How Could A Heart Like Yours Love A Heart Like Mine

Another tear fell

"Get. In." My dad hissed. I did what he said. I didn't say anything back. How the hell did he find me. We both sat down in the car.
"We'll stop at Emma's to grab your things but we leave for London TONIGHT." he said angry.  Could my life get any worse? We both kept silent the entire time.
When we arrived inside, I stormed upstairs.
"You have 10 minutes young lady!" My dad shouted. Soon after, I heard him arguing with my aunt. When I entered my room I quietly closed my door. The last thing I wanted was to hear them arguing. I stood with my back against the door and I looked at the bed. A tear fell from my cheek.

I was done. My bag was packed. I went downstairs to find my aunt still arguing with dad.
"YOU CANNOT FORCE HER INTO THIS!" My aunt screamed.
"It's okay.. I.. I want to." I spoke soft. They both looked at me, shocked.
"You're making a wise decision." My dad said. He gave me an awkward hug. My aunt pulled me away.
"What about Tommy?" She whispered.
"You were right Emma, Tommy will never change and I cannot wait for him." I whispered back. Another tear fell. My father took my hand.
"It's time to go love." He said. I could feel he wasn't mad anymore. He gave me all the time I needed. I nodded.
"Goodbye Aunt Emma, I hope I will see you soon." I said. I gave her a hug.
"You will see her at your wedding." My dad said. My heart stopped. I felt Emma sob softly. But my dad quickly pulled me away.
"C'mon lets g-"
"YOU WILL NOT TAKE HER FROM ME." I heard someone scream. My dad fell on the ground.
"Dad!" I tried to grab him.
"Don't you worry Grace, I got this!" Tommy shouted. He dragged my dad outside on the streets. It was raining, I could barely see anything. But eventually I saw what Tommy was holding in his hand. A gun.
"NO TOMMY STOP, THAT'S MY D-"
*BANG BANG BANG* three gunshots. Everything went into slow motion. I saw my dad fall on the ground. Arthur grabbed Tommy's arms. My aunt came screaming outside. I leaned over my dad.
"No please god no. Dad, please no." I cried.
"Wake up dad, please WAKE UP!" I screamed. I kept shaking his body but he didn't move. I saw the gun laying on the ground. I grabbed the gun as fast as I could. It was now pointed at Thomas Shelby.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you right here." I asked cold.
"No Grace! He'a drunk, please don't do this! He wanted to protect you! He thought you were going to be taken!" Arthur shouted.
"Because I love you Grace" Tommy laughed.
"I HATE YOU." I screamed while I threw the gun away.

I fell on the ground and looked back at my father.
"I'm so sorry daddy. I promise you, I'll make you proud. I will fur fill your last wishes." I promised.