Falling for Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders fanfic)

Listen, please.

"Tommy, she's pregnant" I say slowly.

"To fucking who?"

"Calm down."

"I'm fucking serious Grace!"

"Freddie Thorne"

"Shit! Fuck!" He screams and walks out. At least he didn't take it out on me.

Ada walks in, she looks anxious and worried.

"He will be fine Ada, he needs time to think" I reassure her although I don't think that will be the case.

"I'm worried for... for Freddie! He claims he isn't scared of Tommy but he doesn't realise he's changed since the war" she exclaims and I don't know what to say.

Around half an hour later I'm walking back through the dirty streets of Birmingham.  As I walk past the Garrison a man pushes me to the side. He grabs my wrists pushing me up the wall. I scream but he covers my mouth until I calm. My whole body gives up as the tears stream down my face.

"Please let me go" I mutter.

"The Shelby. Fucking Tommy Shelby. What are his plans?"

"I don't know"

"Don't play stupid! Fucking tell me"

"I don't know I promise, he hasn't told me anything."

"You're a close friend? You must know" he shouts but then he releases me. I see the man drop to the floor, my vision blurred from the tears.

"Grace. Grace. Are you okay?" John shouts.

"I'm okay" I say wrapping my arms around his neck. See this is the down fall of being friends to the Peaky Blinders you have enemies. But then you have the Peaky Blinders for protection.

"Come in the Garrison, it's only Tommy and I in the back"
I nod unsure of whether I want to face Tommy.

"Did he tell you John?" I ask.

"Ada? Yes"

"Is he okay?"

"Tommy's never okay" he says.
"But he will be" he adds.

We walk in to the Garrison, my hips hurts from the man hitting me so John holds me up so it's less obvious. I didn't realise how much it hurt until now.

We open the door to see Tommy sat with a glass of rum in his hand.
"Grace, what fucking happened?" Tommy says standing immediately.

"I don't know, a man grabbed me but John was there to get him of me before anything happened."
Fuck is it that obvious?

"Did he say anything? Fuck! Who was it?"

"He was asking about you" I mutter not wanting to tell him for some bizarre reason.

"John find who the fuck it was and kill him. I mean kill him!" Tommy says surprisingly calmly.

"No it's fine leave it please" I say.

"'No or I'll do it!"
Fuck, I shouldn't have said anything.

"Tommy we will sort it tomorrow, I need to go" John says walking out, Tommy just nods and I thank him.

"Are you okay?" Tommy says pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead.

"I'm fine, just my hip"

"I'm sorry" he whispers.
I can't bring myself to say anything as I feel tears brimming in my eyes.