'I know I can treat you better, than he can
And any girl like you deserves a gentleman'
A girl with demons. A boy with a bad reputation. A boy soon to be corrupted.
Ivy is a girl who finds the devil at every doorstep. Demons surround her but what w...
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Music boomed through the room, bodies collided, alcohol was spilled on the hardwood floor. These were the scenes at Thomas Shelby and Grace Burgess's wedding. People were dancing, laughing and generally having a good time. Everyone was full of energy from the food and alcohol that they had consumed. Everyone had energy except for the teenagers that stood awkwardly in the corner of the room. Ivy Solomons, Isaiah Jesus and Finn Shelby were engaged in a quiet conversation of a random topic. "Right, I'm off to find someone. I need a fuck, or some cocaine." Isaiah piped up. Ivy shook her head but laughed at her friend's bluntness."All the girls here are whores, so you have fun with that Zy." Ivy told the teen. He shook his head but left, regardless of the brief advice. Ivy and Finn were still standing in the corner, the only thing that had changed was the fact that Isaiah was no longer there and that they weren't talking. Awkwardness filled the space between them. Ivy thought about all the memories that they shared together, almost every single one involved Finn being awkward or strange in one way or another. "Do you wanna dance?" Ivy asked to break the tension. Finn hesitated at first, not wanting to embarrass himself. "Come on, it'll be fun. Besides, no one will be looking apart from me." The girl reached for Finn's hand and pulled the reluctant boy onto the floor where everyone was dancing.
She reached for his other hand and started twisting his body. Finn's face was stoic and showed slight hints of fear as Ivy danced with him. She laughed at his shocked expression but continued trying to dance with him. Eventually, the teen loosened up and forgot about everyone around him. He began to feel more comfortable in his surroundings and danced like an idiot with Ivy. They looked like a pair of insane chickens but they didn't care, they were having a good time, sober, and that was all that mattered in that moment. Until John decided to ruin it. He came over to the pair, pushing himself between them. "Finn boy, I've got something for you. You two, follow me." Ivy and Finn exchanged glances of embarrassment and confusion. Where were they going? And to do what?
The pair followed John, nevertheless. He led them through Tom's vast house and outside to his stables. "I thought Tommy told us no racing and no gambling?" Ivy asked as they walked through the rows of horses. "Yeah, he's changed his mind. Finn take your shirt off." Finn followed orders and unbuttoned his white dress shirt. "Right, don't you worry, Finn." He grabbed his brother's shoulders and started shaking them. 'Wait, Finn's gonna race?' Worry filled Ivy, she didn't want him to hurt himself. "Don't you worry either, Vee. He'll be fine," John reassured the girl. "Cavalry boys ride like a sack of stones, alright?" John started pushing Finn around more and Ivy just rolled her eyes. 'Boys.' She thought to herself. "John. John, there's an awful lot of King's shillings around here today." Johnny Dogs emerged from the other side of the stable to inform the Shelby.
