Clara's POV
I was woken up by pounding at my door. Groaning and turning over only to hiss at the bright sun shinning onto me. Rubbing my eyes remembering last night events. Thomas Shelby. Shaking my head at my thoughts. I'm here for one thing. And one thing only to kill Thomas Shelby.
Bringing me out of my thoughts the banging on the door got louder. Grabbing my rode along with my gun putting it behind me back. Slowly getting off the bed towards the door.
"Open up! Orders by the Peaky Blinders!" I went stiff. They found out. Raising my gun to the door. They wouldn't stop. Looking at my surroundings. Escape through the window. It's open. But if I go I'm in my night wear. I'm screwed either way. Slowly pulling the hammer back with a soft click. Closing my eyes taking a sharp deep breath along with pulling the trigger.
Everything went quiet, a thud landed outside my door. Grabbing my bag quickly jumping out the window. Hearing my door break in was all I need to go even faster.
Shot rang out behind me. They are at shooting me. I'm so dead. Quickly weaving between people in the alley to a hiding spot. Changing fast into a simple brown skirt and blouse. Didn't care if I was changing in an alley. I'm worried about my life. After putting my shoes on grabbing my gun keeping it to me. So cold out. Fuck my jacket ! Great going Clara !!
"Are you Okay?" I looked down the alley towards that girl I saw with the Peaky Blinders. I pointed my gun at her fast.
"Don't come near me or I will shoot you."
I glared clenching my jaw.
She raised a brow at me. "I'm guessing my brothers came and saw you?"
"Yeah and I shot one of them." She glared back pulling out her own gun. We stood inches apart glaring at each other.
"Put your gun down girl. You don't know who your messing with." I have a slight chuckle.
"I think I do. Your a Peaky Blinder aren't you? I think I know who I'm messing with. Now why don't you put your gun down. Cause you don't know who your messing with either." I was calm. To calm. It was so quiet between us. Next thing I know she's smiling and laughing.
"Lord I already like you. And shooting my brother? I mean I can see why. My brother is an idiot well all of them are. But they came to bring you to Thomas. He wants to speak with you and since my other idiot of a Brothers didn't do there job right." She put her gun away walking towards me. I lowered my gun looking at her.
"I'm Ada. And your Clara right?" I nodded putting my gun in my holster. Then putting my holster on. "Damn where can I get one of those. My brothers won't let me have one neither will aunt Polly."
"I have another one." I grabbed my spare one handing it to her. She seems nice but I have to get close to get my job done.
Her eyes brighten up at this. She took her coat off putting it on. It was a bit big on her.
"Here let me adjust it." I gave her a slight smile as I adjusted it to her size.
"There she is! Fucking bitch you shot me in the arm!! Ada get away from her!" I looked behind me to see he small guy holding his arm.
"Oi it's a fucking graze John! And Thomas will deal with her." Arthur had a gun pointed at me. I glared pointing mine at him.
"Both of you put the guns down before someone is killed will you! John go to the aunt Polly she'll fix you up." I looked at Ada as she moved in front of me between my gun and Arthur's.
What is she doing? Isn't she afraid they will kill her?
"Fucking hell Ada! She shot John!"
"You deserve it after all. Couldn't you two be nicer especially to a lady? God your animals." Ada looked at me as I put my gun back in the holster. I grabbed my bag and started walking the other way.
"Hey!" Ada hooked arms with me. I gave her a weird look. "Thomas wants to speak with you. I'll take you to him. And don't worry I'll deal with these idiots. A friend of mine won't be fucked with as long as I'm here." I slowly nodded at this.
I felt so weird. She's being so nice to me. Is this some game to her? It felt nice though. Never has a girl wanted to be my friend. Always alone. I think it's cause of my brother. Everyone is afraid of him. Why? He's done no harm.
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I must have spaced out during the walk thinking. But from time to time I could hear John cussing up a storm behind me.
"John will you shut up already and act like a man?" I smiled holding back a giggling at Ada response.
"Why don't you make me! Your not the one who was shot in the bloody arm! By some crazy girl!"
I went stiff again. Unhooking myself from Ada putting my arms around myself. Crazy? I mean I can be.
"Oi look what you did John !" I head a whack and John cussing more.
"What the fuck Arthur !!!"
They started arguing and I kept walking. Ada gently grabbed my arm making me look at her.
Ada's POV
I grabbed Clara by the arm. She had tears in her eyes. Using the end of my coat to wipe them away. John calling her crazy must effect her.
"Don't listen to John. He doesn't know much about women and why we do things." She have a slight nod wiping her eyes more. I saw her gripping her arm.
Maybe Thomas can wait.
"Arthur can you go to tommy his meeting with Clara will have to wait. John let's go take you to aunt Polly Clara come with me. Before you catch a cold since you have no jacket." Arthur agreed and walked away. John was glaring st Clara as he walked ahead of us.
I've learned a few things about Clara. She's quiet, Keeps to her self, holds her ground, and can be fragile if you hit the right angles.
"Aunt Polly!!! John needs you to look at his arm!" I yelled walking into the house. She was making some tea as we walked in. She looked at us all and saw Clara.
"Clara it's good to see you again. Are you okay?" She shrugged and looked around. Probably taking in everything.
"Aunt Pol Clara shot me!"
"Cause you woke her up and scared her half to death I bet. Sit John." Aunt Pol looked at Clara. She could tell to something was off about Clara in all senses.
John whines like a little kid as aunt pol cleaned him. Me and Clara having some tea.
"Isn't she supposed to see Thomas ?" Aunt pol asked
Before I could answer the door slammed open and came in Thomas and Arthur. Thomas didn't look to happy. He glared at Clara I quickly stood up getting in front of her so he couldn't grab her. Even though he wouldn't dare hurt a woman.
"Move Ada!"
"No thomas. She will not speak to you right now. Look at her she's shaken up by what you did to her this morning !!"
"She shot John!"
"Like I said she was shaken up!!!"
"I.... I didn't mean to shoot him. I swear."
Clara's POV
"I.... I didn't meant to shoot him. I swear." Playing victim is so easy right now. I mean I hate it. Hate being a victim. But if this is how I'll get close. Then so be it.
Ada turned to me. Gave me a slight smile. Please don't do this Ada. Don't give me that smile. It's going to hurt when I do what I was told to do.
"See she didn't mean it." Thomas didn't believe it but I'm a good actress and I gave him my best pitty me look. For a moment I saw a little glint in his eyes.
He let out a frustrated sigh and slumped into a chair across from me. Staring me down. I sipped on my tea. This is the first time I'm seeing him closer in a well lighted place.
Breath taking honestly. You could tell he's been through some shit. I just stared at him. Just like he stared at me.
Blue and hazel eyes. Reading each other's thoughts.
Tommy's POV
She's so breathing taking. We just stared at each other. She's all I want in a woman.
"Why are you here?" I looked at John giving him a look. He was glaring at her. I wanted to smack him by how he looked at her that way.
"Business." She simply stated still looking at me. I took out a cigarette lighting it. I saw something in her eyes as she did this. She was looking at my lips now. I smirked at this.
She took note of my smirk and quickly looked away blushing. I noticed something on her neck. A scar? Burn?
"Ada why don't you take Miss Clara Rose to the shops and get her some clothes. Something nice." Clara looked at me confused as I said this.
"Miss Clara would you join me to a gala tonight?" I can use her to my advantage. Ada smiled st this. She'll hate me after this like normal. Aunt Pol looked at me with a look and she shook her head. She knew what I was up too.
Something changed in Clara as she heard this and smiled at me. "I would love to Thomas Shelby." I gave her a look as she did to me as well.