Chelsea ripped the veil from her face, snatched her gloves off and chucked them into the canal before running after her father who had left Charles and Lizzie screaming for him to stay.
Chelsea ran all the way after him until she caught up to him, slamming the car door shut in his face before he could get in, "Where the fuck do you think you're going? Your child is out there crying and so is your wife."
"Your husband and children are doing the same and yet you are still here." Tommy said, taking a step back and staring at his daughter, "So, why aren't you there?"
"I'm worried about you." Chelsea said, "You've just lost your daughter and I've lost my sister and you've barely said a word to me since she died! So, tell me, where are you going?"
Tommy sighed loudly, rubbing his eyes, "I'm going to kill Evadne Barwell."
"Who's that?" Chelsea asked, furrowing her brows, "Why are you killing her?"
"Because she is the reason Ruby is dead." Tommy said, placing his hands on Chelsea's shoulders, "The blue sapphire that Grace wore, I gave it to someone, she gave it to Evadne who put it on her daughter. Her daughter died. She then placed the curse on Ruby. You all caught up?"
"That blue fucking sapphire." Chelsea spat, crouching turning around and leaning on the car, "It's always the fucking sapphire."
"Are you coming or not?" Tommy said.
Chelsea thought to herself for a few moments, guilt piled on top of her. If she didn't do this, then she wasn't avenging her sister's death. But if she did do it, she would leave her step-mother, brother, two children and husband alone and crying.
It had been years since she killed someone. The last time she killed was in 1929 when she was trying to keep herself alive, she killed dozens of men who were attacking her.
After John was born, she promised herself that it would be the end, she would never return to those old ways.
But the anger she had pushed down was slowly rising up and she couldn't do anything to stop it.
"I'm coming." Chelsea said, pushing herself off the car and turning around, "Give me my gun. I know you still have one for me in your pocket."
Tommy nodded, reached into his pocket and handed Chelsea her gun, "Glad to see you back, Princess."
Chelsea noticed how natural the gun felt in her hand, the adrenaline in her body as she knew someone bad was going to die at her hands and she loved it.
"Glad to be back." Chelsea whispered, "Let's go."
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Chelsea and Tommy walked through the forest, neither of them speaking and walking in complete silence, the sound of the twigs snapping and the leaves crunching was the only sound to be heard.
Chelsea walked around a group of trees huddled together and saw a woman stood up staring at them, a few wagons behind her, a young girl sat on a fallen tree log, horses tied to the trees and men and woman exiting their wagons.
"Evadne Barwell?" Tommy called, walking up behind Chelsea.
"Yeah?" Evadne answered, looking the two up and down, "Who's asking?"
"I'm here on behalf of the blue sapphire." Tommy said before he pulled out his gun and let fire, Chelsea doing the same.
With each body that fell, Chelsea felt a sense of relief lifting off her shoulders, seeing the woman dead on the floor made her happy, she had got what she deserved.
