Stuck: Prologue (Philip Hamilton AU)
AN: So Hi! This is the first Fan fic I’ll ever get to post here on Tumblr and I’m not used to it but it took a lot of courage for me to try and get this out. I owe a lot to @myladymojo for encouraging me to do this.
I hope you guys enjoy :)
Forgive me if there are any errors.
Trigger Warnings: Allussions to death, allusions to sex. Sometimes language too.
The candlelight was a dream: a glow that illuminated the beauty of all the women who were there. One pair had eyes only for each other. She came from another land that was foreign to the soil where she stood and so did he, both different yet both hearts beating the same.
He made his way across the room, closer to her. The man gave a bow then placed a gentle kiss on her hand. “Dance with me, ma petite chou?” She smiled delighted to be the apple of his eye. The woman gave him a nod as he lead her to the dance floor. They were such a lovely sight to behold. Close friends gathered round to witness this.
“They’re all staring at you, Gilbert!” She teased. He was not much of a dancer, truth be told he couldn’t dance to save his life. It was never in his fancy but he did have a fancy to be intimately close with her whenever the chance arises.
“I’m doing this for you, Elena.. So it would be a great deal if you could make it seem as if I was leading?” He smiled embarrassed. Elena simply nodded, she looked around and took notice of their whispers of treason against her name. Friends were not the only ones who attended the ball.
“Go with Alexander, Mon chéri.. I’ll meet you somewhere when it’s safe for you.” He took hold of her and whispered it in her ear. She parted with him after gracing him with a curtsey to find Alexander.
“Lady Elena..” he bowed leading her outside. “Alexander, you do not know how great of a deal it is for me to receive your friendship. I shall treasure this forever.” She held his hands and kissed the back of it. Her eyes began to gloss with tears as she readies for her departure from the life she was used to living.
Alexander smiled at the woman he loved so dear.. she was not for him to claim although he tried. He could never persuade her feelings the way his good friend Lafayette had. He took his hands and placed it on her face cupping it.
“I shall think of you fondly whenever the gentle breeze of this winter’s pass shall whisper your name my dearest, Elena.” He placed a kiss on her temple.
The carriage came to a stop and Elena pulled herself away from Alexander.
“I’ll see you on the other side of the war, Alexander..” she told him one last time before retreating to the arms of her beloved Lafayette.
Alexander nodded to his friends with a painful smile he waved them off.
Feeling the freedom as their hearts took flight, the clouds were at their grasps and could never come down or look back.
“I’m yours.” She whispered
“I’m yours.” He said back and kissed her
They allowed to let their love grow as each day passed, it was deeper than the occasional affair anyone had planned.
“Je t'aime, Gilbert…” she giggled against his lips as they both laid in bed: legs sprawled, and arms wrapped around each other. The only light in the room was from a dim candle near the bedside table.
“I want you as my wife..” Lafayette said sadly looking her in the eyes
“I could still be if you left her for me..” she searched helplessly in his eyes “Wasn’t that what you promised me?” Fear grew inside her but one touch was all it took to ease her. She allowed herself to be enveloped with his embrace and turned her back on him. Lafayette buried his chin on the crook of her neck.
“In due time, they expect a lot from me. I need France on my side to see me as a respectable man in order for an alliance to work between this country and theirs. The people depend on me for freedom. One day we shall have our freedom. Trust me, I beg you to wait a little longer.” His lips traced her skin with feathered kisses.
She stayed silent to ponder it over but all she ever really knew was love, so love it shall be until the day of her dying breath.
“I trust you..” she took his hand and placed it close to her heart stroking it with her thumb.
Days passed locking herself only to the confines of the estate, her heart was fed with so much grief as she watched him send letters to his family in France.
“How has your wife been?” She asked no emotion while tending to the flowers in the vase
“She’s growing less fond of me for each letter. I suspect that she too has a man lying with her in bed. Do not worry.” He smiled and stowed it away a long with the other letters he received.
Everyday Elena swallowed her pride asked him to marry her in secret but everyday Lafayette simply pleads her to wait. She did not leave him, she thought that if he always laid with her, then he will find no reason to go back. In America he was free, they were free to be together.
The months go by and Lafayette left her to fight for the colonies. A letter came to the estate addressed to Lafayette. She knew all his letters were instructed to be delivered to his camp so why did this one stray away? She’d soon send it there but Elena looked at the symbol of the wax enclosing the letter, it was from his wife she recognized.
Elena knew that she must not open it, but it taunted her shamefully. She gave in and read every paragraph. Skimming over it repeatedly.
It was a mistake, it broke her apart. The contents it held were very clear, he was very much in-love with his wife still. He lied! Elena was foolish to think she could replace her in his life. She frantically searched his study for past letters and her suspicions were only proven correct of the married couple’s unbreakable love.
It ruined her as she fell to the ground of the house tearing the letters apart in anger, she felt pain in her chest that she’s never felt before, it burned and skinned her alive inside.
“How could you!!” She screamed at the empty walls and held herself, she was ruined. She wished she could go back home herself, but that was highly impossible. She can’t go back to her husband and her child, she was a ruined woman.
Elena was too heartbroken to notice, but during her fits of rage, she’d accidentally knocked over a lamp sitting on the table.
Lafayette came riding along with Alexander back to greet Elena with promising news of freedom! They won the revolution! He would stay and promise a new life for her! All those happy thoughts were becoming so clear.
He surveyed the house, but there was no house to enter as it was being consumed by the red and yellow hues of tragedy
“GO GET HER!!!” Alexander yelled furious trying to work his way around for an entrance.
But there was nothing to be done it was massive. They knew the risk..
