Mad_Hatter
We're all of us mad here
Hamilton laughed softly, choking I bus tears slightly. "Yeah, you will. It's okay, I'm sure they'll support you."
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"Shhh..." Alexander hugged her close. "Don't be scared. You don't need to be scared."
"Shhhhh...." Alexander whispered. "Angelica loves you. Your father loves you. No one will be angry at you."
She was still terrified. "My dads going to kill me."
"No, he wont." Alexander whispered. "He wont lay a finger on you. As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you."
Alexander obeyed, hiding in her closet. Her dad was in his study. "Yes, dear?" He called down.
"Dad…I'm pregnant." she said softly.
Phillip Schuyler put his pen down softly. He stared at the paper in front of him. "I'm sorry, I think I just hallucinated. What did you say?"
Phillip Schuyler was at a loss. What did he say? "Whose is it?" Was all he managed. He was practically shaking in fury.
Phillip laughed dryly. "You slept with that tomcat?" He asked, obviously unimpressed. "You know he's far below you. I only let you date him because he's going somewhere. He isn't rich, or polite, or even all that handsome." Phillip's voice grew louder. "And you slept with him?!"
Tears streamed down her face. "I love him!" she cried, hugging herself as she cried. "He's kind to me and he loves me."
"He's a lower class of human!" Phillip shouted. "He is dirt at your feet! And you had sex with him?!"
"You're too young to understand love!" Phillip shouted. "You aren't ready for a child! Let alone the child of some bastard half-breed with no parents!"
"Don't not raise your voice at me, child!" Phillip shouts. He slammed his hand down on his desk and stood up. "He is a bastard, orphan, whoreson with no prospects! He is nothing but dirt!"