𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄 | ❝ I'm with the Shelby's, you lot are always in trouble. ❞
━ IN WHICH Sylvette Taylor returns home after nearly twenty years to find a shell in place of her best friend. Or, alternatively, Sylvette Taylor pays the p...
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When Tom burst into Ada's home, Sylvia knew that something was wrong. From the way his eyes were wide and filled with what looked like panic to the tense arch of his shoulders. He pointed at the two of them, Ada holding Karl in her arms lovingly was about to scream at Tom for busting into the house. "The both of you, stay here!" He demanded and it scared Sylvette.
Due to her stubbornness, Slyvia immediately wanted to object against his order. But something about how he looked frightened her to her core. Without another word, Thomas left the house, and the women shared a look of confusion. Sylvia had no idea what he could be talking about but Ada must have had an idea. Her eyes widened, "It's today."
"What's today?" Sylvia's voice was bewildered, she didn't know of anything special happening today.
Ada chuckled dryly, "Black Star Day. I should have fuckin' knew that idiot would go through with it." Ada handed Karl to Sylvia and this caused her confusion to only grow. She then remembered hearing something about Black Star Day from John. He never explained exactly what it was but she recalled something about a fight.
Sylvia did not like that she didn't know about whatever was going to happen. "What're you doing?"
"What's it look like I'm doing? I'm fuckin' going, I'm not letting them get themselves killed." As much as Sylvia wanted to defy Tom, he looked serious. When his pale blue eyes met her matching blue eyes, Sylvia saw something she never saw in them before. Even before the war, she'd never seen such horror in Thomas Shelby's eyes. It was an odd look on him.
She knew that Tom's only fear in life was losing control. Sylvia felt a surge of confidence– despite the ill-feeling in her ribs –at the sight of Ada being so calm, "Well, if you're going, so am I," Ada didn't oppose as she opened her wardrobe, her hands immediately found a black dress, "Why black?" Sylvia asked as Karl burped in her arms, she rubbed and patted his small back.
The small boy reminded Sylvia of a dream she once had, of having a child when she grew up. But when she was yanked from her home and shipped off to a new family... that dream faded into nothingness.
"In preparation for the funeral's we'll have to attend if these men go through with this stupid fight." Ada's words alarmed Sylvia, Tom's face flashed in her mind, then John, then Arthur, and poor Finn! Sylvette's heart rate skyrocketed. The next few faces she saw were those of the Shelby women, how wrecked they'd be if they lost their boys...
