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.)

38. Chapter 38

Scene 37

The kiss in the car was nothing.

I haven't seen Tommy since.

Everyday meshes together.

I don't get to help John anymore with the kids since he got married.

Now I help Ada with the baby.

She's a mess,

Her great love now dead.

Poor girl.

We dress for the funeral today.

Black attire.

But she's leaving too.

Back to grey London.

Where I can't visit.

I refuse to venture back there.

She understands as I help fix her makeup.

"Em, I'll be fine."

Now I'm crying.

She's holding me.

"Ada, please don't go.' I mumble.

"There there, oh Em, I'll be fine."

Looking me straight in the eyes.

"I'm a Shelby remember, no one messes with us."

She forces a smile.

We both know that's a lie.

We live in constant fear for our lives.

-Lies we tell ourselves at night.