𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪'𝕤 ℙ𝕠𝕧:
It'd been around a day since Katherine left and I wasn't sure if she was coming back. It came to the point where I had to start avoiding Alfie, which didn't look good for business. Polly & Ada's threats carried on while Arthur does what Arthur does best, drink. John hadn't met Katherine yet so that's one less person on my case. I made my way to the betting den to be welcomed by Polly's dirty looks, "Family meeting in an hour." She nodded obviously still not speaking to me. I made my way to my office and started my day with some paperwork.
𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕖'𝕤 ℙ𝕠𝕧:
The journey back to Small Heath was longer than I expected, did I really run that far from Birmingham? My hair is a knotted mess, tangled with leaf's and twigs along with my right cheek slashed from a tree while I was running. My heeled boots are covered in mud while my black leather jacket is basically shredded. I look like sh*t but f*ck it, who are these people to judge?
As I walked along the path a few streets away from the Garrison, I noticed how people started to cross the street with their heads to the floor. This only happened when Tommy is around, I shifted my body a full 360 turn but he was no where in sight, are they afraid of me? My mind quickly went elsewhere as I turned a street corner in which a large white building came into view, this was the last thing I expected to see in Small Heath.
As I focused my sight I noticed a woman around mid twenty's with short blonde hair bickering with a man that looked fairly old. I couldn't see the woman's face nor the man, just the side of their heads. I don't know what interested me so much to listen into their conversation, but i'm glad I did;
𝑀𝒶𝓃- "𝐻𝑒'𝓈 𝑜𝒷𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓅𝒾𝒹, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜𝒷𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜 & 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓀𝑒𝓎."
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝒲𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒?"
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒, 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊."
The woman began to walk into the building with the man following shortly behind. "Sh*t." I muttered under my breath. I ran across the road and went into the building which I now realise was a museum. I hid behind a corner moving my hair behind my ear to hear slightly better.
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒."
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝒜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇."
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓈?"
My eye's widened.
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝒴𝑒𝓈."
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝐿𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉?"
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝒴𝑒𝓈."
I scoffed at what I heard.
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝒹 𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓈?"
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹."
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𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝐻𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒, 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓀-𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓎."
The man let a small laugh escape his lips.
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒜 𝒸𝓊𝓉-𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒶𝓉 𝑔𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓎? 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹𝓁𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉?"
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝒴𝑒𝓈, 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔."
The woman walked away to look at the other side of the room with the man following behind.
𝑀𝒶𝓃-" 𝐻𝑒'𝓈 𝑜𝒷𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊."
My blood started to boil, who is this woman?
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒𝒹?"
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓈."
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒮𝒾𝓇."
𝑀𝒶𝓃-"𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓉𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒."
No f*cking way i'm hearing this correctly.
𝒲𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃-"𝐼 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓌𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈?"
The woman walks towards the entrance causing me to hide behind a corner. As she walks past I finally got to see her face, it's that f*cking barmaid.
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Katherine Pierce/Tommy Shelby
Fanfiction"𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝓎𝓉𝒽, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓁𝓁..." 𝔹𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨 ℙ𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕪 𝔹𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 & 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕍𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝔻𝕚𝕒𝕣𝕪'𝕤