EGGSY POV
"Hello Eggsy. Would you like a lift home?" asked a man in a dark navy suit, a black umbrella held in his left hand. "Who are you?" I asked the geezer. "The man who got you released." He replied calmly, "That ain't an answer." I replied getting annoyed with his cryptic answers. "A little gratitude would be nice. My name is Harry Hart, and I gave you that medal. Your father saved my life." he said kindly, finally he is giving me some fucking answers'. "I need to speak to another young girl as well, do you mind?" he spoke motioning for me to follow him.
We walked down the road to 'the black prince' and sat down at a booth at the very back. "So, before you was a tailor, you was in the army? Like an officer?" I asked breaking the silence. "Not quite." He replied monotonously, "Now if you would excuse me, wait here I will be back in a couple of minutes" he spoke standing up from the booth and waking towards the bar. I sat back as he went to the bar to order our drinks.
"Hey there stranger" a melodic voice said from behind me, I twisted round to see the familiar face of Ruby. "Oh, hey" I said to her half-heartedly. "I'm gonna guess that last night didn't go quite to plan" she finished with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Something like that" I said chuckling as I turned back round in my seat. "How's Harvey?" I asked gesturing for her to sit down. "Good, es' at nursery right now" she said taking the offered seat.
"And who is this young lady, Eggsy" Harry's voice said shocking us, we must have been so caught up in our conversation that I didn't notice him walking back over. "Oh, I'm Ruby, Rebecca" she corrected standing up to shake his now empty hands. "What is your last name dear? He aked kindly, why would he ask that… "Evans, Rebecca Evans" she said apprehensively. I could have sworn Harry's face looked shocked, but it was so fast I could have been wrong. "OH, erm well… would you mind taking a seat I need to discuss something with you and eggsy" Harry finished as she sat down in the booth next to me.
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RUBY POV
"So my dad saved your life, yeah" eggsy asked taking a sip from his beer. "The day your father died, I missed something. And if it weren't for his courage, my mistake would have cost the lives of every man present. So I owe him. Your father was a brave man. A good man. And having read your files, I'd think he'd be bitterly disappointed in the choices you've made." Harry said, looking directly at eggsy. "You can't talk to me like that." Eggsy said almost choking on his beer. "Huge IQ, great performance at primary school. Then it all went tits up. Drugs, petty crime, never had a job." Harry listed off his file. "Oh, you think there's a lot of jobs going around here, do you?" eggsy defended. "Doesn't explain why you gave up your hobbies. First prize, regional under tens' gymnastics two years in a row. Your coach had you pegged as Olympic team material." Harry read his voice still monotone. "Yeah, well, when you grow up around someone like my step-dad, you pick up new hobbies pretty quick." Eggsy battled. "Oh, of course. Always someone else's fault. Who's to blame for you quitting the Marines? You were halfway through training, doing brilliantly, but you gave up" Harry said unimpressed, disappointment lacing his voice.
"Because my mum went mental! Banging on about losing me as well as my dad. Didn't want me being cannon fodder for snobs like you, judging people like me from your ivory towers, with no thought about why we do what we do! We ain't got much choice, you get me? And if we was born with the same silver spoon up our arses, we'd do just as well as you, if not better" Eggsy finished strongly, causing me to send a supportive grin at eggsy. "Same for you Ruby" he said finally addressing me, "IQ of 135, accepted to Oxford at 14. Then you stopped; quit school. Worked in a bar since you were 14, no future plans" Harry said continuing to list of like he did to eggsy. "Do you think its easy to find a job, I was 16 when my mother killed herself" "I'm sorry" Harry said surprised, I guess he doesn't know everything, "Oh, your little file not tell you everything" I said angrily. "No I guess not, otherwise you'd know that I couldn't go to Oxford cos' for the last 2 years I've been looking after my little brother. And before that I was making sure there was still enough money for the fucking rent left before my mam drank it all away, whilst trying to avoid he sleezy boyfriend who would beat the fucking crap out of me whenever things didn't go his way. But no, no. I guess I'm just blaming other people for my problems and lack of education" I finished. "Now if that's all I have go to work" I finished storming off towards the bar.
HARRY POV
"I-I didn't know" I said under my breath. I can't believe how much she has been through, and for one so young. These fucking files are meant to contain all the information about people as to avoid unpleasant surprises… like this. I really messed this up. Before I could ponder too long on how badly I messed up a gang of thugs walked over to our table, this ought to be good.
