A story in which the daughter of the infamous Polly Gray didn't die after all
Adriana Gray
A girl who's been passed from family to family all her life, a girl who finally finds her real mother after all these years
Only to be thrown into a world of...
"You painted me red. I couldn't know if it was love red or blood red"
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| Bonnie |
Smoke, that's all I can smell, see, I feel like it's sunk into my clothes and we've only been here a day Dad said we'll be here a while, few months maybe We got word from one of the lee boys a couple of days ago, Thomas Shelby was apparently asking after us We got the details and packed our stuff, leaving the camp and finding some spot in the woods in Birmingham to settle It was just me, dad and a few lads from the camp to keep us company
We were told where to go, what time, where to stand to find the Italians we were taking out It was an easy enough job I'd killed people more times than a 20 year old should ever had to kill By now it just felt numb, just another body, another bullet Dad had patted me on the back and then stabbed one of them in the neck, leaving me the other guy.
He'd fell to the ground with a thud, blood seeping out his head, I heard shouting in the distance, I assume that was the shelbys and the funeral we had intruded on I couldn't understand why a man would use a funeral as bait, my family has done awful things but family was sacred Especially in death
I hauled the body's up onto the horse for dad, before getting on mine I'd gotten him a year ago from a fair, well... more like won him in a fight The funeral itself seemed... tense
I assumed this was the infamous John Shelby, there was word around the camps about the shelbys John being one of the only Shelby's they had a genuine ounce of respect for as he was married into the Lees.
As we got closer I noticed a girl shouting at a man, she slapped him in the face and was getting dragged away from him I couldn't help the small chuckle that came out at the sight of her, she was clearly pissed off.
We rounded the tables and I got a better look at her And I had to admit, she was fucking gorgeous I hadn't interacted with many girls, always travelling and living with people you considered family, but she was breath taking and I found myself feeling kind of nervous.
She was small but had a sense of defiance about her that I admired, the way she was staring this man down was everything
She was clearly Romani, I know the shelbys were gypsies but she actually dressed like one, she had the dark hair and a scowl on her face that could put anyone six feet under, I also couldn't help but notice the gun holster on her thigh when she moved.
She was alluring, but strapped with at least 3 guns.
She started shoving him and shouting more but I couldn't hear a single word, I was too captivated looking at her "Five hundred each, a thousand for the brace" my dad reeled off as he neared the man she'd been shouting at.
