𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌

sneak peak

it's been a while guys, i know ;) but here is a sneak peak at my next chapter! with college and writers block it has been hell but don't worry as edith is about to return with whole lot of drama. . .

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act one — nine
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1919

there was one thing

that you would be wise not to do and that thing was to anger polly gray. it was something the whole of small heath swore upon as well as the rest of the shelby clan. however, edith was never one to follow up on rules. edith dawson wrote the rules and when necessary she broke them.

— "sit down and shut up." the harsh spit of words faced the young women upon arrival at the house. with tired eyes edith complied with a sight, wondering what trouble she'd brewed now. "a letter came this morning, addressed to a edith adler." the wise women spoke, her eyes like fire as the blazed fury upon the young women. "who the fuck is edith alder?"

"pol-" she began with pleading eyes as she tried to push this away. but polly wasn't about to let up. against her best judgment the women had opened the letter.

"edith, you explain now or i'll bloody cut you!" she raged with fury that edith had never seen.

it caused shivers to crawl her spine at the spite that laced her god-mothers voice. "my alias, from new york." She answered shortly before twirling her cigarette along her dainty fingers.

with swift, strong hands polly grabbed at edith's collar tightly. "it's from the new york fucking mafia, edith!" she seethed, her voice like a hot iron as realisation dawned upon the young women.
polly had already read the letter.

closing her eyes, edith had to fight the shaking that begged within her bones. not letting the hot tears she called poison fall, edith breathed softly. "polly." lifting her dark orbs to meet with her mother figure she felt her stomach turn. "because i like you, i'm asking you not to go there." her words were quiet as if glass would smash if it were an octave louder; or maybe it was her heart that would.

the elder women's eyes softened, but not with pity, with blatant fear. polly gray had already lost her real children and her nephews to war, she couldn't loose edith too. loosening her grips she sighed heavily. "what the fuck did you get yourself into, edith." this time it wasn't a question but pure shock.

edith was stubborn, something polly knew, and giving up secrets wasn't something she was fond of. with a shaky breath the petite women snatched the letter before storming out of the Shelby home, the ground almost breaking as she did.