⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️
•ABUSE
•VIOLENCE
THIS IS NOT FOR PEOPLE THAT GET TRIGGERED BY THIS EASILY.(The music above is Lafayettes view on his situation, he is in love with Burr but unfortunately Burr just uses him.)
There was music playing as people danced. Strippers danced on their poles. There was muffled yelling coming from a room.
"YOU FUCKING WHORE!"
"IM SORRY! FUCK IM SORRY! OWW!!"
"YOU'RE GONNA GET BACK OUT THERE AND DANCE UNTIL I GET ALL THE MONEY YOU OWE ME."
Burr was in the room, screaming at Laf. Laf was pretty helpless, Burr forcing him to look at him with his hand caressed harshly around his face.
"I FUCKING CAN'T NOW YOU'RE FUCKING UP MY FACE!" Laf snapped angirly, tired of this.
"Hah! So?" Burr scoffed. "BUT- BUT YOU SAID-" Burr cut Laf off. "We'll do a costume change. and put a nice mask on you. They're here for your ASS, not your FACE!" Burr slapped Lafs face, frowning. "OW! STOP!" Laf cried out. Burr slapped him again pretty roughly, Laf being on the verge of tears. "How many times are you going to fuck up? Before you learn your FUCKING PLACE?" Burr snarled. Laf had enough. He was done with this. He let out an angry yell and hit Burr. The sound of glass breaking. Glasses shattered as they hit the ground. Burrs eyes widened. Laf panted, his eyes widening in fear. He had fucked up big time. They stood there in silence for a bit, until Burr grinned and snickered evily. "o-oh shit..." Laf mumbled. "Oh.. baby..~" Burr chuckled and pulled out his phone, texting someone. "i didn't mean to- i- i didn't mean to!!" Laf said as fear filled his body. "Thats a shame...." Burr walked to Laf. "NO NO WAIT I DIDN'T MEAN TO- AAH-" Burr punched Laf in the gut, sending him backwards. "Theres no "please" anymore, baby.." Laf panted in fear as he looked up at Burr who was standing while he was on the ground. "..I've been SO patient with you...and your excessive BULLSHIT. I've killed bitches for doing a TENTH of the shit you've pulled." He kneeled down and angrily grabbed Laf by the face, making Laf look up at him. "Daddy's DONE." He snickered angirly. "I OWN you. When I say 'Dance', you say 'Yes, Burr'. When I say 'Suck a dick', you say 'Yes, Burr.'" He pushed Laf up against the wall where he couldn't fight back at all. "Thats the way it's always been.." Someone started approaching towards them, which made Laf start crying in fear. "And that's all you're gonna know from now on." Burr snapped. "Shall we get started?" the voice said, revealing himself to be none other than Mr. James Reynolds. Lafs eyes widened. He thought of Mulligan. He thought of Alex, John, and Philip. He thought of all his friends. "N-NO- DADDY NO!" Burr chuckled as Laf went on. "IM SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HIT YOU LJKE THAT! I-I'LL DANCE! I'LL SUCK DICK! I'LL DO W-WHATEVER YOU WANT BURR!" Mr. James Reynolds joined in laughing, grabbing a bat and handing it to Burr. "no.. burr..! Burr! BURR!! B-BURR!!! BU-"
SMACK
7 hours later...
Burr sat on the patio of his apartment, he'd be going back with Mulligan and the others soon. He stayed with Burr on weekends, which is why he hated the weekends. Laf was bloodied and beat up, still slightly crying. Burr was simply smoking and drinking some gin. They sat in silence for a bit, the only thing heard was Lafs sniffles. "Do you remember the deal we made, babycakes?" Laf stayed quiet. "I offered you a life far more amazing than what THEY had to offer. I made you a star." Laf sat in silence. "You get to be as gay as you want and fuck your little heart out... drugs, booze, the hottest parties, the biggest room, protection from the dangers here... and you just do what I tell you." They both looked at eachother. "Its... been a while, but that deal hasn't changed." Burr finished. Laf looked at him and opened his mouth."You've changed, Burr."
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{•Red Smoke•} // A Hamilton AU fanfic
FanfictionTHIS IS NOT MEANT FOR PEOPLE TRIGGERED BY ABUSE AND VIOLENCE, PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU ARE Laf is in a poly relationship with Burr and Mulligan, and stays at Burrs apartment on the weekends. He works as a stripper for him. Burr mentally, physically...