TALES OF THE HEART ❦❧ HELEN MCCRORY CHARACTER ONESHOTS

you left me

for the last 4 years, I have been stuck in France with my awful parents who kidnapped me from the place I called home for almost half my life. When I was 6 I ran away I didn't get far they found me after a day. However, when I was 18 we went on a trip to England for my father's business and I ran and ran and ran. That's how I found the famous Peaky blinders and fell in love with Miss Polly Gray. I also became like best friends to her nephews and niece. They became my chosen family. By the time I was 28 Polly had proposed to me. We were going to get married. I had my life planned out, and my parents were long forgotten...

That was until one day I was held at gunpoint by my father who I fought against and told him I would not go anywhere with him then he told me if I didn't come back to France this instant, Polly would be harmed. I was obviously going to choose her safety over my own. So for Polly, I didn't hesitate to leave. I never knew how he knew about Polly but he did and that scared me.

My Father dragged me back to my childhood home and locked me in my old bedroom. I haven't left since. The only times I was allowed out of my room was for a family dinner, where if I didn't attend I would be beaten over and over by my father. I learnt just to obey the rules. Until one day they had begun to trust me more and they no longer followed me to my room. I went to the front room which had the window already opened so I climbed out. I ran and ran as far away as I could until I found a train station, I had no money on me so I snuck on the train and eventually found my way back to Birmingham without being caught. I knew they would all be mad at me for going without explanation, primarily Polly. I just hope they provide me with a chance to explain.

Finally, I made it to the place I call home. Anxiety rushed to me. I no longer wanted to knock on the door that I had walked through many times before. But it was now or never. I gradually made my way up the walkway to the door. My heart was beating out of my chest and my hands were trembling. I lifted one shaky hand to the door and knocked 3 times. After about 1 minute of standing there, the door opened and there stood the woman I loved most, the woman that I would have been married to if I wasn't taken away and locked up by my awful father. At the sight of me, she almost fell, if I hadn't thought quickly she would have. I was now the closest I'd been to her in 4 years. As I pulled away and helped her stand again something scraped my arm. A diamond ring on her left hand

"Hi, Polly" I whispered, loud enough for her to hear.

"Y-Y/N? What are you doing here, where the fuck did you go?" she was mad but also, confused, and upset. I predicted this, what other response is there when your now Ex-Fiancé shows up at your door without notice?

"Look Pol, I know you're mad but can we please sit down and let me expla-"

"No! you don't get to leave for 4 years and then show up as if nothing happened! You left me, you said nothing to no one about where you were going. You didn't even tell me Y/N! We told each other everything." She had tears running down her face. All I wanted to do was wipe them away, and hold her close as I used to when she was upset "What was more important than us, your 'family', and ME! What made you leave, with no trace?"