𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

TEN, the shelby brothers are now legal

enchanted
chapter 10, the shelby brothers are now legal.

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The Shelby's invited as many people as they could, and Arthur stood behind the bar handing out free drinks to those who wanted them. As the adults drank a lot of alcohol, Finn, Rory and Freya sat in a booth messing around annoying each other while everyone else got drunk.

"It's boring being a kid," Finn shouted to Rory over the noise of the crowd.

"I know but you can do more stuff than me," Rory shouted back.

Freya was sitting on the other side of Rory with her arm around Rory's shoulder.

As the night went on and the more people drank, the louder it got and the more they got drunk.

Rory had lost count of how many drinks Esme had consumed during the short time she had been sat with the her and Finn but it was a lot since she was slurring her words a lot.

"Where's your dad?" Esme asked Rory and Rory almost didn't catch what she said because how slurred her words were.

"Um-" she replied looking around for him. "He's wherever Arthur is, they don't leave eachother's sides when they're drunk," she informed her and the woman nodded and stumbled her way over to the bar where John and Arthur were.

"Do you think she's a funny or mean drunk?" Rory asked Finn.

The boy looked at Esme then back at Rory and said, "Well, she's actually funny so I'm gunna go with a funny drunk."

And Rory nodded making her way over to the bar to get a drink, "Uncle Arthur?" She shouted over the crowd.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Can I have a drink please? I'm thirsty," Rory replied and Arthur forgot she was nine so he poured her a glass of vodka.

"Arthur, she's ten! Give her water," John told him as best as he could trying to scolding but failed because of how drunk he was.

Arthur looked at the glass of vodka he had poured her then at Rory and laughed, he then got a new glass and got her some water. With her glass of water in hand she walked back over to Finn.

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Later on that night, once the celebrations died down, the Shelby family remained as the only people in the Garrison. John and Arthur sat in the same booth as Rory and the twins but opposite them. Tommy slammed the door shut and John and Arthur raised their glasses to him.

Tommy and Polly were having a discussion at the bar, and when Tommy brought out a bottle of champagne, he turned to his brothers, "Shelby Brothers Limited are now the third largest legal race track operation in the country."

"Cheers," muttered John and Arthur tiredly.

Tommy looked over at Rory and the twins who were asleep. Rory had her head resting on Finn's shoulder with her legs curled into her chest while Finn was asleep sat up with his feet on the table and Freya with her head resting on Finn's shoulder and Tommy smiled at the sight, "I'd have never forgiven myself if she got hurt today, Pol."

"I know but she's safe and still living up to her name," Pol replied chuckling.

Tommy took a drag from his cigarette, "She's lived up to her name since the day she was born nothings changed."

"She has. She's wiser and very mature for a ten year old but I suppose when you're a Shelby you have to grow up quick," Pol replied.

"Too quick," Tommy muttered. "To me she's still the tiny baby that wouldn't sleep unless she was on John's chest regardless of how many siblings she's got, she's still a baby in my eyes and I want her to stop growing up because she's too pure, too innocent for this world and our life."

"Everything would have been different if Lilian hadn't have given her to John maybe she is cut out for this life, maybe she'll move away and change her name. We'll never know unless we let her grow up and be her own person, Tommy. Imagine how John feels she's his daughter, his little girl," Pol told him.

"We won today," Tommy said. "And all my family is here to celebrate," Tommy popped the cork on the bottle and raised it above his head, letting champagne spill all over his fingers, "To Shelby Brothers Limited."

"Shelby!" Arthur shouted.

"Brothers," John finished. "Cheers," and John's eyes began closing as he drifted off.

Within minutes, John and Arthur had fallen asleep and Pol and Tommy continued their conversation about Rory.

"What would we do without her?" Tommy asked.

Pol looked over at Rory's sleeping frame and said, "We'd be miserable, she's the glue that held us together and she's a ray of sunshine. The sunshine we need to keep going." Tommy hummed in agreement.

Rory had woken up and walked over to Tommy and Pol, Tommy had picked her up sitting her on his lap.

"What would happen if my mum ever came to Birmingham?" she asked curiously.

"Why? Who's said something to you?" he asked.

"No one I just want to know, what would happen to me?" Rory asked again.

"Nothing. Nothing would happen to you because she wouldn't be able to get close enough to you to even look at you let alone take you," Tommy answered looking down at his niece.

"Do you love that barmaid that snitched?" She questioned, yawning.

Tommy didn't answer but looked over at Finn and made his way over to him to lay Rory back down since she had fallen back asleep.

"I think you do," she whispered, once he'd put her down and laid in the same position she was laid before she woke up. "You look at her how my dad looks at my mum in the photo he keeps hidden in his drawer that he thinks I don't know about."

"Would you want your mum to come back?" Tommy asked the tired girl who had now moved onto John's chest.

"I would but I don't want to hurt my dad," she whispered before her eyes closed and she fell asleep.