RUBY POV
"What the fuck are you doing here? You taking the piss?" Rottie said as he stood in front of eggsy. "Some more examples of young men who simply need a silver suppository?" Harry asked eggsy, lifting up his Guinness. "No, they're exceptions. Come on." Eggsy said looking down at his hands, trying to avoid confrontation after last night. "Nonsense, we haven't finished our drinks." Harry said to him calmly. "After you nicked his car, Dean says you're fair game. And he don't give a shit what your mum says." A short fat guy, who looked remarkably similar to an older, fatter version of delboy from only fools and horses that I like to call poodle. "Um, listen, boys. I've had a rather emotional day, so whatever your beef with Eggsy is, and I'm sure it's well founded, I'd appreciate it enormously if you could just leave us in peace until I finish this lovely pint of Guinness." Harry replied still the picture of calm and serenity. "You should get out of the way, Granddad, or you'll get hurt a lot." Rottie spoke, clearly trying to be the ard' man in front of his thugs. "He ain't joking, you should go." Eggsy said trying to persuade Harry to leave the booth. I watched as harry put his pint of Guinness down onto the table, and got up to leave as the tugs closed in on eggsy. Crap. "Excuse me. Excuse me." Harry spoke politely trying to get through the rapidly tightening group towards the door. "If you're looking for another rent boy, they're on the corner of Smith's Street." Poodle said snidely as harry walked over to the door.
"Manners" he locked one of the locks on the door
"maketh" he spoke sliding another lock and clicking it into place.
"man" he finished sliding the last remaining lock into place.
"Do you know what that means?" he paused, still turned away from the thugs. "Then let me teach you a lesson." with the hook of his umbrella, he turned swinging his umbrella hitting a glass. I stand behind the bar watching as the glass sailed through the air sending old Rottie to the ground as it hits his head sending him out cold. "Are we going to stand around here all day, or are we going to fight?" harry said calmly as I stood behind the bar in awe. as one of the thugs goes to punch Harry, he moves his head and Poodle gets punched instead knocking his teeth out, "Whooo! Go Harry!" I yell, I may be pissed but that was fucking awesome. I swiftly jumped over the bar and grab the arm of one of the goes to stab Harry. I proceed to flip him over my head using the momentum from his running and my jump, he lands with a satisfying thud on the ground. I pull the knife from his tight grip whilst simultaneously punching him in the head nocking him out could. "Awww, we got a feisty one ere' lad" one of the thugs says dragging me into his back using my hips. "Take your filthy hands off my hips, now. Or you are going to lose them" I said calmly, speaking slowly so he can understand me. "Aww, don't get upset lovie" "Oh you are so going to regret saying that" I said confidently, I swiftly used the knife that remained in my and stabbed the thug in the leg. Then Harry proceeds to swiftly beat the rest of the thugs as I walk over to Eggsy, "You mind?" I ask gesturing to his beer, to which he just sides it across the table toward me. We continue to watch harry beat the twats senseless, when suddenly Rottweiler pulls out his gun and starts shooting at Harry who uses his umbrella to deflect the bullets. "Holy Shit!" Eggsy exclaims staring at the scent before us. "You fucking dirty…fucking dirty…" Rottie screams, he runs out of bullets. Harry then uses his umbrella to knock him out, then just as Tom is about to call the police, Harry aims his watch at Tom fiddling with something we couldn't see. He then shoots some kind of dart at him that causes him to slump over unconscious.
After knocking out all the thugs Harry goes back to sit down and finishes his drink. "Sorry about that. Needed to let off a little steam. Heard yesterday a friend of mine died. He knew your father too, actually. Now, I do apologize, I shouldn't have done this in front of you two" Harry suplied. Harry goes to use his watch to release whatever the hell he just shot at Tom. "No, please. We won't say nothing, I swear. If there's one thing we can do, it's keep our mouths shut." Eggsy said hurriedly. "You won't tell a soul?" Harry questioned. "Ask the feds, I've never grassed anyone up." He said still nervous. "Is that a promise?" Harry once again questioned. "On our life's!" I said this time. Harry looks at us for a moment before lowering his arm. "Much appreciated, Eggsy. You're right about the snobs. But there too, there are exceptions. Best of luck with everything. And sorry about everything Ruby" he said patting eggsy on the shoulder. Picking up his umbrella as he walked out of the pub.