Thomas Brodie Sangster imagines

Whitey Winn- I don't care! Pt.2

⚠️WARNING⚠️- fluff, blood/injury detail and strong language
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Previously:
All I remember from that day was Whiteys faint voice chasing after me shouting "I'm so sorry Y/n" and "I didn't mean it I just don't wanna lose ya" but I knew that if he had the guts to call me those names and hit me then he obviously didn't love me as much as I though he did. Didn't love me as much as I loved him. And thats what I believed, little did I know, I was so, so wrong...
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Whitey's POV:

After that day the love of my so called life ran off out of my site just after I had slapped her across her small cheek and called her a stupid cumslut, I have never been the same. Mary Agnes had seen it happen from just across the street and let me tell you, you do not want to get on the wrong side of her. I went through hell but it's not like I didn't deserve it. I would do anything to get my sweet little Y/n back in my arms, safe. Who knows where she could be. Out there all on her own with no one there to protect her. Actually saying that, Y/n is a very strong young woman. She is probably doing better than I would but I can't help but be worried.

It has been months now, sorta getting onto a year. I just want to see her. So much has happened. I managed to get some cocky men out of our village when they were messing around shooting up everything. I shot one of em in the shoulder and then did my cool thing like 'My names not boy, it's Whitey Winn' and bang I shot him right in the pie hole or near enough to it. God that was cool. I wish
Y/n would have been here to see it.

Y/n was right about that man. About a day or two after she left I was sat in a heap watching over him when the good old Alice Fletcher came in with a musket or whatever. Pointed it right at me and told me to get the boy so called Mr.Ward out of the cell. I stood me ground for a good while until I realise there was nothing for me to do, I had to. She made me take me gun belt off and unlock Mr. Ward and then the bloody man locked me in. God if I had knew that was Roy Goode then I would 'ave shot I'm in the head or something good like that, that would be a Goode thing to do. Haha see what I did there, god Whitey Winn has it all don't he. Anyway, I had to get Mary to get me out and lord she had a good old laugh at me for that. Said I deserved it after what I did to Y/n.

I was just making it back to La Belle with Louise. God she thought I loved her. I mean she is a nice girl but I will never get over Y/n.

I can't worry about that now anyway. I have a war to fight. The scum are coming to me town and with Bill gone I'm in charge. I won't let that Frank Griffin get away with this. I won't stand for it.

Mary had got everyone into the hotel with guns, because you see that is the strongest buildin' we got. But I was standing strong I am the only good man here and I ain't gonna let no one take down me rights and I'm gonna fight for the ladies of La Belle.

I was just walking out of the sheriffs office because I heard the horses outside. I got my guns ready and walked out the door. I got a couple feet when something unexpected happened...

Y/n's POV:

Coming onto a year before:

As soon as I got away from La Belle and as far as possible from Whitey I started makin' a livin' for myself. I went out hunting and luckily I came across a few horses and managed to claim one of 'em for myself. I was doing just fine by myself. Whitey didn't care for me, did he?

Present day:

I had been out and about on my horse, it must be coming on about a year now and I was doing just fine. Something was playing on my mind though. I really did miss Whitey. And I have seen the news papers on how that Frank and his few men are coming to La Belle. There are probably only like 5. Who would wanna hang with that loser. The ladies will be fine.Those women are very strong and independent, and there is Whitey and he is strong along with Bill. I think I should just deal with the fact that I lost Whitey myself. Whitey is probably fine. Having the time of his life with that girl from umm what was it, oh idk but the daughter of the buffalo soldiers. I have seen him there and when she pushed him into the river he laughed, they were having the time of there lives. God I sound like such a creep. Like I didn't mean to keep seeing them right. They just came to where I was, right? Yeah, right! God I am weird.

I feel like I should just go back to make sure everyone is ok and prepared. I could go up to that hill that looks over the town. Where I can see everyone but they can't see me. Perfect!

I was on my way when I see a heard of horses coming. All with men riding them. Probably about 30 in total. I waited for them to go past but they all slowed down right in front of me. Wait a damn minute is that- that Frank Griffin and his men. Bloody hell I thought 5 more like 30.

"Why hello young lady, do you seem to know how far La Belle is from this right spot" Frank spoke with his un-brushed teeth showing through his gritty smile. I held back a gag and just smiled back looking as innocent as possible and just shook my head. "Well I'm so darn sorry good sir but I have no clue, I'm more from around her you see I don't really travel far"

"Oh, well ok thank you anyway" He said and him and his men just smirked at me. Is that t-the Devlin twins! Oh god I need to get to La Belle and help them. I doubt I will be much help but I can try right.

As the men got on their way they seemed to be going the long way which ,unfortunately, was the only way. I was going to have to be a bit late. It takes like an hour to get their I hope to god I'm not to late.

An hour later:

I had just arrived at La Belle and it looked dead. Nothing was happening. Just the men crowded in one area. Chatting, probably thinking on how to reck this town. This isn't fair, after that mining incident everyone lost everything and now more people where going to be lost.

I had to do something, anything I could to help these people who I grew up with.

I got off my horse as soon as the men departed from their friendship huddle and got my gun ready but still in my pocket. I didn't want to make a sound because one sound and everyone was over.

I was just about to creep around to the sheriffs office to see Whitey and make sure he was ok when to door swung open. I jolted back as it made me jump out of my skin from the lack of sound before.

Out stepped Whitey with his guns out. I didn't get to have a proper look at his appearance when one of my worst nightmares came towards my sweet love. Here comes Dyer Howe. Howe is my worst nightmare because that sick man is the one who killed my pa and ma right in this town. That's when Bill gave me a home at his. That's when Whitey came in looking for a job. God I though he was a dream. Wait stop dreaming Y/n, focus on what Dyer is holding. I-is that a knife! Oh no Whitey is too busy looking around to notice a blade flying his way in mid air. It's tip flying right to where his heart is. I have to act fast!
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I'm so sorry everyone but I'm going to have to make a part 3. My phone just came up with a random thing saying about storage so I will post this and then sort my storage out and then post the next part.

I hope you like it and I wonder what happens to Whitey Winn?!?!