A L I V E❔❕ (tommy Shelby fanfiction)

Chapter 5//

I don't think that I'd ever get used to the reek of alcohol. The stale and strong stench seemed to follow me wherever I went, and wouldn't leave no matter how many times I'd wash myself.

I had now been working successfully at the pub for a week, give or take a few problems.

After Thomas fixed my head up that day, he'd met with Harry, and organised for me to work there again, promising him that I wouldn't cause any more issues. I'd try to keep that promise, although so far it had been difficult.

I'd managed to keep to myself, not speak up or shout, and be polite if I want tips. So far, so good.

I was currently at home, lounging around until my shift began. It now began later than before, so that I'd have most of my day off. Rose had already left for the brothel, she had seen a hat in town she wanted, and was now desperately working more hours to save up for it.

I let myself relax against the cushion. I didn't know why I was so nervous today. I just felt like something bad was going to happen soon.

I pull a cigarette out of my pocket, before pulling it to my lips and cupping my hand over it, before lighting it. Cigarettes usually calmed me down when I was anxious.

Just as I breathe out the first puff of smoke I'd exhaled, I hear a sharp screech come from outside the house. I lift my head up once more, wondering if I was going crazy, or there was an actual scream.

I stayed silent for several seconds, before the loud noise was screeched again, along with a string of curse words. A mans voice was now apparent as well.

I jumped up quickly from my seat, deciding to investigate. I walk quickly towards the door before turning back, and biting my lip, thinking. I decide to get the gun I keep in my front drawer out, I case there was danger of an kind.

Then I walked out of the house.

The screaming continued, and I walked briskly towards the direction the sound was coming from. I entered a small alleyway, which the noise was most apparent from. Why did bad shit always happen in alleyways?

I look further down it, to see a young girl struggling on the floor, being overpowered by a clearly older man. Her brown hair is cut into a small bob, and a hundred or more stray pearls left unattended on the floor, from a broken necklace.

I pull the gun out from my pocket, and hold it steadily in front of me. The girl seems to have given up now, letting the man have his way. Tears still streamed down her face, but no silently, with no fuss at all.

I take another step closer.

"Get off the girl right now, or I'll shoot your brains out."

My voice is calm, steady, although I can feel my hands shaking. Killing someone is the last thing I want to do.

Both there heads raise, and I see the mans eyes widen. They are bloodshot, and have black bags underneath. He makes no effort to move, instead just stays in his place.

"Get your dirty hands off her right this instant, or I'll blow your brains in to smithereens, and send them in the post to your mother," I repeat, my voice shaking towards the end.

The man, thankfully,mess too drunk to detect how scared I was, and slowly lifted himself off the girl. She pulled her dress down, so it covered more of her. I jerked the gun up, to show that he needed to stand up. He did, shakily.

"If I ever see you do anything to any poor girls again, i won't hesitate, got it?" I say loudly, hoping to get the message through his thick skull.

He nodded, and I nodded back, before he stumbled off into the darkness, probably to prey on another poor girl.

I walk over to her, and crouch down next to her.

"Want a cup of tea, love?"

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After I'd taken the girl back to my house, she informed me shakily that her name was Ada, and that she wanted to go home. I'd sat her down on the comfy armchair, and made her a cup of hot tea, putting in several sugars to calm her down.

She drank sips of her tea, before shakily putting in down, and not drinking it again. She told me several times that she just wanted to go home.

I tried to coax more information out of her, where she lived, but she sat quietly.

She looked so quiet, bless her, so I took her up to my room, and set her on my bed. I took her shoes off, before deciding to save her dignity, and leave her dress on, no matter uncomfortable it may be.

She mumbled incoherent sentences for a while, before falling back into the bed, and passing out like s lightbulb. After watching her for a while, I decided she was going to be ok, and left her alone.

In the morning, I wake to the sound of laughter coming from the kitchen. It sir up, confused for a few seconds, before realising that I slept on my sofa. I rub the sleep out of my eyes, and decide to investigate the sound.

I stumble into the kitchen, still half asleep, to see me sister and the girl from last night, Ada, sitting at the small table, sipping tea. They look up at me when I enter, and I give them a small smile. Ada straight away bounds up, and wraps her arms ground my waist, hugging me.

"Thank you so much for last night." She whispers. "I was so scared, and I thought I was gonna die."

"It's ok, love. Your ok now." I whisper back, patting her back gently. She pulls away, and sits at the table again.

"I'm sorry you slept here last night, you didn't seem to remember your address, and I didn't want to push anything." I tell her.

She sits up straight again, before glancing round the room. "What's the time?" She asks. I look down at my watch. "10:37" I reply.

She suddenly gets up off her chair. "Shit, shit, I'm going to be so late!" She says quickly.

She runs out of the room, and we gear a series of loud bangs.

Me and rose look at each other quizzically, before I turn and run out after her, trying desperately to keep up. I catch her just as she's stepping out of the door,and she turns back.

A look of realisation hits her face.

"You can see my arse in this ripped dress, can't ya?"

Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while, but I've got a few chapters already written out. Poor ada🙁 I just wanna give her a hug.

May xo