Cruel To Be Kind - Peaky Blinders Fanfiction

Part 28 - To Forgive and To Love

I know this definitely feels like a filler, but I promise it's just about to start with all the drama with Graves. Please just hang on with me.

I hope you all loved the last chapter. I was feeling a little mischievous when I wrote that one, hence the pottymouth from Elsie. Though I did enjoy showing her personality a little bit more.

Does everyone like her? I'm trying to keep Tommy in character too and I've even started watching some scenes from the show to remind me more of his character. Just have to say, I still love him so much.

Please stay tuned as I'm sure there will be more updates soon seeing as I have literally nothing to be doing during this lockdown. I hope everyone is staying safe and following their government's rules during this time. I know you just want to get out but we need to keep everyone safe and the best way to do that at the moment is by staying at home. Stay home. Stay safe.

Sending my love to everyone out there and if anyone is finding themselves in need of someone to talk to then please PM me and I'll be happy to talk to you. Remember, we're all in this together.

Love, Comet96 xx

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It seemed strange to me that it was this place of all places that Polly wanted to meet and talk. I didn't only feel out of place but I was uncomfortable with all the eyes on me.

I questioned why Polly had even asked me here, I had never been to church before to worship God and I didn't intend to start now.

From the eyes of everyone around me, I knew it was weird for them to see me here too. Some of the faces I recognised from school; the children I taught and their parents. Other's I recognised as men from the Garrison.

Polly's hand nudged mine and I turned my head to her. She was looking in front of her at the minister and nodded her head slightly. Closing my eyes with a sigh, I tuned in to what the man was saying.

"For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you,, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." I frowned as I repeated the minister's words and turned back to face Polly. This was why she wanted me here? Because of this?

"Not now," she whispered, her fingers playing with her rosary as she nodded back at the minister as he finished up his sermon.

Within minutes there was a collective 'Amen' and movement as they did the sign of the cross and rose. Polly grabbed my arm and brought me with her as she joined the others in speaking to the minister.

We went through some process of small chit chatter with other churchgoers and Polly spoke to the minister before she pulled me back to our seat where she knelt and prayed. I sat on the bench politely as I waited for Polly to finish up with her worship.

It gave me time to think about why she wanted me here. If she wanted to speak to me after her prayers then why did she ask me to join her for her church service? What was it the minister said? Forgive others? Whom did I have to forgive?

"Your grandfather told me what happened during your visit," Polly said, breaking the silence. If she wished for me to be embarrassed then she wasn't going to get that. I've had over a week to deal with the drama of the weekend.

"Did he tell you the way I use my mouth?" I muttered letting my eyes roam around the church as she scoffed. "I Don't regret what I said, Polly and I'm not going to forgive my grandmother if that's why you brought me here."