Peaky Blinders Imagines

John Shelby [4] Part 2

Annabelle's POV-

I can still hear the pounding of footsteps moving towards me although I am unable to tell which direction they are coming from. I feel a deep groan rumble from within my chest  and try my best to heave myself up from the floor.

I only manage to sit up before my body gives out again and I fall back down. By now my brain has registered that the world is spinning and I am unable to focus on anything.

"Anna? Annabelle can you hear me?" A familiar voice calls anxiously from somewhere closeby.

I blindly look around in an attempt to get my mind to focus on the person who's calling me but again, I'm unable to.

I squeeze my eyes shut hard before snapping them open once more but to my dismay the world is still spinning.

I feel someone kneel down next to me and press something warm to the back of head.

At first I can only feel a warm sensation and then a wave of sharp, unrelenting pain explodes at the back of my skull.

I cry out sharply and screw my eyes shut once more, desperately trying to get away from whoever's holding me and causing my pain.

"Anna! Anna, shh it's only me. You're alright love, everything's going to be fine" the familiar voice hushes me softly while using a free hand to brush a few strands of hair from my face.

A whimper escapes my lips as the pain continues to worsen. I don't wish to open my eyes again as I can't stand the world spinning.

"Anna, love. Can you turn to look at me?" The voice urges gently.

I slowly allow my head to rock from side to side with my answer.

"Can't" I sigh weakly. The pain has begun to subside now, most likely because my body is growing numb and weak.

"Annabelle Shelby for God's sake please look at me" the voice begs desperately.

I turn my head in the direction of his voice yet my eyes still won't open. No matter how hard I try to force them, they won't even flicker.

"John, I can't open my eyes" I gasp out in panic.

"W-what do you mean? Your eyes are open?" John's voice cracks and I can hear the increasing panic in his voice.

"No they aren't,John. If they were I'd be able to see-" my voice trails off as I realise what he's implying.

"John? John what's happening to me?" I desperately reach out for him.

"Arthur! Tommy! Finn! Anyone, please make that fucking doctor hurry up, Anna can't see!" John cries out in despair.

Moments later another dozen sets of feet come running to my side.

The doctor introduces himself and sets to work treating the wound on the back of my head, it's painful but not as painful as the news that I may be in the early stages of becoming blind.

John remains by my side, holding me and whispering sweet words into my ear until the doctor is finished. He then rises from the ground, lifts me into his arms and carries me home.

- Time Skip, 2 weeks -

I lean against the wall and think about everything that has happened over the past few weeks.

After being shot I've completely regained my sight, the doctor informed us that it had something to do with the area the injury was situated.

John has also found out about my pregnancy thanks to the doctor. Not that I mind of course, it saves me a job although I don't think I've seen him this elated since our wedding day.

The sharp tapping of someone's shoes on the floor snaps me from my thoughts, I look up to see my perfect husband rounding the corner with a large, happy grin plastered on his face.

"There's my favourite girl" he smirks as he moves to stand in front of me.

I grin back.

"How long have you been looking for me?" I question him curiously.

"All morning practically, asked everyone and finally someone decided to tell me that you were here" he rolls his eyes before locking gazes with me. 

"What?" I laugh softly as he continues to gaze at me.

"You're so fucking beautiful and strong and I can't stop thinking about how much I fucking love you" he murmurs.

I remain silent and continue staring into his eyes for a few moments longer before I reach up and grab the back of his neck, pulling him down so my lips can connect with his in a passionate, love filled kiss.

John grips my waist with one hand while the other reaches up to rest on the wall behind me to steady us as we almost lose our balance from the force of the kiss.

After a few minutes we break apart, flushed faces, swollen lips and large grins.

"I love you" I whisper to him.

"And I you, Mrs. Shelby" he grins back before going in for another kiss.

Finally I've managed to get part II done.

I hope you all like it and once again I'm so very sorry that it's taking me so long to update.

College amongst other things is incredibly stressful atm. But I will continue to try and get the requests done.

Thank you for all your patience and support ❤

- Xanthe -