Things didn't feel right, i didn't feel right. Everything just felt wrong, and I didn't like it. As he promised I had stayed at Ronnies for the last two days, not that I was the best company to be around at the moment. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was next, i was living on borrowed time. My whole world was crumbling around me and I couldn't stop it, I didn't know how it.
On top of that Francis had began to pull away From me, i barely saw her anymore; even when I did she seemed like her mind was else where. She either didn't realise how desperately I needed her, or she just didn't care and that thought stung.
Ron and Reg had both tried to help me the best they could, but I was way beyond their help now. Not that I didn't appreciate their efforts though. Something had tripped in my mind, the trigger that told me right from wrong has flicked itself off. I no longer cared, there was no one left who needed my protection. Lily was gone, mum was gone and Francis had Reg. There was nothing stopping me from taking Ronnies gun and hunting down the son of a bitch who'd killed Lily. Before I have a signal my legs began to move on their own accord, carrying me to the place I knew Ron his his gun. Slowly I pulled the drawer open and peered inside, only for my features to scowl in confustion. It wasn't there, the fun was gone.
Next thing I knew someone, i couldn't remember who, was telling me Ronnie had shot and killed George Cornell in the blind beggar pub. That certainly explained the missing gun I suppose, but if he'd killed Cornell in the pub that must mean people will have seen him do it, Reg was going to lose his mind. For the first time in two days I had a rational thought, i had to find Ronnie.
If course my first thought was his mothers, he has told she was always his first stop when .himself into trouble. So I grabbed a coat and the key he had given me before dashing out of the door, leaving the man who'd told me behind. Hopefully I'd find Ronnie before his brother.
I raced from the appartment and flat out sprinted in the direction of Violet Krays house, with any luck I could beat Reg there and talk to Ron first. I finally slowed as I reached the her street, i quickly walked by door after door until I stopped outside the Krays childhood home.
Quickly I tried to catch my breath from my long run before raising my hand to knock, before I could the door flew open to reveal Violet Kray stood there smiling sweetly.
"Hello Alex dear" Violet smiled, i smiled in return gently before remembering why i was there.
"Hello Mrs Kray, i don't suppose Ronnie is here is he?" I asked gently.
"Oh Alex dear, please it's Violet I insist, and yes he is just arrived in fact. Come on I'll take you though" she smiled.
She stepped back from the door and allowed me past, before ushering me into the living. She placed a hand on my shoulder before offering me a cuppa, which I accepted with a smile.
"Ron dear, Alex is here" his mother said as she led me into the living room where Ron was sat eating cake, i drowned at him slightly and he offered me a small smirk.
"Welcome Alex, take a seat. You know Teddy" he welcomed, i smiled softly at Teddy before sitting opposite Ron and waiting for his mother to leave the room.
"What an earth were you thinking Ronnie? You shot a man in pure daylight in the middle of a pub?" I snapped in a whisper, my blue eyes boring into his brown ones.
He grumbled something under his breath that I didn't catch before putting more cake into his mouth, i scowled at him with intent until Violet returned when I dropped my scowl and smiled and thanked her as she passed me a cup of tea. She once again shuffled back into the kitchen muttering giving me a chance to grill Ron, only to hear the front door open and close causing me to sigh and close my eyes in worry, Reggie.
He suddenly appeared from the front door and assesed the residents in the room, his eyes lingered on me a little longer then the others. Almost like he was checking me over, looking for cracks in my armour or tracks of tears. When she found nothing he returned his gaze into his brother, that glare was enough to scare the dead.
My thoughts went back into itself as the brothers quietly bicker amongst themselves, until a gentle hand on my shoulder. My eyes focused and looked up into the kind face of Violet, she smiled softly she must have asked me something.
"Are you ok dear?" She asked giving my shoulder a gentle squeeze, i smiled before nodding and jumping to my feet and taking my empty cup in the kitchen and returning to the living.
"I really need to speak to you when you are sorted Ron" I said give him.a stern look before smiling at the other occupants of the room and taking my leave.
We all had to cross our fingers and pray that they wouldn't point Ron out when the police got , if they did I didn't know what would happen.