FINISHED!
The Shelby family has one more sibling. This one is Tommy's twin, the older one to be exact. Some say he is even more frightning than Thomas Shelby. What happens when someone tells the family he wants to betray them. Take over the family b...
(Zindello's P.O.V.) A gasp escaped my lips as I was awakened by the sudden sheer coldness of water. I shook my head so the acces water would leave my hair. Before looking up at the culprit. It was Jesse who was the one that rudely threw a bucket filled with cold water over me. "Good you're awake" he said placing the bucket down next to him. I scoffed and leaned back in the chair that I was tied to. "You know that a simple shake against the shoulder also does work wonders for waking someone up" I told him, "so for the next time. Please just shake the shoulder". "Since when did you start saying please?" Jesse questioned turning his eyes to me, "as a gangster I do not have to say please. But I choose to, because unlike you. My mother taught me that manners maketh men". Jesse just rolled his eyes at me. "You know I guess I could teach you about manners" I continued. But changed my mind. "No, I don't actually feel like it. Later maybe? Hmm, how about never. That's a growing possibility". "You know what, Zindello" Jesse said turning around to retrieve something, "you talk way to much". "Well thank you for telling me that. We should talk that through with one another" I replied simply. A growl escaped his lip a d he returned with a cloth in his hand. He walked behind me before roughly pulling the cloth in my mouth to prevent me from talking.
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"This should make you stop openening that fucking mouth". I looked up at him after he stepped from behind me and I chuckled at him. Although the cloth muffled my chuckle, you could still hear it quite well. Jesse's eyes began to grow even more angrier, but before he could do something else. Another voice came through the room "well, well, well. Isn't this a nice change of sceneray. The infamous Zindello Shelby tied to a chair while being silent by a piece of cloth". I turned my head to face Inspector Campbell. "Seems like someone finally managed to shut you up". "You fink dis can stopf me from thalking" I said through the cloth. It effected my speech but you could still make out what I meant. "And always so quick with the wit". He walked around me while taking a look at me. He began to talk which I couldn't really care to listen to. Campbell talked about everything I already knew. He wanted to destroy the Blinders and use the Red Dogs for that. "But I only came here to bid you goodbye, Sonny" he told me. "How ffsweet ophff you" I responded sarcastically before turning to Jesse "he has manners". Jesse scoffed in return. Without saying anything else, Campbell turnes around before leaving me, Jesse and some other Red Dogs alone. I was suprised when not a lot later, Jesse removed the cloth from my mouth. "He is using you and your friends, you know that right?". Jesse didn't answer me, he just stayed silent and avoided the eye contact. I watched as his shoulders began to go up and down when he began to breath harder due to anger rising inside of him. Then his body snapped around and he face me completely "I'm going to kill you". I wasn't effected by his threat, just simply leaned forward and replied to him in Romani "Do I need to remind you who I am? I am Zindello Shelby!" I screamed at him, "You can't kill me! Only I can decide my death!". He couldn't understand my mother's language, and that was exactly what scared him the most. Not knowing what someone says in a way that seems so threatening is a sight to behold. I could see the fear burning in his eyes as he gulped. I laughed as a maniac, which even scared Jesse more and he took a step back. A mistake on his part. It showed that I still had the control of the room, even tied to a chair. With basically a snap of my fingers I could change the atmosphere in this very room. From calmness and relaxed, to tense and fearfull. I sat back in my chair and with a bored voice responded "so when does your D-Day take place?" I questioned him in plain English. Jesse gave me a questioning look in return. "When is the day that your important mission of exterminating the Peaky Blinders is to begin?".
