Gia didn't speak a word on their way back home. The only moment her eyes moved was when the point she fixated outside was gone by, and she needed to search for a new point. Tommy noticed her quietness, yet the others didn't. Once they arrived in Watery Lane in the early afternoon all men jumped out of the car.
Tommy could feel Gia look at his side profile so decided to turn around. The second their eyes met, Gia's pupils enlarged. When he only concentrated on her eyes he saw every luminous point in his life, but when he looked at the larger picture, her visage, he saw her worry and need for rest. He sighed and leaned in to kiss her forehead. "What about my surprise huh?" She smiled. "That's for later, but I know how you can do a big favour to Polly. Come on." He answered as he stood up to get out of the car.
Gia didn't understand at first but couldn't hide the little smile on her face as he took her inside. This morning they passed via the betting den but now they went through the front door. When he opened the door she heard barking. He got out of the way to show her beautiful dog. "Ah, Stella." She smiled as she got down on her knees to hug and pet the dog.
It might have been crazy for others but Gia had missed the company the dog gave her. "I've got some things to deal with, you stay here." He told her. She turned around and smiled. Only once he started to walk away she voiced "Sometimes you need to silence the gun in that head of yours." He turned around and saw that she was still playing with her dog.
Gia heard the front door open and saw Arthur come in. He looked different from this morning as if somebody had changed his thoughts out. He sat in the single-seat and drank from Gia's cup of tea. She seated herself on the seat in front of him to get his attention. When he didn't give it to her she didn't try any further.
When she stood back up to go to the kitchen she heard him cry. She slowly turned around to make sure she was hearing him right. She slowly walked up to him and placed her arm on his shoulder. He looked up at her and placed the side of his head against her stomach and started crying even louder. Gia did her best to support him even tho she didn't know what had happened.
She tried to get his reaction by saying his name a couple of times. When she saw that he still didn't react she voiced his name loud and clear "Arthur." He lifted his head from her belly and stopped crying with a heavy head. She went down on her knees and looked him in the eyes "What's wrong?" He looked her back in the eye and stood up "Head's like a fucking boat, Gia. It's heavy and sinking because of the cargo. Sometimes it slips to one end and the boat tips." He whispered.
He went on "In those moments I feel it slipping and there is nothing I can do to stop the boat from tipping over." Gia sighed and seated herself. "My brother takes medicine or some shit for it." She suggested. "Tommy threw it away." He told her. "Tommy's always right." He mumbled. "This isn't about who's right. This is about what you want." She explained as he sat back down.
"What should I do?" He asked. "Ask that to yourself and if you can't get it sorted out ask yourself how many people's lives have I ruined because of it." She stood up and picked up her vest. "When Tommy's done tell him I went home." She opened the door and left the house with thoughts and her dog.
When she finally arrived home after bribing her cousin to drop her at home which is almost an hour away, she dropped in her settée and fell directly asleep. She woke up about four hours later by someone knocking loudly on her door. At first, she turned around but when she recognised the voice that yelled her name she stood up immediately.
She opened the door with her hair in disarray and the first two buttons of her blouse open. Tommy laughed "I see you were working hard on getting ready." Gia let him through and acted as if she knew what he was talking about. "For euh what should I be getting ready?" She asked. "The reopening of the Garrison." Tommy answered as he let himself through to her living room.
"Right Arthur wanted pure gold for everything huh." She mocked as she went up to her dressing room to change. "I'll be right back." She yelled from upstairs. Tommy sat down as he knew that wasn't true. He was smoking a cigarette when he heard her front door open and saw a grey-haired woman walkthrough.
She was carrying a basket of baked goods and a bottle of wine. "Tesoro, could you get the basket, please?" she asked him. He walked over and helped the older woman. She started laughing and told him "You aren't a stranger to me don't look so surprised." The woman clearly knew her way around the house as she went to get three glasses. "You know my name?" Tommy asked. "Of course, you are Thomas Shelby. I'm Victoria Changretta." She greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.
She started pouring out wine but stopped at the third glass "Would you like some wine, kiddo?" He nodded and couldn't hide the adoration he had for the woman. "I don't think she's going to finish her glass she hasn't been drinking much over the last few weeks." She talked to herself. It was obvious to Tommy that the woman was forgetting a lot as she went to get three more glasses.
He heard spike heels come their way and looked up to find Gia in a breathtaking dress not to forget her signature red lipstick. "Ah ma, what are you doing here?" She asked as she greeted her mother by kissing her on the cheek. "Just passing by, Tesoro. Ma me ne andrò perché vedo che hai le mani piene stasera." She winked at her daughter.
"I'm done here. I'm sure I'll see you much in the future, Thomas." She squeezed his cheek after drinking her wine in one go. After the woman left and Gia was ready she joined Tommy outside. She stepped in the car and with a compliment from Tommy they were on the road again "You look good." He admitted as she closed the car door.
Tommy checked had checked his clock again as they were walking into the Garrison. "That's the third time you checked your clock. I keep counting cause it's making me crazy. Calm down." She advised as she kissed him.
With one tug he opened the double doors and was welcomed by cheers and laughter. Gia was pulled away from him by Polly and Ada. She greeted both women before they took her to their booth. "Oh, what a beautiful little boy. Hi Karl." Gia greeted the boy on Esme's lap.
Ada laughed and pointed out "You've still got some lipstick from Polly on your face." Polly stood up and yelled "Who wants a fucking drink. It's on the house." She suggested. "Does Arthur know it is?" Gia asked. "He'll see it tomorrow morning once he counts the money he lost." Esme supervened. The drinks arrived, and the women all served themselves with two glasses each.
Tommy couldn't erase the brief interaction he had with her mother. She did seem to eagerly slow be drinking from her one glass of champagne, she almost looked discussed. But he couldn't observe her anymore as Ada took her away to the ladies room. Polly on the other hand was totally wasted and coming his way for another drink or two.
"Haven't you had enough?" He asked her. "Nah, I even drank Gia's glasses. She isn't really much of a drinker. On that part she doesn't fit in with the family." She laughed as she swayed to the music. "It may be hard to believe, but I had exactly the same problem when I was pregnant, but then it was from pickles." She laughed as she picked up the bottle and two glasses she got served.
"I really needed a wee." Ada mumbled as she washed her hands. "And a break from Polly." Gia guessed. Ada's laughter calmed down as she now leaned against the sink. "You're one of us from now on." Ada informed her. "What do you mean?" Gia asked cluelessly. "I mean a Shelby. Tommy has never introduced us to a woman." She informed her as she stood up to go.
Once they arrived in the open room Gia was pulled aside by Tommy. "You ready for that surprise now?"
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Fanfiction// Tommy Shelby // She has an old golden soul that scars everyone she touches. A soul so powerful she knew where to place her eyes. She who loves the colour red and black. She is one of a kind. She doesn't cry nor does she show the pain behind er sm...