Two broken souls (Lams)

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"What do you mean you need my help?" John asks, feeling nervous so he reaches for Alex hand. As their fingers intertwine he relaxes a bit. Peggy looked over at Kenzie with a face of confusion. Kenzie looks back at Peggy smiling then back at John "Well your father is-" John lets go of Alex's hand, standing up then turning around walking five paces, stopping then turning around. As if the further he is the more the subject of his father will fade before it reaches him. John crossed his arms "My father can fuck off." Alex has never seen John so scared. He seems to manage to keep a brave face on most of the time. Kenzie arched her brow looking at Alex, she pinches the end of her nose. "Please calm him down.'' Kenzie said looking over at John again. Alex turned around to face John "Baby its ok. just sit down so they can talk about-" he looked back at Peggy and Kenzie "Talk about what exactly?" he asks. 

"Things that don't concern you." Kenzie snapped back. Peggy rolls her eyes, punching Kenzie in the arm playfully. 

"Henry Laurens, Johns father." she paused, thinking this over. "We believe he has lets call it an inside to the president. so we need to talk to John about his father. And we will also need you Hamilton to come with us." She looks at John "John you may come along but you have a choice, Alex however doesn't." 

Alex shook it from his mind then looked over at John, smiling or trying to smile. John inched forwards nervously, he sighed "Ok what do you need to know?" Kenzie pulled out a paper "Who was your father? like what kinda person was he?" 

John gulped, looked over at Alex nervously. taking a breath before asking "Lex could you give us a moment?" Alex grabbed Johns hand "John I'm here for you." John pulls away "Please. I'll tell you everything..later." Alex rolls his eyes, stands up and walks up stairs. 

John looked back over at Peggy and Kenzie "Ok." he takes a breath "My father is a.. how do I say it.. he's an abusive bastard." Peggy shivered, nodding "OK umm." She looks over at Kenzie. Kenzie rolls her eyes "Do you know what he said his job is?" John thought this question over "He never said anything. He just came home almost each night. Most likely high or drunk." Peggy seemed to be off in somewhere, where no one could or maybe didn't want to reach. Kenzie grabbed Peggy's hand, rubbing circles in the back of her hand with her thumb. "John can you please lift you shirt." She let go of Peggy and walked behind him. John at first refused but Peggy explained in a sweet voice that this is pessary and other things like that. John slowly lifted his shirt to reveal many scars, open cuts, dry blood. His entire back was ripped to shreds. Peggy cringed at the sight and moving away, back over to her seat. Kenzie took a death breath, feeling sick. John pulled his shirt back down, frowning "Is there anything else you need?" A few minutes of questions went by. Kenzie stood up "Thank you John. Will we see you tomorrow with Alexander around noon at the Pit." John nodded then opened the door. Kenzie walked out but as Peggy walked out she stopped "I understand what you're going through with your father. Mines not as bad as yours from what I heard. Lets say my father is not to happy with my choice for a lover." John laughs, placing his hand behind his head then setting it down on his side "Same. He's not a fan of Alex. He doesn't know but I have a feeling he knows in a way." Peggy smiled "If you ever need to talk to someone feel free to talk to me. I have messaged just look for Peggy Schuyler." With that she caught up with Kenzie. 

Alex came slowly down the stairs as John closed the door turning around to see him. John gave a weary smile before losing it. Alex watches as he pushes his way past Alex and into the bathroom. Alex considers asking if he's ok but decided against it so he just continues going to the living room where he pulls out a laptop and goes to writing.

*Lafayette and Hercules*

Lafayette drops to the ground. Jefferson grabs him by the collar of his shirt ripping him over to the wall, where he throws him aside, body slumped against the wall. He made his way out of the room, Hercules stood on the outside of the door. Back against the wall, knees to his chest and arms resting over his knees. Jefferson raised a brow as he looked at Hercules so Herc stood up. Jefferson smiled before walking off only to be stopped as Hercules grabs the back of his shirt "Let me go Mulligan." Hercules let's go as Jefferson turns around. Hercules takes a breath "What did you do to him?" He asks even though he feels as though he knows. Jefferson smiled again "Well we put him under a simulation. For your friend would not keep his mouth shut so now only thing he thinks is what we tell him." Hercules bit his lip, nodding "Ok sir." He looked at the door "May I go in?" Jefferson shrugs "Eh why not. Test to see what happens when he wakes." Then he walks away leaving Hercules standing at the door. Hercules slowly opens the door.

As he walks in he freezes to see Lafayette dead still. He takes a breath thinking Jefferson wouldn't kill him. He needs more people. Can't afford to kill anymore workers. He steps over to Lafayette, sitting down in front of him. But then Lafayette was never a worker. He was just my friend they talked me into bring. So would Jeffershit kill him? He shook the thoughts out of his mind as Lafayette shifted and his eyes slowly opens. "Laf?" Hercules asks as Lafayette sits up groaning. Lafayette noticed Hercules, jumping back, breathing fast. His heart beating out his chest. He covered his face with his hands, curled in a ball against the wall. Hercules could see his body shaking. Hercules scooted forwards only to cause Lafayette to try and push farther into the wall, now crying and screaming "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please." He begged. Hercules backed up "it's ok Laf. It's just me." Hercules placed a hand on Lafayettes knee. He could feel how scared he was by the way his entire body shook. Lafayettes breaths slowed down as Hercules spoke to him but his heart never slowed and he still shook.

Lafayette removed his hands from his face, he stared into Hercules eyes "Jefferson?" Hercules shook his head "No Hercules." Lafayette scrunched his brows thinking who is Hercules? He shook his head "I don't know a Hercules." Hercules forwned "Mulligan?" He asked hoping maybe he would know him by his last name. Lafayette shook his head "Sorry but no." Hercules sat quitley before asking "what about John Laurens and Alexander-" he was cut off as Lafayette grabbed his throat. Hercules struggled to pull him off of him, clawing at his hand. With his free hand he punched Lafayette in the face causing him to fall off to the side. "Fuck." Hercules rubbed his neck, a red hand print stung across his neck. His breathing became steadier after a few minutes if silence. He looked over at Lafayette who was sitting against the wall again, rocking back and forth "What the hell Laf!" He shouted his voice hoarse. Lafayette shook his head over and over again as he continues to rock "no no no no." He began mumbling something in french. Hercules slowly stood up "I'll be back." As he walked out Lafayette grabbed his foot, ripping him back on the ground. "No no no please don't go." He sounded terrified but Hercules couldn't figure out why.  Hercules sat down next to Lafayette, reaching an arm around his shoulders. Lafayette began to sob into Hercules shoulder. ~A few minutes past~
Lafayette still was crying into Hercules shoulder but he began to calm down. Hercules rubbed circles into Lafayettes back as he talked slowly to Laf. Lafayette looked up "What happened." He asked in a sore tired voice, his eyes red and puffy. Hercules gave a confused look "Don't you remember?" Lafayette shook his head "No what do you mean-" he looked at Hercules neck "Oh my God Hercules are you ok?" He shouted.