distance. I sighed to myself and held in the small tear beading in the corner of my eye.

I didn't want to play this game and yet it was what Y/N decreeded. I turned around and held Y/N's jacket tightly.

I just wanted my happy ending.