reader pov-
warnings- blood, death, angst, loneliness.
You are Y/n Shelby. Sister of Tommy, Arthur, John, Ada and Finn Shelby. You are older than Finn but younger than Ada. You're 20.
You loved all of your siblings, but you were especially close to Tommy. you did everything together. he was always there for you. your first heartbreak at 15, he bought you chocolates and beat up the boy who broke your heart. when a group of girls picked on you, he taught you how to stand up for yourself. even when you got your first period, he made you hot water bottles and made you hot chocolate.
But he was drifting. And it wasn't because of the war. you knew this because when he got back you were the only one he would smile at. you were the only one he wrote letters to. it took you a while to realise why he didn't want to spend time with you anymore.
Grace.
She had broke your brothers heart when she betrayed him. so you already despised her.
but now she was back. she was taking up all of his time. you knew it was stupid. you were a grown woman. but you went from spending all your childhood being practically raised by your brother, to not seeing him for 4 years, to spending most of your time with him again. and now he doesn't want anything to do with you. i suppose it's not really grace's fault. it was your brothers.
a few weeks after their wedding, everyone but tommy could see how him brushing you off and ignoring you was effecting you.
you didn't speak to anyone. you bought a house from some money you had borrowed from your brothers company, and ignored everyone.
the first time your family had seen you since the wedding was at the charity dinner for the orphanage tommy and grace were opening. you attended because you were going to try and make amends with your brother. maybe ignoring him back made him realise how much it hurt to be brushed off.
but alas, nothing.
he said two words to you all night. which were "hello y/n"
to say you were furious would be an understatement.
the night moved swiftly and you were champagne drunk. you headed over to tommy to give him a piece of your mind. everyone else was moving to the dinner hall. but before he noticed you, you heard a mans words..
"for angel," before feeling excruciating pain pass your shoulder. you were confused. what just happened?
you felt yourself falling and no one caught you. the scene was pretty ironic. the loneliness, even through dying.
you tried to look around and you saw grace in tommy's arms, a bullet hole through her chest. you knew what had happened. you had been shot, and it went through you and into grace.
before you could dwell on it too much, your aunt pol shouted your name.
"y/n! no, no! come on sweetheart stay awake. stay with us" she cried.
and one by one you brothers crowded around you. all except from thomas. it was a miracle you weren't dead already.
"the ambulance will be here soon y/n just hold tight" john said.
"there's no need, i'm dying." you whispered. "where's tommy?" you asked a tear slipping down your cheek.
"he with grace sweetheart." arthur replied sadly.
"can you get him to come here? i want to say goodbye" you weakly asked.
"THOMAS!" pol said.
he looked at where his name was coming from and saw his family were crowded and his heart dropped. he carefully placed grace down. she was gone, but his sister needed him. he wasn't dumb, he knew he had been ignoring you and he knew you were hurt but you were old enough to know that he had his own life. but now you was loosing yours.
he sped over and propped your head up in his knee.
"tommy?" you whimpered.
"i'm here love, i'm here" he replied stroking your hair.
"i'm sorry. i don't know why you were ignoring me. but whatever i did, i'm sorry" you cried. you could feel yourself getting dizzy but you tried to hold on for as long as possible.
"don't be silly y/n. it's my fault. i didn't spend anytime with you and you felt lonely. it's all my fault" he felt more tears cascade down his face. loosing both his wife a youngest sister in the same die, by the same bullet, by the same man is destroying him.
"i forgive you tommy. i love you" you told him.
"i love you too," he kissed you forehead.
"i love all of you" your family needed to hear that before you took your last breath.
"we love you always, forever and always." the family replied.
that's the last thing you heard because you chocked up blood and took your last breath...
the end
