Barefeet, scars, sweat, tears, and blood. That was all she knew until she finally, finally got away.
Thomas Shelby x OC
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February 15th, 1919
Age: 27, 14
Camden Town, London, England
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The men docked the boat onto Solomons property, "let's get this shit boys, don't have all day" a British voice called out. The men began to load the boxes of alcohol and barrels onto the platform and sent inside of the factory.
"Bloody hell this shit is heavy" a man known for complaining lifted up the barrel containing Gemma grunted. He dropped the barrel onto the platform which two men lifted and carried into the barrel inside. Jeremy's was placed next to hers "OLLIE!" the voice shocked Jeremy into opening his eyes, he was starving and dehydrated and stiff. He wanted to know if his mother was still alive.
Alfie slowly made his way over to the barrels "how's my product?" Alfie questioned his men who stood by the boxes "they paid in full boss" a man handed Alfie the bag of money "good, good" he nodded and handed the bag to Ollie before checking over his boxes before noticing something.
"Why is there blood?" he asked pointing to the barrel "blood?" a man asked confused, he opened the barrel and jumped back "bloody hell" he almost shouted, everyone there looked inside the barrel.
Alfie pushed a few away and looked inside the barrel, "what the fucking hell is this, they're shipping dead bodies now?" he shouted "get her out, check the other barrels" he ordered and stood back. His men pulled out Gemma onto the floor she groaned in pain "she's alive" Ollie gasped.
"Got another one" they pulled out Jeremy who coughed and crawled away from the man. His brown eyes scanned the room until they landed on his bloody mother, he crawled over to her and moved her sweaty blood covered hair from her face.
Alfie watched with furrowed eyebrows, confused with the scene in front of him "mum" Jeremy whispered, she blinked in a daze reaching onto his shirt. "Who the bloody hell are you?" Alfie asked still confused as ever.
Jeremy looked up at the men surrounding him and his mother in fear, when his eyes connected with Alfie's they instantly dropped. "Can you help my mother, master" Alfie body jolted, he looked at Ollie and the others "master? What the fuck did you just call me?" he scoffed, "Alfie...I think they're slaves" Ollie pointed out.
"Slaves?" he eyed the two on the ground and sighed "call a doctor, feed them...and clean up that fucking blood" he ordered.
Ollie followed Alfie into his office while the men carefully got Gemma up and lead her into a spare room of Alfie's while Jeremy followed behind.
