Peaky Blinders Imagines

2- The Fateful Black Hand; Tommy Shelby

It was a Saturday morning, and I sat in my office at the Shelby company. The rest of the offices were deserted, everyone had a day off however I decided to come in and work, as quite frankly I had nothing better to be doing and I'm better off actually doing work in here rather than lounging around in my apartment drunkly dancing to sad music.

I heard the front door of the office opening, suddenly I grabbed my revolver, immediatley thinking of the worst possible situation. I stalked slowly towards the door of my office and peaked through the blinds.... nothing. I slowly opened the door and walked around the corner and bumped into what felt like a human body. I backed up swiftly and pointed my gun at the figure, only to realise it was Tommy.

"Fuck Beth what's with the fucking gun." Tommy said with a slightly panicked look on his face. "Jesus Christ Tom, I didn't know anyone else was coming in on their day off and I panicked when I heard the door open." I replied, I felt my face flush bright red as the feeling of total embarassment flooded into my stomach.

There was a silence between the two of us, until I decided to break it, "Well now that I know you're not here to kill me, I should get back to work. I'll be in my office if you need anything.." I said with a sarcastic smile and with that I turned away and walked back to my pile of paper work.

After about an hour of me working in comfortable silence there was a knock at the front door. I got up from my desk to see a letter on the step outside the front door. I picked it up and it was adressed to me. That's strange, usually there's no post on the weekend. I walked back to my office and opened the letter. At first it appeared to be a normal card until I opened it and what I saw was absolutley petrifying. A black hand.

Hurriedly I left my office and stormed straight towards Tommy's. I burst through the door and Tommy looked up at me startled. "Thomas care to explain why the FUCK I just got a black hand in the post from Luca fucking Changretta ?!" I blurted loudly. "They sent you one aswell ?" He said to himself. "Didn't Arthur shoot his father ?" I quizzed. "Yeah, yeah he did, and now Luca wants vengence. Polly, Michael, Arthur, John and I all got one aswell." Tommy stated. "Fuck Tom....Fuck. Why the fuck did I get one, I had fuck all to do with that." I was beginning to get nervous now. "He knows you're extremely involved in the business, and as far as he's concerned that means you were involved." Tommy said non-chalantly.

Tears began to fill my eyes. "Tommy how the fuck are we gonna get out of this one.... what about Finn? Karl? What about Charlie, they'll get caught in the fucking cross fire Tom." I said as tears began running down my face. Tommy rose from his chair and immediatley engulfed me in a hug "We'll be alright, I'll come up with something, like I always do." He said trying to reassure me. I looked up into his desolate and icy eyes. 

"And how many people have to get hurt before you get us out of it Tom? How many of your friends and family?" I said tears flooding down my face at this stage "I won't let anyone get hurt, Not one, you here me. Aye look at me." he said softly, I lifted my head from the crook of his neck and looked into his eyes once more. He put his hands on my face and wiped the tears from my cheeks. "I will do everything I fucking can to make sure that doesn't happen, alright ?" He said once again reassuring me. I nodded and hugged him once more.

He did try his best in the end, but he couldn't save everyone........

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Heyyyyy, hope you liked that one, it was quite a soft one. Let me know if you'd like to see more soft Tommy or tough Tommy, and same goes for the characters. Also if you'd like me to write an imagine for another character comment or message who you'd like me to do one on !!

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-A