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*Warning ⚠️  This story has mentions of violence, sexual abuse by a family member, smut, harsh language, etc. Keep this is mind as you read ❤️

𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝟏𝟗𝟏𝟗

Nora walked into the house excitedly, with a sweet surprise for little Finn. "Finn?" Polly emerged quickly in the hallway and rushed to her. "Oh hi mum! Look I baked, for Finn! Would you like one-" "You can't be here. Go home. I'll meet you there!" "What? Mum-" "Eleanora." Her voice was stern but slightly shaky, which caused Nora to walk further into the room. "Mum, what's-" She stopped herself when she took in everyone in the kitchen. All of her cousins, whom she loved dearly and a man she loathed to the core. Her uncle. She never thought she had to see him again but there he was, front and center of the room with a smug grin on his face, as if he didn't rain terror on this family.

"There she is, my sweet girl."

Her face twitched as her mind sunk into a very dark place. Those words...those words scared her more than anything. Those words ruined her, broke her down. Tears stung her eyes as they met Finn's sweet innocent face. "C'mere Finn." Finn approaches her as she gives him a few pastries. "Go on upstairs. Close the door. I'll come play with you soon." Finn nods, always obedient to his big cousin and runs up the stairs. Polly watches her daughter, mentally preparing for what she might do next, unable to read her genuine reaction. Her older cousins, confused as ever, unable to empathize with her pain. "Where's your manners darling, I know your mother taught ya better than that. Both of them. Now where's your uncle's hello?"

Before he could say anything else Nora pulls a small pistol out of her purse and points it at him. "You thought you could come back and I wouldn't get you for what you've done?" Everyone is taken aback in shock put no one moves but Polly and Arthur.

"Things are different, Nora darling. I know I hurt you. I know I've hurt all of you, but I've changed."

"That's not gonna work here, old man. Try hell, when I send you there."

"Nora, no, don't do it." Arthur slowly stands up and moves to take her gun but she retreats from his side, still pointing the gun at her target. "He's no good Arthur, you don't understand. He's scum...he's garbage, he's- he made me scum." "He's different, Nora." "Oh bullshit." She cocks the gun, "Sit the fuck down." She demands pointing the gun at her 'uncle'. Polly steps in immediately "Alright Eleanora enough. Give me the gun." "No. No, he deserves a bullet in the head and I have the right to fucking do it."

"Nora." Thomas breaks his silence. Nora shakes her head as her finger plays with the trigger. Thomas approaches her. "Nora, come on. Gimme the fucking gun." Nora almost always listened to Thomas. He always knew best for her. Whatever he said went. The gun shakes but Thomas quickly grabs it and disarms her. Her eyes grow dark as they linger on the target of all her rage as he slowly stands up and grabs his things. "I know where I'm not wanted. I'll be going now." He glares at Nora and winks at her before turning his back to leave. Nora screams and charges in his direction but John and Thomas hold her back.

"Nora, Nora don't do it. Don't do it." Nora's screams turn into sobs and pleas for release as Polly immediately steps in. "Tom, John let her go. Let her go right now!" As they release her, Polly pulls her daughter into a tight hug consoling her. "This is why I wanted you to leave darling. It's alright, it's alright. It's over. It's over." She pulls Nora to her feet. "I'm gonna walk her home." "No. Get away from me. All of you." She grabs her purse and storms out to main road walking home, as John calls after her. She ignores his calls and proceeds walking until he catches up to her and grabs her elbow. She pushes him down in an impulsive response, rendering him shocked.