Mafia's City (Finn Shelby X Reader)

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The next morning you woke up more tired than ever. Your eyes were swollen because of the hours during which you cried quietly. With difficulty you got up from the warm bed and while you were fixing it the door opened wide and a tall boy around your age entered.

He took off his peaky cap, revealing his pretty face, and threw it on the bed. As he came closer to you, he looked you up and down, making you realise that you were wearing only a shirt. Your eyes met with his ocean blue eyes, sending shivers down your spine.

"You're the whore, hmm?" he bit his lower lip. Your eyes widened and you slapped him as hard as you could. Before he could realise what was going on you pushed him and ran out of the room.

You ran downstairs where you found Polly and hid behind her. The boy, now angry, had followed you. In his hand he held his peaky cap and you could see blades sewn into it.

"I'm gonna fucking cut you!" he yelled as he approached you. Polly was standing in front of you with her arms outstretched to protect you. She put out her cigarette and before she could say anything to the boy who wanted to kill you, Thomas had come in the room.

"Oi, no you won't, Finn." Thomas stood before the tall boy, blocking your view. "You will protect Miss Black. If anything happens to her you will be the one to blame, understand?"

"Yes, Tommy." Finn clenched his jaw angrily. Later, he would talk to Tom about why he had to protect you.

"Good." Tom patted the younger boy on the shoulder then added "Tell Isaiah to go and pack up (Y/n)'s things." he turned around and was ready to leave, but you stopped him.

"Can I go and pack my stuff. I don't want them going through my things." you asked still from behind Polly.

"Sure, Finn and Isaiah will come with you. It's not safe, be careful." Tom turned towards the blue-eyed guy and left.

"Let's have breakfast first." Polly angrily pulled the peaky cap off from in between his fingers. He shook his head no. "(Y/n)?" she then turned towards you.

"I'm not hungry." you had lost all your appetite. First your father dies, then you move in with people you don't know, and on top of that, someone has the courage to call you a whore.

With the corner of your eye you noticed Finn staring at your ass so you turned around to face him. You raised your eyebrow at him.

"Tch, go and put on proper clothes before we leave." he looked you up and down with a smirk. You rolled your eyes and when you were walking next to him you made sure to bump him with your shoulder. He only shook his head with a slight laugh. You didn't know what was up with this boy, but you knew you weren't very found of him.

You quickly changed into your own clothes, which had dried to your delight. When you came back downstairs, Finn was sitting on an armchair, manspreading, with a cigarette in his hand. He exhaled the smoke through his mouth and inhaled it back through his nose. At that sight you felt a strange feeling down in your stomach, but you quickly shook it away.

"Are you ready?" he stood up when he saw you. He didn't look at you viciously anymore, you thought it was because Polly had told him about the things that happened yesterday when you were upstairs.

You only nodded and together the two of you left the house. He put on his peaky cap and fixed his coat when he saw a guy standing in the distance. You approached him and he introduced himself as Isaiah to you. You smiled and let him kiss the back of your hand. Finally someone with manners, you thought.

You felt strange because they knew where you lived without you telling them. First Isaiah went into the house to check if it was safe. You felt awkward waiting in silence alone with Finn. You couldn't even bring yourself to look at him. You could feel his presence, though. He was towering over you and he was carefully watching you, studying your face. Isaiah finally came back to you and now you could go inside. You walked in without waiting.

"You stay here, just in case." Finn patted his friend's shoulder as he followed you inside.

As you walked in you looked at the wall which was so carefully scrubbed, but your father's brains were still visible. It was hard for you to hold back your tears, but you didn't want to seem week, expecially not in front of the guy who called you a whore shamelessly.

You went up to the second floor and went into your bedroom. You noticed Finn walking shortly after you. You glanced at him for less then a second before opening your wardrobe and beginning to pack all of your clothes in a large black suitcase.

"I'm sorry, I mistook you for a whore." Finn sat down on your bed. You stopped packing and turned to face him "I was just expecting someone."

"It's okay. I almost mistook you for a man." you smiled ironically at him. Then you turned back around and continued shoving clothes in your suitcase.

You heard the bed creaking as he stood up "I'm also so sorry for your loss, Mr. Black and I used to be close. He was a good man." Finn came closer to you and leaned against the wardrobe.

"Yeah, he was." you smiled sadly. Your eyes teared up as you remember every single memory with your father.

Before leaving the house you took a picture with you, a very dear picture. On the photo there were two people, your father and your pregnant mother. Practically, you were in the photo too.

You could barely lift the suitcase, you might have packed way to many things. And half of your books were still staying on the bookshelf. You took one last glance at them before going down the stairs.

When Isaiah saw you, he quickly rushed to you to take the suitcase from your hand and help you. Before he could, however, Finn pulled it from behind you. Isaiah raised his eyebrow confused and you rolled your eyes annoyed. Together you went back to Polly's house.