Chapter 6 - Real Shelby

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It was Monday meaning work. Me and Lizzie were doing the inventory at the betting shop when Polly marched in "I'm back. And there's gonna be nobody dipping their hand with me here, not unless they want it cut off". We heared a door bang and in walked Linda as if it was a normal occurrence for her "I said to Arthur while I'm in this fucking place I want something to keep my mind busy.". "What you're going to take bets?" Asked Polly whereas she responded with "I've always been able to do addition and substructure without pen and paper. But I'll need a telephone. Apparently we have special clients who take bets by telephone".  We all looked at her confused. "Linda... this is a betting shop-". Linda reacted irritated "Look Arthur said yes. Tommy said yes-" I interrupted her "but did god say yes? Gambling is a sin, Linda. You'll go to hell". Linda sassily responded with "it's not me that's doing the gambling. I'm just taking the bets." Another bang was heard and in walked Finn "the rule is that door should always remain locked until 9:00 a.m." we all looked at him unimpressed. Polly stopped him from going into Tommy's office. "Sorry, your in charge?" I smiled softly at him. He's adorable thinking we're gonna listen to him. Us. Shelby woman. Listening to a Shelby man? Boy in this case, laughable. Polly have the phone to Linda and walked u to Finn smiling "Ladies, let's give our boss a first day that he'll never forget." Finn couldn't believe it and walked towards the office. After some time Polly called Finn's name, Finn walked out and "what Polly? I'm busy". "So are you still a virgin?" The look on Finn's face was priceless making me giggle. He looked so embarrassed and turned red narrowing his eyes at me. "Ohw so you are? Lizzie find a girl for him this afternoon". I laughed even harder seeing him being this uncomfortable. He did not like that one bit and turned towards me "what are you laughing at?! You're one too". Smiling at him I said "Or am I?".  Finn's embarrassment turned into anger and he started interrogating me and demanding to tell me if I am or not and if so who. I just smiled sweetly at him while the rest was rather amused by the threats Finn was throwing at the potential guy and his efforts of finding out the information he needed.

It was late in the evening I was reading on the couch in front of the fire, when the door opened en closed roughly followed by loud footsteps. There stood Tommy and Finn looking very mad at me. All things I've done and shouldn't came to my head. Spinning in my head trying to figure out which one Tommy found out about. Tommy walks into the living and sits opposite of me, staring intensely "I heard some surprising news today". I closed my book and looked up at him eyebrow raised. "Want to tell me if it's is true-". "Depends on what it is" I replied. "You lost your virginity" he narrowed his eyes, I let out a sigh realising I wasn't in trouble. "Well dear brother thank you for ratting me out, but I'm still a virgin.". "What? Your lying!" Yelled Finn. I took a glance at Finn and then stared at Tommy "no, I'm not. I just said it to get on your nerves, besides how am I supposed to have any sexual activities when I've got you and the blinders as my guard dogs, huh?". Tommy was studying me, nodding his head and point a finger at me he said "You better stay a virgin until your forty!" With that he left. Looking at Finn annoyed I stood up and flicked his ear "For snitching on me!".

I woke up this morning with nothing to do, it was my free day of work. While I was eating some breakfast I was contemplating if I should follow Tommy's order of staying away from Artillery Square around midday. My initial instinct said I should go, but my logical side concluded that it had to do something with the Italians and I didn't want to risk it. So as the good little sister I am I decided to really enjoy my day without the boys. Changing into a casual dress I decided I should visit Isiah since I haven't seen him in a while.

While I was putting my hair in a low tight bun I realised that he would probably be at artillery square

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While I was putting my hair in a low tight bun I realised that he would probably be at artillery square. Finishing my make-up by putting on some lipstick, I walked towards the phone "Small heath 5-5-1". I waited for Ada to pick up, she didn't. So I decided I should go on a shopping trip since nobody was available to do something with me.

While I was shopping I noticed some guys following me. I wanted to make sure that theory was true or if Tommy's paranoia was rubbing off on me. So I went to the lingerie shop... and truth be hold they walked in. I felt an anxious feeling arising since the boys weren't near me and I didn't have my gun. The reason behind that was that I accidentally dropped it in the cut while drunk trying to get home from a party. I decided it was a smart decision to go to more familiar places so I went and started my track to Charlie's yard. If only I had remembered that I had to walk by the cut, I wouldn't be in this exact position where I'm being pressed to a wall. While being restricted against the wall one of the guys that spoke Italian was searching for a weapon. That I obvious didn't have, but the guy had to make sure for like 3 minutes and continued groping my ass and tits. I tried to get out of their grip when one finally spoke "You know you're very pretty-" rolling my eyes at that I said "Well if that was everything. I would kindly suggest you get your hands off me and we'll go our separate ways". He laughed "you're funny... I wonder what that mouth can do besides being sassy" said the one restricting me, while the second guy said "we should get this done and over with". The one restricting me said "Shut up. It would be a pity to hurry up. We can have some fun with her before we kill her. If you know what I mean." The other one approached me while unbuttoning his trousers. The more I struggled the more restricted I became, feeling a punch on my stomach while withering in pain I tried to remember all the boxing lessons I had gotten from Bonnie. "You're weak. Weak boys." I said distraught and the one with unbuttoned trousers asked "yeah and why's that puppet?" While roughly grabbing my face and waist. "You're doing this without looking me in the eyes like a coward". They laughed and the one restricting me turned me around pushing my back against the wall while grabbing my throat. He was chocking me to the point where I saw black dots. Trying to get him off me, I swung my hands left and right until I found something hard. His gun unprotected. This was my chance, I grabbed his gun and shot the gun three times hoping to get one of them. The guy who was choking me released his grip. I gulped trying to get some air back into my lungs and looked at the figure lying on the ground. It was the man who chocked me, he laid there dead on the ground with 3 bullets in his head. Before I could react I was pushed towards the ground, the gun fell out of my hand. The hit my head took from the ground was hard giving me an instant headache and hazy vision. The man was cursing words at me that I didn't understand and wrapped his hands around my neck choking me. I tried to get him off me but he was too strong. Searching for anything on the ground I felt a rock. I picked it up and smashed it on his head. He fell to the side. I straddled his waist and threw punch after punch hoping to hit him. He punched my left cheek his ring split my skin making it bleed. Before I could react another punch came my way breaking my nose on impact. Groaning I tried to grab his arm but since my vision was blurred I missed. Feeling another gut wrenching punch towards my stomach I heard far off yells. I couldn't decipher who it was and what they were saying. I was pulled back from my thoughts by a hit on the right side of my ribs. I punched and punched and finally I hit him right in the throat like Bonnie taught me. The man wheezed and groaned trying to regain his breath. I quickly got the gun from where it lay after I dropped it and fired the gun 2 times pointing at the man. Who before now was struggling, but lay still under me after the shots. I stared at him. He was still. So white. So dead. It scared me. I killed him. I'm a killer. Like my brothers and Polly. I'm a real Shelby now. I got pulled out of my thoughts by a hand on my shoulder. I jumped off the man and shuffled towards the corner scared out of my mind "no..no...no... I'm sorry...I'm sorry.. I- he -.. they came to me-.... I... I had to... I had to-" I felt hands on me again panicking I began punching the one who's hands it belonged to, I felt another pair of hands restricting my arms, panicking even more then before. My vision was now covered in black spots and mI could only hear this ringing. I felt nauseous, but I didn't have the energy. So tired. So exhausted, everything turned black and my body became limp.

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