Love from Gangsters

Chapter 13

Thomas's POV

I saw Arthur and Y/n walk in laughing and watching as Arthur had his arm wrapped around her waist. He didn't come back last night and I knew he didn't wake up early to just go get her. Maybe he crashed on the sofa, Y/n wouldn't sleep with him after our chat.

I watched them walk into his office. Arthur closed the blinds and then I got curious. I waited a few minutes and they were still in there. I needed Arthur at the Garrison for a business deal. John was already there waiting for me.

I grew more impatient and finally walked over there. I didn't hear anything so I opened the door. There they were, Y/n straddled over him kissing him. Arthurs hands were wrapped around her waist and hers were wrapped around his neck.

They stopped kissing and she turned her head to me. Arthur looked at me confused, "Fucking whore," I said storming out. I couldn't believe it, was she actually a whore? I couldn't think straight, I left and headed to the Garrison.

I walked in and punched a guy walking out who bumped into me, I couldn't stop punching him. My fist just smashed into his face, making blood smear all over his face. Someone grabbed me and pulled me away from him.

I heard another voice cry out. "Oh my god, what have you done?" the woman screamed. It was Y/n, I looked at her. The fear in her eyes grew bigger when she saw my empty stare.

I got away from Arthur and wiped my face with my clean hand. "You want to be next?" I said, pointing at Arthur.

"Fuck off Tom, you were gonna kill the man out here in the open," he said, throwing his hands up.

I looked at Y/n again "Get the hell away from here," I said, pointing at her. I felt hatred towards her, not like before. This time I wanted to hurt both of them. Arthur wasn't the only one fighting demons, I had my fair share of problems.

Y/n didn't say anything she just ran, she didn't even look back at my brother and I. "What the bloody hell Thomas," Arthur said, pushing me and then walking towards the Garrison.

Before Arthur entered I made another remark "not even gonna chase after your whore?" I asked, walking past him.

"She's not a whore Thomas, fuck off." he said, following me into the pub.

We both entered the private room and there sat John waiting. We talked business and then we talked about John finding a wife.

"I found myself a Gypsy," he said, grabbing his glass of whisky. "Not as pretty as Y/n, but she'll have to do," he said, drinking his whisky.

"Thomas here saw Y/n and I fooling around and now hes in a mood," Arthur said, glaring at me.

"Oi-Thomas why so jealous," John said, laughing at me. "Aren't you in to Grace?" he asked.

"I'm not bloody jealous and I'm not into Grace, we have business to attend." I said, getting back up with the both of them following me.

We had been dealing with Billy Kimber and his boys, that's why I needed an ally. I needed someone from London and I thought Y/n's father would be perfect. Now I have no idea what I will be doing.

Y/n's POV

I ran back to the house, I ran up to the door trying to find my keys. I heard a familiar voice and I turned around.

"Oi-my beautiful sister Y/n," It was my brother, I hadn't seen him in so long. I dropped my keys and ran straight to him. I jumped in his arms.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, pulling away from him.

"I've spent the last month on my deathbed, I should be dead right now Y/n," He said, leaning back on his car. "Once I got over my sickness, mother got it." He said, putting his head down.

"Is she alright?" I asked, not being able to see his eyes.

He looked back up at me with a blank stare. "Thats the thing Y/n, mother is gone." Hearing him say those words make me sick. I dropped to the ground and bursted into tears.

I felt my brothers arms around me, picking me up and dragging me into the house. I kept sobbing, screaming that I didn't have my last moments with her. About an hour later, I finallu stopped crying, while my brother just sat there looking out the window.

"How long has she been gone?" I asked him while my voice cracked.

"About a month," He looked at me with tears in his eyes.

"A bloody month, YB/n are you fucking serious?" I said raising my voice, I was throwing a tantrum at this point. I can't he just told me about this, why didn't they ever send me letters? Why didn't my dad come and get me.

"Y/n, father wanted to sort things out before you knew." he said, shouting back at me.

"I'm going upstairs and packing, then we are leaving right away," I said, walking past him and walking to my room. I packed all of my clothes and makeup and put the bags outside of my room.

YB/n walked up and grabbed them taking them to the car. I sat down at my desk and grabbed a piece of paper. I was going to leave Ada a note.

Dear Ada,

I am sorry to not tell you this in person, but I am leaving. My mother has passed away, I don't know how long I will be gone but don't expect me to return anytime soon. Thank you for letting me stay with you and being able to call your place my home as well. I am so glad I moved in with you, I never would've met my sister. Your family has been very lovely to me, inviting me to the races and treating me as if I am one of theirs. Please tell John and Michael I wish them well and goodluck on their marriage. Tell Polly I will have to send her more fabrics and that I will miss her witty personality.

Goodbye Ada, my best friend.

Please give Arthur and Thomas their letters.

I folded the piece of paper and slipped it into an envelope. I wrote Ada's name on it and then I wrote Arthur a letter, and finally wrote Thomas one. I didn't want to write each person a letter because I didn't have much to say to the rest of them.

I had to apologise to Arthur and explain why I left. I needed him to know it wasn't because of him and that I would return soon. I also had to apologise to Thomas and tell him our time wasn't a mistake.

I needed him to know that I was not a whore and I was not using him or his brother. I walked to Adas room and left the letters on her beside table. I needed her to see them. I walked out and headed down stairs. I took my key with me and headed to my brothers car.

"What are we going to do with my car?" I asked, pointing to it.

"Father is sending his men to come and get it," He said, pushing the passenger door open. I got in and we left. We drove past the Garrison and I felt a hole form in my heart.

I slept move of the drive, I was so tired and so worried about my father. I couldn't even focus on the pain of seeing Thomas beat that man half to death and call me a whore. He yelled at me, nothing like he's ever done before. His words were so harsh and his facial expression was so cold, his eyes went black.