Cruel To Be Kind - Peaky Blinders Fanfiction

Part 21 - Sorry About the Rain, Mrs Shelby

Another chapter for you all.

I do hope you enjoy this chapter - I'm not sure if any of you are going to like it. To me, it just seems like a lot of ... babbling, but I couldn't write anything else.

I'm not sure if you know that I've edited all the other chapters. I was trying to get them all edited before continuing with the story and seeing as that's done I finally wrote this chapter.

There are new scenes added to previous chapters. In the third chapter, there is a scene between Arthur and Elsie that I wanted to write but forgot the first time and managed to edit it into the second version. Please re-read it if you wish.

There is also a scene between Ada and Elsie in chapter fourteen - I do recommend that you read that one.

Most of the changes I have made were done for plot reasons so I do recommend you take another look at the story.

I do hope you all enjoy this chapter - it is after all the wedding. I'm not sure if I like the ending, but now that the wedding's out of the way, we can finally start working towards the whole plan with Graves etc and it'll eventually lead to the TV show (though I am certain that while my story will follow the show, there will be large differences between the show and my work as Elsie is my character and she will be changing things that happen during the show, but I want you all to know that I will be following the main plot of the show.)

I want to thank everyone for reviewing all the previous chapters and I do hope you enjoy this one.

If there are any problems please feel free to PM me or leave a review.

Thank you and enjoy xx Comet96 xx

Edited: 31/12/19

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My fingers were shaking as Papa led me down the aisle to Tommy. My grip on his arm tightened as we stepped over the flowers on the ground. I was so scared I was going to fall. Would that be considered bad luck? Tripping on my wedding day and making a fool of myself.

Tommy was stood at the end of the aisle, his back to me as was the tradition. Mah-mee stood at the altar, facing me, a large smile on her face as she watched me close in on them. As the matriarch of the family, it was her duty to marry us, and I hoped she would do so with pride.

Within seconds, even though it felt like hours, I reached Tommy's side and he turned slightly to look at me, a smile on his lips. As I joined him, he lifted his right hand and I quickly placed my left hand in his. Papa gave my shoulder a squeeze before leaving us and joining Polly and Ada.

"Let's start with tradition," Mah-mee said, stepping to us, a knife in her hand. She took my left hand in hers and slit a small cut in my palm, making sure it bled. She repeated the action on Tommy's right hand. "Time for the binding."

Tommy held his hand out, palm up and I slid my left hand onto his, our fingers linking. Mah-mee pulled a long green sash from her dress and wrapped it around our hands, binding us together.

"Do you, Thomas Shelby, take Elsie O'Connell to be your wife, to be her constant friend, her partner in life, and her true love? To love her without reservation, to honour, and respect her, to protect her from harm, to comfort her in times of distress, and to grow with her in mind and spirit?"

"I do," Tommy said without hesitation. There was a strong tone of confidence in his voice. He almost sounded smug as if he thought people were going to doubt him and his part in this marriage.