Vicky sat on the sofa next to polly, a cup of tea in her hands, her father and uncles on the sofa opposite. Deadly silent. No one knew what to say. Polly wanted to ask what had happened, but she realised that vicky was obviously traumatised, so better to ask when vicky goes to bed. Michael walks in and gasps at his solom family
"Thought you were at the races" he says taking his coat off and sitting down next to vicky. His arm is on the back of the sofa as she leans into his side
"We came back early" John tells him, not giving much information. It wasn't a secret, but it felt almost impossible to say out loud
"Fuck who's dead?" Michael asked worried
"No one you know" Tommy answered
"So someone has died?" Polly asked in shock
"I shot him" vicky whispered so quiet it was almost inaudible. Bouncer whined and rested his head on her knee
"What's that love?" Michael asks, thinking he misheard her. She looks into his eyes, her vision blurred with tears
"I...shot...him. A man didn't die, but a man was killed. I murdered him" Michael hugs vicky, her body shaking as she tries to take calming breaths, grateful that only a few tears have slipped
"It's alright love, you drink your tea, why don't you go upstairs for some rest ay?" Polly suggests. Vicky nods and stands up slowly with shaky legs
"Come on vic" Tommy says sweetly offering to help his daughter upstairs
"I want michael" vicky whines looking at her fathers cousin. He nods and stands up, taking her upstairs. Bouncer jumps on her bed rather tired, vicky gets under the covers and she looks into Michael's eyes
"I don't want to be a murderer Michael, I love my dad, but I don't want to be him" vicky cries, her little hands shaking as he reaches for her, hugging her and wiping the tears
"Vicky, I couldn't care less how many people you murder. Do you see any of us shaking and crying when we kill someone? No, it's because you have a kinder heart and you feel guilt. That's what makes you different, you can feel empathy and unlike the rest of us, you don't want to be like this. You're a good kid vicky, now get some rest" Michael kisses her forehead and closes the door, giving her time to sleep. He goes downstairs to his family, ready to discuss what had just been revealed
"How is she?" Arthur asked
"Worried, but she's sleeping at the minute. She'll be alright, just needs time" he tells them. He pours himself a whiskey and stands, waiting for polly to blow up
"What the fuck were you thinking Thomas? She's a little girl!" And there it is, polly snapped
"I didn't tell her to kill anyone if that's what you're implying" he snapped back
"Then what the fuck possessed her to kill a man?"
"Her and bouncer wondered off. She lost bouncer and some guy started following her. He cornered her and tried to rape her, she didn't shoot to kill, but she was in too much shock to aim so he the bullet went straight through his head" polly gasped and her hands went to her mouth in shock and disgust
"Oh god, that poor girl. She's being targeted?" Michael asked
"No, no this man was an old....acquaintance of hers. She fucking pissed him off a few years back and when he saw her today, he thought it was his chance for fucking revenge. He was an angry man without a plan" Arthur explained. Michael and polly didn't really want a more detailed answer, they were scared for what they might hear
"So long as she's back home safe" they heard barking and knew exactly what it was. Vicky was having a seizure. Tommy went upstairs, not wanting to overcrowd her. When he opened the door, bouncer stopped barking and whined, nudging vickys hand with his nose. The poor girl was sat up in bed, looking at the wall infront of her, not moving. Tommy crouched by her side, stroking her back, calming her for when she snaps out of her transe. She was shaking, but not like convulsion seizure, this was a shake of fear. Vicky felt scared and he could hardly blame her
"Daddy" she cried when she was back to reality
"You're ok darling, I'm right here" Tommy said, stroking her hair back
"Where's grace?"
"She's at home love, we'll see her soon" Tommy promised. Vicky looked down, playing with her hands and her cheeks looked flushed
"Are you alright sweetheart?"
"I...I've had an accident. I'm sorry I didn't mean to" Tommy began shoshinsa her and hugged her
"That's alright, you go wash and change, I'll have a maid clean the sheets" vicky wiped her tears and went to the bathroom. Half an hour later, she was sat next to John, her head on his shoulder as she yawned. Bouncer was sat by her feet. They thought the evening would be peaceful. They stayed downstairs until late at night
"Daddy, when are we going home? I want to see grace" vicky whispered, not wanting to offend polly
"Soon love" he replied. Vicky noticed how Tommy's knee was bouncing and he kept looking at the clock. Why weren't they leaving. Even when John got up to go, Tommy poured him another whiskey and told him to stay a little while longer. It was out of character for her father and vicky was confused but too tired to do anything
As she sat giggling, trying to teach Arthur a hand clapping game, the door opened and revealed a big gust of wind. Arthur stood vicky up and pushed her behind them all. Everyone stood up as the room flooded with police officers
"Fucks going on?" Arthur grumbled
"Arthur shelby, John shelby, polly gray, Michael gray, Victoria harlow, you are all under arrest" one police man stood reading something out but everyone else was fighting back. Other than Tommy. Vicky tried to drag the officers off polly but it was no use, they were stronger and there was alot of them
"Daddy do something" vicky screamed as they tried to handcuff her
"I'm sorry" he mumbled
"You're a coward, you're a coward" she yelled in disbelief, tears pouring down her face. Bouncer had tried to help, but they must've known about him for an officer had an injection ready, which made him sleep within seconds
"Fuck you tommy" John yelled tried to escape the officers grip as they dragged him from the house. Everyone was put in cars until it was just vicky Michael and Tommy still stood in the dark cold street
"Vicky come on, we'll be alright, don't fight it" Michael tried to encourage her, knowing that fighting back would only result in her getting hurt
"I hate you tommy! Please, don't let them do this! Why are you letting them do this?" Her sobs could be heard through all of Birmingham, and it broke Tommy's heart as he stood and watched, not doing anything to help his daughter, his little girl. As she screamed and cried for her father to help, he let her voice echo over the city whilst pretending he couldn't hear her desperate pleas
Vicky sat in the back of the police car filled with rage. Being arrested wasn't what made her cry. It was watching as her family was dragged away, betrayed and unhelped by the man she calls her father. It was worse than anything these coppers could do to her, there wasn't a pain like it in this world
A/n
u may have noticed I have published this chapter several times. That is because it keeps getting unpublished because of a glitch. I have uninstall and installed wattpadd again so hopefully it is fixed
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FanfictionBefore the war, there was a girl. Her customers knew her as Sapphire, her family knew her as Dotty. After falling pregnant with Thomas Shelby's baby, she runs. No one knows where and Tommy was left believing she had simply grown tired of small heath...
