Lucky Ones

by little-L0

In this poetry prose story, Emily is a troubled girl, yes she is a woman now but she is still a girl. She met Tommy Shelby in London before the war, and ever since her world revolved around the Shelby name. The war changed them both, especially Tommy, driving them apart. But how can they be apart when in the same world? (NOTE: I do not own anything of peaky blinders.)

21. Chapter 21

TRIGGER WARNING: Self-harm and sexual violence

Scene 20

My mistakes?

I have a lot.

Like slitting my wrists open that day.

It was before everything.

And it hurt you.

Your memories on being stuck in dark tunnels.

Blood.

Like when I went down a different street,

I was thirteen.

And a shadow crept up on me.

Hands restrained me.

Some men are just plain to mean.

You aren't though.

You're one of the nice ones.

Arthur is nice too,

I do love him.

Just not how he needs me too.

Or how I place all my love into certain people.

All my feelings bubble up to a boil.

And it's a lot.

Spills out.

My biggest mistake was coming out alive I guess.

Alone in the world.

Orphan to even the streets.

Only nature called to me.

The old gypsie under the bridge told me stories of my mother.

No one knows if she's still alive or not.

To me, she was a fairytale-like god or snow white.

Why do I pray then?

Why do I read these stories over and over again?

Then one day even that old gypsie left me,

Went into clouds of smoke.

Always sick she was.

I kept her necklace though.

A lion with a dagger in mouth,

A red stone in hand.

-The lioness prevails.

AN: A look into Emily's troubled past. I base Emily's struggles of those in my own past as a reference.