At the door stood Thomas Jefferson…

Alex felt his body begin to shake, his breathing quickened, but he couldn't show that he scared… that would just make things worse, Jefferson would see his vulnerability and he'd attack.

After an insufferable silence Thomas spoke up "Look Alex, I know what I did was unforgivable and that I don't deserve to be forgiven but… you do deserve an apology, and I'm sorry. I just… it felt like you rejected me without even giving me a shot.. and I know that doesn't justify anything-"

Alex had stopped listening before Thomas had even begun, all he could focus on was how scared he was. It was pathetic really, he didn't even know what Thomas was saying but he was shaking with fear.

Really? Can't be brave for one second?

No surprise there, you freaked out over a movie earlier.

Thomas had only then noticed Alex had been shaking, shit… "Alex.. uhh umm.." he was really unprepared for these kinds of situations. This was not how he had planned on this going…

You're pathetic, you can't even do anything

This is why Laf lied to you, because you don't deserve the protection

You don't deserve the friendship

You don't deserve happiness

Or peace

Or love

You don't deserve it

Alex had started whispering, and it slowly got louder and louder. Then suddenly, Thomas was being pushed out the door as Alex screamed "I FUCKING HATE YOU!" It hurt his throat like hell, and he was heaving afterwards, but he quickly shut the door and locked it.

Thomas was left in the hallway in utter shock, this was not how he had planned this… this was not how this was supposed to go! He was Thomas fucking Jefferson! Like he would let that lowlife immigrant talk to him like that! And he started banging on the door.

Alex could feel each time Thomas hit the door, it terrified him and reminded him of many houses before. Parents banging on his door demanding that he opened it, even though he knew full well what would happen if he did. They expected him to open even if he knew exactly what would happen the moment he opened the door.

And just like then, Alex kept that door closed as he sobbed, and prayed; he always prayed, that it would stop soon. The only difference was, this time it did, this time the banging stopped, the yelling stopped, it seemed like everything had stopped.

Maybe I'm dead? Maybe I finally died.. and I finally have peace… maybe-

He was being held? How did someone get in here? Only Laf and him have the key. Alex didn't even open his eyes, the person just rubbed soothing circles across his back "shhh… you're safe now… don't worry.." so soft spoken.. and that voice sounded so familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

Suddenly, the voice had switched languages, but it was the same one, except they spoke in French. So Alex relaxed even more, his mind piecing together who it was.

—-

Laf was /pissed/, he had gone to the store to get some groceries, and he came back to Thomas banging on his dorm door. He had told him to stay away, and yet he didn't listen.

He walked over quickly "Thomas! What the hell! Va te faire foutre! Mon dieu! I told you to stay away!" And Thomas seemed to shock out of it at the sound of Lafayettes voice.

"Laf I-.. I can explain! You see he-" "I do not want une explication! I want you gone! Tout suite! Je l'avais te dit!" And he eventually chased Jefferson away.

Afterwards, he swiftly unlocked his door to get inside. Once inside, he saw Alex curled into a ball, shaking and hyperventilating. Laf felt so bad, he knelt down and tried to calm him, whispering and holding him closely.

After a couple minutes of calming him down, Alex had fallen asleep. Gilbert decided to pick him up and bring him to his room. Even though le petit lion was small, he seemed way to light, and that worried him.

Either way, Lafayette was going to be there for him, as best as he can.

Because he deserves that