When the King meets the Queen (Peaky Blinders)

Lamb at the slaughter

(Adira's P.O.V.)
I'm sitting in my study in my house. I couldn't be bothered to go to the docks to do the paperwork. I was alone in my house. The workers and maids already had gone home. A noise snaps me from my concentration. I look up to my door. Slow and barely audible footsteps walk towards it. I see a shadow underneath the door. My eyes snap towards the doorknob as it slowly turns to be opened. My gut told me I was in danger. But I kept my confident posture and waited for the intruder to come inside. How do I know it is an intruder? Simple everyone knows to knock twice, pause and then one more knock. This person didn't even knock ones. I see the person walk into my office. "I don't do meetings at this hour" I state as my eyes lock with the person. "Don't care" he replied with a sinnerster smirk, "what do you want, Jack?" I calmy ask my ex-husband. He doesn't say anything and walks over to one of the couches and sits on it with a sigh. As two of his friends walk in as well, Aaron and Will. The silence is deafening but it is quickly broken. "Your precious Tommy is on his way to betray you". "How so?" I ask raising an eyebrow. "Heard some Peaky's talk" he states. "Hearing something is hardly considered evidence" I reply as I lean back in my chair. "They'll kill you" he tries. I roll my eyes. He is making this all up. "Tommy never wanted you. As soon as he knew who you where he wanted your business". I stand up and walk to one of my cubboard that holds some sweets. "Want a sweet?" I ask him completely ignoring him trying to get me believe his lies. He shakes his head, not wanting any sweets. "Suit yourself" I said and grab a sweet before walking back to my desk. "Now, sweetheart, don't be alarmed" Jack starts, "but that is why I am here. To take you back home with me". "Why? So I can get another beating from you. Thank you but no thanks" I said and glare at him. "You are coming with me. I dont give two flying fucks if it is the hard way or the soft way!" he angrily snaps back and slams his fist on the couch. "I aint going anywhere and especially not with you!" I snap back raising my voice aswell. "You are coming with me. Or Aaron here is gonna make you come with me" Jack said cold and pointed to his friend. "You're in my office and under my roof, Jack. It's not your position to make the commands for Aaron to do anything other than tell him to fuck of back from where he came crawling out of" I reply, a harsh tone in my voice. Jack glares at me and his jaw clenched. In the past I would've shrinked down but that scared person is long gone. "Aaron". I watch Aaron make his way towards me. I stand up once again and point the gun, I had grabbed from the sweet cubboard, and aimed it at Aaron head. "Take another step and this baby will be emptied" I growl. I watch Jack stand up with a smirk "you're not gonna shoot him". "Watch me" I snap at him. His face quickly changes telling me he knew I was serious about firing this gun but it was back to the one he held in a second. "Now fuck off before I pull this trigger and Aaron will be no more". Jack again nods towards Aaron, snapping his finger towards me. Aaron moves again. I shoot the gun and see Jack flinch from the corner of my eye. I watch Aaron raise his hand up to his head to wipe some blood away before falling limp to the ground. Jack stands up and holds his hands up in surrender as I point the gun from him to his other friend Will. "I'm leaving" Jack tells me. Suddenly Will goes for his gun and I shoot him as well. But before I could do anything else. Jack jumps over my desk and knocked my gun from my hands. I was harshly knocked into the wall behind me. Taking my breath away. My head hit the bricks and I went dizzy for a moment. Jack grabbed my collar and proceeded to hit and punch me before throwing me over the desk. "I was just warning you, sweety" he said as he takes a hold of my hair. "That your precious boyfriend betrayed you". I was pulled up by my hair and I tried getting his hands of off me. "You're better of with me" he whispered in my ear. He smacked me on the desk and held me steady basically pushing me into the wooden desk. I spotted the gun. Thankfully it had fell on the desk. I felt Jack move my legs more open with his legs. "Stay fucking still!" He yelled at me. I heard him try unbottoning his pants and his hand that previously had a firm grip on my neck, had now loosened pressure. I moved my hand up to grab the gun. I got a hold of it and quickly swiped my hand back knocking it against Jack's head. He stumbled back as he reached up to his head. As he looked back up at me with a furious face, he was met with my furious face. "You-" before he could continue the loud bang of the gun ringed through my office. He dropped to his knees while he held his neck. It was bleeding alot. He looked up at me, pain going through his whole body and he started to make gurling sounds and cough up blood as the fear crept onto his face. "You don't have power over me anymore" I said and lean against my desk as I watched the life drain from Jack's eyes very slow. "Now you are the lamb at the slaughter. How the turned tables". "P....p..pl...plea...please" he begged and grabbed a hold of my leg. I squatted down and grabbed his face tightly. Blood staining my arm and hand. "I should've killed you when I first had the chance" I whispered into his ear as I put the gun to his head. I moved back so I was in front of him. He let out a shaky breath. I pulled the trigger once again and felt blood hit my face. Jack fell forward against me but I pushed him off of me and smirked looking at his lifeless body. "Have a nice time in Hell". I feel a tear roll down my cheek. My breath is heavy and shaky. I fell against a cubboard. The adrenaline had worn me down and my body was completely empty from energy. I slid down as more tears fell down my cheek. But I didn't make any sounds beside trying to catch my breath. The tears aren't because I was sad. No it was relief. Finally I was free. The chain around my neck had finally fallen to the ground. The weight loss freed me. I closed my eyes and smiled a soft smile as I put my head back. No one could hurt me again. A sound made me stand up. It came from outside. I looked out the window and saw a firetruck speed past my house. Immediatly my relieve turned back into adrenaline as I saw it turn the one way I didn't want it to turn. "Shit".

Published: 8th of october 2020