Love from Gangsters

Chapter 9

"Hello Y/n," John said, with a smirk. He looked behind me and then looked at me again. "Is that yours?" he pointed.

I turned around "yes it is," I said handing him the key. "Keep it with you?" I asked and he nodded following me inside.

"We have to take Y/n's car to the race." John said, holding the key. All of the other guys looked at him. "It's nicer than all of ours," he said, letting out a shriek.

I laughed at him watching his eyes get bigger each time he looked at the key. I watched the others shake their heads in agreement. Thomas was not to be found, Arthur walked over to me and placed a kiss on my cheek.

Michael walked to Thomas's office and told him they were ready. Thomas walked out with another lady, she had the same blonde, short, curly hair as I did. I was shocked, not jealous, but shocked.

"Are you my long lost sister?" I asked, tilting my head, looking at her blue eyes like I was looking in a mirror.

"We might just be," the stranger said with her deep Irish accent.

"Y/n," I shook out my hand. "Are you Irish?" I asked while shaking her hand.

"Grace, and yes I am." She said, sending a smile my way.

"I'm half Irish myself." I smiled back at her.

"I figured," she laughed.

I walked over to her grabbing her arm linking it with mine. I walked away with her, I took his little prize. She came with no fuss, we talked some more outside waiting for the boys to follow.

Thomas's POV

I brought Grace with me, she was an old friend of mine. I knew watching Y/n flirt with both of my brothers and cousin would make me frustrated. I had to make her jealous this time.

Grace was beautiful, elegant and wore respectable clothing unlike Y/n who wore short dresses that made a statement to the men. All she cared about was male validation and I was not giving into her.

Michael cam and grabbed us from my office, I sat my glass down and grabbed Grace's arm leading her out of my office. I placed my hand on her back and whispered. "There's going to be another lady here, she's not exactly a whore but she acts like it," Grace turned to me laughing at my statement.

We walked around the corner and there Y/n stood, she wasn't wearing her typical outfit she looked elegant and beautiful to say the least. I couldn't stop my thoughts and then she spoke.

She asked the weirdest question, I turned to Grace and noticed they had similar features. Fuck I thought in my head. She's going to think I brought Grace because she looks like Y/n.

The girls were outside and all the boys approached me. Arthur was the first to speak.

"Y/n's twin?" He said laughing, "at least bring a lady who has brown hair brother." he said walking away.

John came next saying something similar and Michael just laughed at me. I didn't have words, I didn't know what to say. All I could say is "Grace has been in my life longer than Y/n, I can't help she tries to look like her." I shot them a look, a look that represented say one more thing and I'll shoot you right here.

All of the boys went up to Y/n, John dangled the keys in her face. Y/n laughed following John and hopped in the backseat with Arthur. Michael rode shotgun and there Grace and I stood.

"I'll drive myself," I said, grabbing Grace's waist. I opened the door for her and opened my own door. I looked back at Y/n's car full of my men and she was stuck into Arthur's eyes. His arm around her and all of them laughing.

I started the car and drove off, the others followed. Grace and I talked from time to time. She was gorgeous and she was who I needed to focus on.

Y/n's POV

Arthur was being funnier than usual. He really knew how to make me laugh. I couldn't stop thinking about Grace, how much she looked like me. It was strange.

"So when did Thomas Shelby get a little friend?" I asked, looking at Arthur.

"He told us he's known her for a while, but only after the fact we told him she looked like you," Arthur said laughing while the others joined him. "Are you jealous Y/n? Are we not enough for you?" Arhur looked back at me.

"I am not jealous Mr. Shelby, it's just weird seeing yourself in someone else," I said, hitting his shoulder. I joined in on the laughter.

I didn't care that Thomas Shelby has a new friend. I just didn't like how cold he was to me and then he brings someone like that. He told John I was not allowed, maybe because I was a woman? Then he brings himself his own woman.

I stared through the window looking as we arrived at the races. "This is amazing," I turned my head looking at Arthur.

"It's a bloody madhouse Y/n," He said laughing.

"That's why it's amazing Arthur," I said looking back out the window.

The car came to a stop and we all got out. Arthur waited for me then guided me with his hand behind my back. I kept walking following the others while Arthur was behind me. We walked in and went up a flight of steps.

Thomas opened a door to a private room and we all walked in. He stopped me and Arthur before we walked in.

"Arthur, can I talk to Y/n for a second?" Thomas moved for Arthur to walk into the room and then he shut the door.

"What do you want, Thomas Shelby?" I asked, not having the same flirty tone I had before trying to get under his skin.

"No flirting anymore eh?" he asked, grinning as he thought he was going to beat me in a game of chess.

"I'm not in the mood Thomas," I said, trying to excuse myself and walking into the room. I just wanted to watch the horses, since I have only seen them from afar and only in the stables. I've never seen a race.

"Thomas? Not Thomas Shelby, what has gotten into you?" he said, breaking my gaze at the door.

"Look Thomas Shelby, believe it or not I have never seen a horse race, I am not in the mood for whatever cheap insult you have to say," I said moving past him opening the door. He followed behind me walking towards Grace.

"Are you alright love?" John asked, grabbing an empty glass and then pouring whisky into it.

"Yes John, I'm well I just really want to see the races." I said, grabbing the glass from his hand. I couldn't keep my eyes off the track, just waiting for the races to start. I was talking with all of the boys while Thomas and Grace stood at the other side of the room.