Sebastian Gray was taken from his mother at a young age. Changing from place to place changed the once sweet and innocent boy into a angry, serious teen. He went through more than any 17 year old boy should've. Finding bad habits, friends and a self...
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Loudness filled the candle lit house. It was night time and all the Misfits were home after a long day at work or at least their term of work. They had all spread out across the house, all in separate rooms. Some were in their bedroom, some were in the living-room drinking and chatting.
Sebastian was sat at the kitchen table with his drink in front of him hoping to drown away his sorrows. He had promised Betty he wouldn't use any drugs on his last day there but he was struggling immensely with keeping that promise. His hands were aching to reach for the bag of cocaine that sat in his blazer pocket. He couldn't believe he let himself rely on the drug so much but it helped him ease the dark thoughts of his past.
Felix came running into the kitchen from his bedroom down the hall, the shouts of his twin, Isabel, following him from behind.
"Woah, woah. Slow it down, speedy." Seb said as he put his arm out to stop the eight year old from running into the china cabinet. "What've you done to annoy ya sister, uh?"
"Nothing, nothing. I promise." He replied as he filled up a glass of water, having to stand on his tiptoes to actually reach the sink tap. Felix turned back around to see Sebastian staring at him with one eyebrow raised. "Okay, fine. Me and Sal were jumping on her bed."
"Sal and I." Seb mumbled under his breath, he absolutely hated when people weren't grammatically correct after years of having literacy drilled into his head. Shaking his head, he continued. "What had Betty told you about messing with ya sisters things? Do you really wanna be on dish duty for a month?"
"No." Felix muttered quietly whilst looking down at his feet.
"Hey, come here." The teen ordered softly. He put a finger under the boys chin and lifted it up so he was looking him in the eyes. "I need you to make a promise for me."
The young boy nodded in response encouraging Sebastian to continue. "I'm going to be gone for a while and I need you to look after everyone for me, do you think you can do that for me?"
"Where are you going?" Felix curiously asked, ignoring the promise he was suppose to be making as it was the first he had heard about Sebastian's departure.
"I'll be gone for a while and I need someone to look after everyone for me." He continued, trying his best not to flinch at the question the young boy asked as he didn't want to worry the younger ones with his whereabouts as they had previously been told to avoid the Peaky Blinders. "And I think you are just the man for that."
Felix nodded eagerly liking the thought of doing something for someone he looked up to. "I promise, Sebby. I cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye promise."
"Woah, that's a big promise." Sebastian replied, gasping in feign shock.
The sound of the kitchen door opened, cutting Felix off from replying. The two boys turned around to face Louis, a tall dark skinned male. He was the eldest of the Misfits at 27 and had joined them nine years ago due to him being Emily's cousin. He was the Misfits best shooter and helped them earn money through fighting.
