Tommy Shelby ~ Between the Walls and the Whiskey

Untitled Part 10

chapter warnings: suggestion of sexual assault, physical violence against main female character, baby in danger (no actual harm done)

Cecilia sat wishing the train would pull away as the memory came back choking her with fear. The events of that night were as clear to her now as they had been a few months ago. The passing of time had done little to comfort her, and each detail began to play out in her mind yet again.

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The men of a rival came and broke into the home when Thomas wasn't there. She had just put Evie down for the night when she heard the crashing of furniture downstairs. Knowing it wasnt a drunk Thomas as he was never violent or sloppy enough to make a scene, she shut the door to Evelyn's room and locked it, standing like a lioness over the basinet ready to do anything to keep her baby safe

The men made their way up the steps after crashing their way through the house. She could hear the slamming of the other doors and the muffled sounds of their voices as they laughed and ransacked.

She'd stood with her eyes shut willing them to keep away from the last door, but they took notice of the room and  broke through within minutes.

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Cecilia sat on the train holding her daughter tight , her eyes shut as she remembered how it felt to see them there, grotesque in the beautiful room she'd decorated for Evelyn.

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"Who's this? The nanny?" One of the two said giving her a dirty look. He pulled a knife eyeing her with disgust.

"Wait!" The other said grabbing his partners arm. "Thats his woman," He was clearly to afraid to do harm to the woman Thomas had killed and maimed for.

The other man looked from his friend to Cecilia confused and a little shocked before grinning. "You like white cock then? I've got one for you."

She'd hardly heard his words, all she cared about was the baby.

"Come on then , if you like it so much, come and get the real thing." He said fumbling with his pants. The other man was shaking his head no.

"Just a message, no need to start a war." He advised.

"What do you mean" The knife wielder shot back over his shoulder, he was slowly approaching Cecilia.

"Don't touch her Mac, don't do it. Not if you know what's best for ye"

The mans brows met in a furious frown as he turned to look at his friend. "Do you not have any balls at all Murph? Fucking hell man, why the fuck should I care what he thinks of some black bitch."

"You're right." She said softly "Why should you care?"

The man spun and looked her.

"You shouldn't care at all. He's never here. Whats the worst that could happen to you? He'll never know" She said, the words slipping from her mouth, fear making her shake as she found herself believing them.

"This a joke?" He asked taking a step back.

Cecilia looked up at the man with tears in her eyes, "There's guns here, lots of them hidden to protect me when he's not here. Because he's never here. It's just us...he broke his promise..." She stopped, realizing something "I should break mine."