Peaky Blinders Imagines/Preferences

Bonnie Gold - From Tumblr

Okay so someone requested that I do a Bonnie Gold imagine. I actually liked his character in the fourth series, I think his character has potential to do more.

I haven't done a Bonnie Gold one before and I don't really know much about him to write much. So I decided to get one from tumblr and give credit to the writer. In the future I will definitely write my own, but as of now, I don't know much about him and I didn't want to ruin his character.

shelbybrothers1919 wrote this and I in no way take any credit. Again, sorry that I didn't write this myself and I take no credit.

Being one of the youngest Shelby's wasn't always easy, and being a girl made it harder. There's always some sort of shit happening, probably Thomas's fault, but there's always something going on.

However, now we're down a brother. All because Thomas Shelby thought he could defeat the American mafia. He couldn't, and now my dear brother, John Michael Shelby, has gone to the next life without us.

That's where we are now, standing in a field watching the wagon with John's dead body inside go up in flames, as he moves on in the smoke.

Clutching on to Aunt Polly's hand, I stood tall trying not to show any emotion, a Shelby family trait. But as the flames got higher, as the smoke got thicker, my emotions started to trickle out. It started with a single tear, which then multiplied. Soon after a sob escaped my lips, my hand flying to stop anymore coming out. But it was too much, I couldn't stop the wave of emotion. It had taken over me. Polly put her arms around me, pulling me into a warm embrace. I felt Ada stroking my hair, and heard Finn asking if I was okay. From now on, things were going to be completely different. John had gone. I was always so close with him, even if we were years apart. Yes, I had two other older brothers, and a sister, but me and John had a close bond.

Once I had composed myself, I looked around at the rest of the congregation. I received many sympathetic looks, a soft smile from Arthur and a firm nod from Tommy. I returned Arthur's smile, and gave Thomas a cold stare. It might seem mean, but he'd understand I wasn't trying to be completely horrible. Just showing him, I was once again strong after a little bump in the road.

As the flames continued to crackle, gun fire sounded. I heard screams, but was pushed to the ground by Finn. Tommy shouted, telling everyone to stand at ease and not to return fire, and that it was our men doing the shooting. I stood, dusting off my knees. I knew, from this morning's meeting, that Tommy had sent a messaged to Aberama Gold. Apparently he was going to help us get back at the Americans, and help us out.

In the distance I could see men and horses advancing towards us. What looked like two dead bodies slung over two horse backs. Polly giving Tommy a dressing down like a little boy, but Tommy being Tommy, just barked orders, totally ignoring her. When the men were in front of us, the older man, I'm guessing Aberama, stated the conditions of the deal. Although I wasn't paying him any attention, I had just made eye contact with a very attractive, dark haired, young man. He offered a small smile, as if he wasn't sure I'd accept it. I did accept, and in return gave him a quick smile back. And just like smoke, the moment vanished, he went by on his horse, and followed Charlie to the yard.

I need to find out who that is, and why we've never met before. Does he know I'm a Shelby? Because that's a disadvantage. Most men around here are too scared to ask me out, all because my last name is Shelby. But maybe this man will be different if he's with Aberama Gold. As Johnny dogs said this morning, "his men are a bunch of savages".

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After the funeral fire, I went back to the house in watery lane. As soon as I entered, Ada was on my heels.