Saving Amelia Black ~ Thomas Shelby

Why so helpless?

Previously...

I looked down at my bloody hands and the memory of the shooting that man at the Garrison flooded back into my head. I shook it violently, closing my eyes.

"Deep breaths Amelia, deep breaths."

By some grace of god I heard the from door open and the sound of familiar Birmingham, accents filled the house.

I stood quickly and ran into the hall and straight into Tommy's arms.

"Amelia?"

"Shit is that blood?" 

..................

"Phil, that man you hired, he came in and was trying to look for papers, he..." I swallowed and tried to breath normally.

"What happened?" Tommy said through gritted teeth.

"I was in your office reading and he let himself in, so I confronted him. He threatened to shoot me so I hit him over the head with a lamp...he's still in there I didn't know what to do." I sobbed into my hand and looked down.

Tommy pushed me aside and followed Arthur running into the betting rooms. As soon as I had made my way through the curtains Arthur already had the man sitting up in a chair, blood dripping down his face.

"Why didn't you run?" Tommy had appeared at my side, watching the others begin to question the man.

"I knew that if he had gotten what he wanted you would all be in prison or worse..."

He turned to me and gripped my arms tightly. "You don't fucking do that again alright? You fucking run, he had a gun he would have killed you!"

"He wasn't going to, he was as scared as me, shaking all over."

"Don't be fucking stupid. You aren't living the life you used to do. People will not just fucking do what you say. Do you fucking understand me?" his breath was hitting my cheeks in angry waves.

My heart was hammering in my chest, he had never spoken to me like this before.

"I did this for you!" I shouted.

Tommy looked over at the others before grabbing me by the arm and dragging me back into the kitchen. "Don't pull me! I'm not an animal!" I shouted trying and failing to remove my arm from his grasp.

He gripped my face in his hands and held me still. "You don't do that shit, you think you are fucking invincible, you don't have daddy's money to keep you safe now."

I stopped struggling and looked up at him. His face dropped. "Ami...that wasn't meant to..."

"No." I pulled away. "I understand what you mean...I should have watched as he took all your stuff to god knows who and then watch everything you have all worked for slip away from you." I moved away and stood by the kitchen door. "I'm not a child Thomas, I can handle myself if you would let me."

"You sound like a fucking child talking like that."

We had talked to each other like this before, usually over this same topic of my safety,  whether I wanted to go on a walk or go shopping I could not be alone I always had to have someone watching me.

"You don't understand what you are to me, and that people are starting to notice."

"Don't be so full of yourself Thomas." I said turning to walk into the hall and away from his glare.

He walked swiftly behind me and grabbed my arm. "It's not just about running away from your father anymore, this is about us. If someone hurt you because of me, I could never forgive myself."