In which Freya Shelby struggles to cope with her brother's death but meets Bonnie Gold and everything seems to fall back into place until it falls apart again.
[Peaky Blinders, Series 4-6]
[Bonnie Gold x fem!oc]
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Christmas Day, 1925 had to have been one if not the worst days of Freya's life. If you had told her last year that on Christmas Day 1924 her brother would be shot dead she would have stared at you like Tommy before laughing at you and calling you a thick twat but here she was sat in her bedroom staring at the ceiling with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Lottie was sat at the edge of her bed with a comforting hand on the blonde's leg, neither of them knew what to say so they sat in silence listening to Freya's broken sobs.
Katie, John's second eldest who had witnessed her dad's death along with Esme, Freya, Rory and Eve was laid next to Freya waiting for Esme to get back so they could go back on the road.
"I going to miss you, Frey," Katie whispered, voice hoarse from crying. "And you Lottie."
"I'm going to miss you too, come see me if and when you can yeah?" Freya asked as Lottie nodded.
"I'll try but no doubt Johnny Dogs will know where we are so you can always ask him and come see us," Katie told the two girls.
Esme knocked on the door, still in John's coat with red eyes, "Katie, come on now. It's time to go."
The three girls stood up, hugged each other and said their goodbyes before Esme grabbed Freya pulling her into a tight hug, "Johnny will know where we are, come see us," she whispered in her ear and kissed her forehead. "Look after Rory and Eve for me please."
"Love you," Esme told the duo who were left before leaving.
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"John is dead," Tommy stated and Rory's eyes fell on the man as she swallowed, any emotion that tried forcing it way up to her throat was not allowed. Freya flinched and grabbed a hold of the girl's hand under the table, neither of them daring to look at the other or Eve or Lottie.
Rory pulled her hand from the girl's grasp and looked up at Tommy, "Don't. Don't you dare stand there as if this isn't your fault. I actually can't believe you sometimes Thomas it's genuinely as if you're the thick one and not Finn. What were you thinking fucking with the mafia in the first place? Did you think you'd get off Scott free? Yes, you did because you're Thomas Shelby and Thomas makes his own rules and follows them and we're just pawns in your little game of chess. Well guess what Tom... fuck you. Fuck you and your little game of chess. Fuck you and the Shelby last name. I have no family because of you and I hate you." Freya watched as the girl began to smack at his chest, she knew it pointless to get her to stop because she would just end up hurting him herself. "I'm never going to forgive you for this, you know. Never. I want out of the Shelby name, Tom. I'm done, I'm so fucking close to leaving," the teen told him with tears streaming down her face as he had grabbed onto her pulling into a hug which she had no energy left to fight.
"I know, I know and I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry, sunshine," he used the term of endearment she hadn't been called in years and tried to console his niece, knowing it wouldn't help, knowing there was a chance she would still leave with Esme and leave the family for good and he wouldn't blame her or even try to stop her because he knew, they all knew, deep down she'd be safer with the Lee's on the road.
