Next day, tommy was meeting with Arthur, and John. He had some very important business and it had become his top priority quite quickly. Tommy was sat down silently in his office, staring at a piece of paper. Too anyone else, he looked emotionless and unpredictable, but john and Arthur knew something was wrong. He was about to give them some bad news, they could feel it.
"What's going on Tom? You sounded worried on the phone" Arthur said sitting down as did John. Tommy remained quiet before taking a deep breath and explaining it all
"Vickys brothers have been in touch"
"Ya what? Since when does vicky have fucking brothers?" John asked
"She has 3 older brothers. Lived with them when her mother was alive. But once she died, she was taken into the care of social services and then me. They've sent a few letters over the years asking to see her. I've declined each one"
"Why Tom? I know you're her father, but if someone did that to us, separated us as kids, I'd kill em. Can u imagine if ada and finn got taken when mum died and we weren't allowed to see them?" Arthur asks making Tommy sigh
"I've spoken to social services, they've advised that vicky doesn't see them. Apparently, the neighbours often complained about the boys, they were rough with their sister, hurt their mother. They aren't safe to be around"
"Why mention this now ay Tom?"
"I got sent a letter recently. It was alot more fucking graphic than the usual. They've warned that they will get their sister back, dead or alive. Vickys in danger, and I want each and every person to be watching over her"
"You got it. They aren't getting anywhere near our fucking niece ain't that right Arthur" John says
"That's right John boy. We'll protect her Tom"
"Good, now vicky can't know about this. According to social services, she cried for her brothers every night for months. I don't want her crawling back to them and getting herself killed. It seems, she can't see them for what they truly are" Tommy tells them
"You got it, no mention of her fucking brothers"
"Does vicky know they've reached out at all?" John asked
"No, she thinks they stopped trying to get contact after she was in care" Tommy explains
If only they knew. If only they knew that on the other side of the door, vicky was listening with her ear pressed tight. Her eyes wide in shock as tears brimmed. How could her own father keep such a secret? She loved her brothers with all her heart, and here her father was, separating them. Vicky always blamed social services. But no, it was him all along.
She thought her brothers stopped loving her. That they'd given up trying to reach her, but she was kept in the dark. Vicky knew the 'dead or alive' thing was just to scare Tommy. Lord knows, her brothers loved her. They treated her like a princess. Nicer than how Tommy treats Ada anyway
Vicky heard footsteps and quickly ran away, up to her room to cry. She was riving with anger, taking that anger out on the wall which now had a fist size hole. Her knuckles were bleeding so bruising quickly so she went and ran it under cold water. Her mascara was smudged so se quickly rinced it off with water and then went back to her room.
Later that evening, they were eating tea round pollys. Vicky was stabbing at her food angrily, not eating, the family watching her worried
"Vic, you alright love?" Michael asked but she didn't reply
"Fucking hell! What happened to your knuckle?" John asked taking her hand to look but she flinched away
"I punched a wall" she says simply
"When? Why?" Tommy asked. She looks up at him, tears in her eyes
"You promised me"
"Sorry?"
"You promised we were in this together. That you wouldn't lie to me. But you've been lying for years. Lie after lie, it doesn't fucking stop!" Vicky raises her voice looking Tommy
"What the fuck are you on about vicky?" Polly asks
"Did you know? Dad's been keeping my brothers fron me. They want to see me but he's been lying, he hasn't even told me. I thought they hated me but I was wrong. It's your fault I'm not with my family!"
"This is your family vicky, and we can protect you a whole lot better than they can" Tommy also raises his voice
"Are you that blind? Since being with you, I've been given to a bunch of strangers by social services, you've hit me, I was almost hung, and now I don't even have the one person who acted like my mum. Because of you. You drove Grace away, you sent me to prison, you hit me and you let them take me! You can't keep pretending like everything is OK! Why did you lie to me?"
"Your brothers have threatened to kill you vicky! How do you not see it, they don't love you!" Arthur butt's in
"They did that to scare you, clearly it fucking worked. They love me like you love Ada, so don't even try me with that bullshit. I want my brothers, please let me see my brothers!" Vicky cries, begging Tommy
"That is enough Victoria! Your brothers are dangerous, and I don't care if I look like the bad guy, I know what's best for you"
"I hate you, you are more dangerous than them. Atleast they don't kill people. No, that's just you and me isn't it dad? Like father like daughter" vicky whispers quietly, crying before she storms out the house, walking back home, away from her family and their lies. She just wanted to sleep, to cry, and in all honesty, vicky wanted to die. To make Tommy see what he's done to her. But she wasn't that stupid, she knew he loved her really, he was just a horrible man, who lied and kept secrets...so...many....secrets
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