Messy Y/n Jefferson × Philip Hamilton

Chapter 2

Quick An: Wow ok so i didnt think this would get any reads at all! But its gotten three and one upvote whatt!! Ok i know its not alot of reads but still its progress so with that being said now i know you guys want this story so to writing i go!

Y/n's pov: It had been two years since i saw Philip or Theo, me and my dad moved back to France for what? I dont know i guess for work but it was whatever i needed a break from Virgina. Suddenly my dad burst into my room as i was lost in thought and shows me a paper. "War Veteran Philip Schuyler loses his seat in the senant to up start Aaron Burr" i read as my dad was in the middle of my room doing a dance..."Why is this so great dad?" I looked at him confused i honestly had no idea why he was so happy.

"Because sweet pea, now Alexander doesnt have his father in law defending him like a love struck little boy" he said with that big goofy smile still on his face

"Father why do you hate Alexander so much? I know you guys cant ever agree on anything but its like your infatuated with him"

"Same reason you hate his son sweet pea"

"Because he cheated on me father?"

"No because- i forgot about that honey bee im so sorry"

"No dad its alright" i sighed and looked away from him, the events just kept playing in my head from that night. The way he was tangled all in the sheets with whoever that skank was, luckily it wasnt in my bed or i would have snapped Philips spine in half. I got up and left my room and of course the concerned man my dad was he followed.

"Well brighten up honey Bee we're moving back to Monticello in a week..and hey you'll get to see Theodosia" he smiled and grabbed my hand

"Father, all this moving is stressful can you just choose where we live, are we staying in france or are we staying in Virginia?"

"This time we will stay in Virginia alright sweet pea, i know moving is stressful but we'll get through it. We still have the old house that we were in we'll just stay there it'll be like you never moved"..

And with that the week flew by and we were on our way back to Virginia.

One week later

We had finally arrived back home, the big feild in front of our house bought back many memories and the fresh sent of the Vrigina air was crisp. The sky was always blue and clear there was never a dull day in Virginia and especially being a Jefferson you always made Virginia a little brighter.

Father let the maids and butlers take our bags and led me into the house "Home sweet home honey bee" he looked over at me and smiled, he opened the front door and i was hit by the smell of parchment paper and cleaning sprays. "Go up to your room, the maids redid the whole thing for you" he gestured me to the stairs and one of the maids led me to my room.

I opened the door to be greeted with a huge bed pushed up to the back wall with huge pillows and white frilly sheets and blankets on the bed, a pretty wallpaper of white with pink roses surrounded the room and beautiful paintings on all four walls of my room with a tiny chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It honestly took my breath away but one thing in the room didnt change at all, my desk. A new ink pot and a new beautiful white quil were all that was replaced but every letter sat on my desk. Some from Theo, some from Uncle James, some from his son..but most of them from Philip. I picked up the stack of letters and went through them until i found the one letter that had gotten me so drawn into Philip in the first place. I found it and opened it up staring at the cathedrals of words on the paper, i sat down on my new bed and started reading the note.

"Dear Y/n, I had way to much fun with you, Henery and Theodosia hopefully we get to accompany eachother more often. I watched as you chased Theodosia through the park, you looked like you were enjoying yourself alot and it brought a smile to my face, I wish I could see you smile from days on out that smile is beautiful. You did get very annoying though when you messed with my hair for hours upon end but it felt nice....I wish to see you more often Y/n and it is without a shadow of a doubt that i will do everything in my power to see you again. Y/n I feel a love for you that I've never felt for anyone else you make my heart skip beats and you make my stomach hurt but in a good way! My face heats up a little more when I'm around you, its like my freckles want to jump off my face...i hope that makes sense. Anyway I'll end this letter here I know your the daughter of the Rich and Famous Thomas Jefferson so you might have better things to do right now other than read my love confession for you, Y/n I cant wait to see you again.
-Yours sincerely, Philp Hamilton♡

I finished the letter and smiled slightly at the small heart Philip left by his name, in every letter he left a little doodle thats how you knew it was him. It was crazy because he never talked how he wrote, when he picked up a pen he was always a different type of boy just like his father he would write like he was running out of time. I shook my head and rested the peice of parchment on my lap, why did i deserve the hurt he caused me..i was nothing but good to him, i should have known he was to immature to be in a real relationship. I started sobbing at the thought of that girl in his bed and then there was a knock on the door.

I wiped my tears and looked up at the door "Come in.." my voice cracked a bit as i took a deep breath trying to catch my breath hoping that the red on my face would settle down. My father walked in and sat beside me, he already knew something was wrong because he pulled me into a hug. He looked at my lap and saw the letter, with a small sigh he pulled away from the hug and looked at me.

"Dear, i know it hurts. But you're a Jefferson, we dont cry over people. The only person i will let you cry over is your mother...and well me ofcourse" he smiled and grabbed my hand "That boy is just like his father a liar and a fake rich boy. I knew i shouldn't have let the little Hamilton string you on but dont cry about him anymore hes the past"

I looked at him and shook my head "You're right father...he's the past" i tried to convince myself, i tried to get him out my head but there he lived rent free and i couldnt get him out.

"Now lets go dress shopping and get that little demon out of your head my beautiful girl" he grabbed me by the hand and ran down the stairs, me right behind him. Hopefully going out on the town would get Philip out of my head, i needed to get over that boy once and for all