Chapter 7

"Holy shit." Edith breathes, body turned towards the door as she watches her brothers and their friends walk into the room, each one bloodied and bruised in some way.

"Esme, find some cloths. Linda, alcohol. Lizzie, find us some bowls and fill them with hot water. Edith go and help her, see if you can find the bandages too." Ada commands, jumping up from the sofa, giving the women in the room jobs. "Jesus Christ Tommy, I thought you said you had everything under control."

"We did. Ada. Calm down." Tommy states, grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the side.

"Calm down!" Ada cries with a stoic laugh. "You've just walked in, in front of Edith, covered in blood. Covered, Thomas! You're bloody lucky the children are upstairs asleep!" She hisses

"Ada. Enough." Arthur steps in, holding a hand out between his siblings. "Now's not the time." Ada glances around, seeing the men in the room watching the interaction. She sighs, pulling her brother towards a sofa.

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"May I?" Edith asks softly, sitting on the arm of the armchair Bonnie was sat in. She gestures at his hands, knuckles cut up, Bonnie looks up at her with a small smile. She drags the small side table in front of him, placing the bowl and rags onto it, taking a bottle of alcohol from Ada as she passes. "Drink?" She asks, passing Bonnie the bottle, who nods and takes a swig, wincing at the slight burn in his throat. He sucks in a breath as Edith presses the rag to his bloodied knuckles, "Sorry," she whispers, he shakes his head in response.

"You're fine." He soothes. "Thank you Edith."

"Of course." She's silent for a while for talking again, "It's usually Ada and Pol that do this." Edith comments, Bonnie humming in confusion, watching her gently pass the cloth in her hand over the knuckles of his other hand. "Cleaning up the boys after a fight." She explains, Bonnie nods this time, giving her a smile in response.

"Guess it's your turn to learn." He says softly

"Wish I didn't have to." She replies with a frown

"Me too."

"That's a big cut on your head. Must have hurt." Bonnie raises his fingers to meet Edith's on his forehead, her tender touch barely meeting the open wound. "Esme'll probably have to do that one. Might need stitches."

"Can't you do it for me nurse Edith?" He asks with a wink making her blush

"Edith." John calls from across the room, the teens breaking their gaze from each other to look at her brother. "Ada needs your help." Edith nods, barely brushing her hand on Bonnie's as she stands, a silent goodbye they had adopted with each other.

"I think Bonnie's head might need stitching" Edith says quietly as she passes John and his wife. "Can you sort that Esme?" Esme nods, running a hand over Edith's shoulder with a smile as she passes.

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"Hi," Bonnie says, tapping on the door of the room Edith was sat in. "Hiding out again?" She smiles and motions for him to come in, patting the bed beside her.

"It's so busy down there." Edith comments as Bonnie nods, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

"Are you ok?" He asks softly, taking her hand in his. She nods, pulling him to move so that he was leant against the headboard with her.

"Are you ok?" Edith runs her fingers softly over the cut on his forehead, carefully stitched closed by Esme.

"Better now." He replies, wrapping an arm around Edith's shoulder.

"I told Ada about us." She says, resting her head on his shoulder and intertwining their hands.

"You did?" He presses a kiss to the top of her head.

"Uh huh," Edith hums

"And what did you say?"

"Oh, how horrid you are...such a stinky, teenage boy...hey!" Bonnie playful lunges at Edith, pulling her down on the bed to tickle her. "Bonnie!" She squeals, mindful of being quiet so that her brother's don't hear and come upstairs. "I was joking!"

"Better be!" Bonnie laughs as Edith rights herself and begins to wrestle him back, quickly using her strength to get the upper hand, pinning him underneath her. Edith leans down, pressing kisses against his forehead, moving to his cheeks, peppering his face with kisses, moving from one side to the next before pausing, noses touching, Bonnie's eyes locked with hers, watching each other intently. Edith drops her head down again, trying to capture Bonnie's lips with her own, only to have him pull back, placing a finger to her lips. "Ah!" He says as she gasps in shock. "Take it back, and you can have a kiss." Edith giggles, dropping her head to his shoulder, nuzzling her head into his neck, pressing kisses there, Bonnie nearly giving in right there and then.

"Bonnie..." she whines jokingly, running her fingers through his hair as she turns her head to the side, watching him watch her.

"Yes?" Edith slides off his hips, tugging his shirt so that they were laid chest to chest on the bed.

"I'm sorry." She whispers, immediately crashing her lips to his in a hungry kiss. "You're lovely really." He laughs against her lips, one arm around her waist as he tangles a hand in her hair.

"Edith!" Tommy growls from the doorway of the room, catching her and Bonnie mid-kiss.

"Tommy!" Edith gasps, pushing Bonnie away, him cursing under his breath. "Tommy, wait!" She leaps over Bonnie, sat frozen on the bed as her brother steps into the room, placing both hands in his chest.

"What the fuck," Tommy grounds out, taking hold of Edith's wrists "is going on?"