The Shelby baby better known as Jennifer Shelby. She is the younger twin of Finn and he and her brothers keep reminding her of it by the nickname. She might be the youngest Shelby, but she's got a sharp tongue and she isn't afraid to use it. She is...
Arthur's trailer was led through the streets. The neighbours all gathered around to put flowers on it. Looking sadly at the trailer I caught eyes with Ada, who was standing on the other side of the street next to Linda and Billy. I gave her a sad smile and gave nods in appreciation to the neighbours for their gestures. I felt someone grip my hand looking to the side. It was Finn, catching his eyes i gave him a hug. Finn squeezed me, pulling me closer in the embrace. I looked over his shoulder into the tired eyes of Isaiah. He stayed the night comforting me and Finn. He lost an important person too, Arthur treated him like another brother. But he was also in pain because Jennifer was in pain. The look on her face made him want to take away all her pain, but he was helpless. He couldn't take the pain away, so he chose to be there for her. Walking inside the house we all sat down. There was silence, it made me anxious. I needed a distraction 'Does anybody fancy a cuppa?' Finn nodded his head, so I headed to the kitchen. I put the kettle on when I heard "How are you feeling?". I turned around to face Isaiah. ''Honestly i dont know... it's... Arthur... He's gone too.. I just can't believe it''. Isaiah came over and hugged me whispering sweet nothings in my ear. ''I feel his aura still, my gypsy sense is telling me so''. He pulled away from the hug to look at me and carefully said ''Jen.. I know it's hard, but he's gone''. I pulled away from him ''But i know it... i just know it''. Isaiah gave me a look of pity and something else in his eyes. Pulling away from him I irritatedly scolded him ''You don't have to believe me, just don't pity me-'' the kettle whistles declaring the water is boiled. ''You can make yourself and Finn some tea. I gotta make meself presentable for the funeral'' I gave him a stink eye walking to my room.
Walking into my room I inhaled and exhaled slowly. I didn't want to snap at Isaiah. He's just there. All the stress with the Italians is making me snappy. And i don't know i feel Arthur's aura. When John died I knew instantly, because I couldn't feel him anymore. But I do with Arthur. I should ask Polly if she feels it too, considering her gypsy sense is stronger than mine. I looked into my wardrobe and chose to wear one of my newer black dresses.
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I put on some pearl earrings and a necklace. I put my hair half up with the black bow Arthur always pulled out of my hair. Putting some black powder on to make my blue eyes pop out and a coat of red lipstick on, i looked meself over in the mirror. I looked good enough, pity it was for such a saddening occasion. I walked downstairs to see Finn and Ada waiting for me. Giving Ada a quick kiss on the cheek and her telling me I looked lovely, we headed to the funeral. When we arrived we walked to his trailor, Ada put a rose on it. While Finn said some words under his breath and I put a letter on it with words that were never said but should lead him to a peaceful place. We walked towards the rest waiting. Ada held mine and Finn's hands for comfort. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman with a white flag approaching, making the guests nervous ''Tommy''. Tommy looked over at the woman ''Alright let her come'' he said walking over to her. I couldn't see or hear what happened next, because I felt a hand around my waist and a figure stepping closer. Looking up I saw Isiaiah covering me up from her sight. Always the protector. I loved that about him. I wonder if it's just his instinct or him following orders from Tommy. Does he really care or is he more scared of what would happen if he didnt. No, he's my friend, he cares.. Right? I refocused on my surroundings when Tommy set fire to the trailer. I felt tears stream down my cheeks, there goes my make-up. I can't believe it. I went from 4 overprotective brothers to 2. That's just... I don't know. I should feel scared, but I don't. Not really. I feel anxious. I want to leave.. escape but Tommy wouldn't allow it. Not really. Ada had managed to hide from him for a while, but she wasn't living. I want to live free and not be paranoid about being shot as revenge for Tommy. I just want to be me. And live my life. But that wasn't written in the stars for me. It would never be. Because I'm the Shelby baby.
