In which the demons chase after the once infamous she-devil of Birmingham and eventually
catch up.
Peaky Blinders Season 3.
Thomas Michael Shelby.
WARNINGS: Smoking, sex, language, blood, death, drugs etc.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters or...
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The Arrow House, Warwickshire, 1924:
T O M M Y stared at Eleanor when she placed her hand into his own. Her eyes were full of anger and annoyance and he felt his entire body go into hives. He pulled his wife close to him, nevertheless, wrapping his arm around her waist and, surprisingly, Eleanor didn't push him off like her look had signified when she approached him.
The wife and husband then began to sway to music as others watched with smiles on their faces, Eleanor wrapping her arm around Tommy's neck, feeling his warmth. God, she hated him that second and it was their wedding day. And yet being so close to him after an hour or so apart felt like the best thing in the world.
Eleanor hated how much it was still possible to love Tommy even after he had proven to be a liar even when they finally got married. She tightened her hold on him and leaned to whisper to his ears. When to others it seemed like two people in love, dancing to slow music, to Eleanor and Tommy it was a good enough moment to confront each other's fears. "I just had Poly fess up to me that you're beginning business tonight," she whispered and felt Tommy tense, the female smiling victoriously as they continued to sway around slowly, the Shelby male not quick to answer a woman he had lied to again.
"I didn't know they would come," he eventually answered her gently, Eleanor wishing to scoff, to literally strangle her husband, who brought enemies to their doorstep, where their daughter was.
Elle sighed silently, but Tommy heard it well so he tightened his hold onto her as if Eleanor would vanish from his mistake of lying to her. She pulled away a little and finally met hist terrified eyes, feeling herself go strange by how much her heart broke at the sight of Tommy's expression.
Tommy had been confident in their relationship most of the time, but moments like those, when he thought he really screwed up, made Eleanor see that he did have doubts, that he did feel afraid she could leave him or worse, die. And each time Elle felt terrible she made him believe so, especially since she knew she loved him the most in this world and would never leave or worse, wish to die.
Eleanor softened her look eventually, wondering whether Tommy used this expression since he knew it could change her mind. But, on the other hand, a part of Eleanor felt a certain thrill to know that he cared for her, that he wished to be with her even if it was obvious. It made her feel wanted, even after all these years. "Just one evening, it was all I asked," she told him silently, the two staring into each other's eyes, which were filled with love and mutual understanding he had just shaken. "Just don't let anything happen tonight, Tommy. Or, better yet, tell me everything so that I can help."
Tommy was quick to shake his head so Elle wished to roll her eyes, but realized that everyone else's eyes were on them. She decided to connect their foreheads to speak with him in a bit more personal distance, everyone around them still smiling and staring as Eleanor just wished to get away from the prying eyes once and for all. "I'm not asking you to stop. You know I would never despite what we have now," she whispered, smiling softly as he stared at her in awe, unable to answer Eleanor even if he heard every single word she was telling him. "I'm just asking you to be honest with me... Even if I had asked for the same thing in the past already. Just, Tommy... Promise me you won't lie anymore. A wedding vow, hmm?"
