𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩'𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢

Kat smiled and laughed at the fact Rory missed her. “If he only knew how much I really, really missed him.” She said her brow furrowing gently, “I’ll go get him tomorrow, if you want? You can call your mom.. maybe don’t tell her you’re hurt.” She sighed, “I don’t know. It might help.” 

Her lips stayed barely pressing to his and she nodded, “I promise.. this time it’s different. No more running off.” She said running her fingers through his hair, refusing to let him go. This time was too close. She had witnessed him fight before but this was different. “You deserve to have the life you want. You deserve so much for putting up with me all these years. You haven’t given up and I never… I never wanted you to really. I just didn’t know how to make both sides work.” She shook her head and pressed a kiss to his lips, “I didn’t want Rory to grow up knowing what I was… and you deserved someone that would only be yours.” 

Her brows furrowing gently, “the funny thing is, I rarely saw any clients after you. I didn’t stop… but I just. I didn’t want any clients.” She smiled, “it frustrated me, but I’ve… I’ve got it figured out why it’s like that.” She said holding him close and placing her hands on either side of his face. “I just want you now, Philip and after the Gala I don’t want to lose you and I want to make this work. Please just be patient with me, like you always have been.”

·  ·  ·   `he smiled at her laugh, loving the sound of it. she always had an infectious laugh that always drew him closer. it was beautiful, just like the rest of her. when philip had met her, he knew she was the one. being who she was, didn’t matter to him. he’d wanted to save her, bring her away from that life. unfortunately it wasn’t enough for katherine. she had a huge heart and couldn’t turn away from her girls.

philips mother had tried to reason with him about the problem with loving a woman of that nature but philip had his mind set. she’d given him rory and rory didn’t need another mother, he needed her. so he’d sworn to bring her back.

   ❝ i’ll give her a call. it’s probably for the best she don’t find out. plus it’s            only been a night an’ i miss the booger. ❞

philip remembered the others then. he remembered telling elsie about katherine’s place and how it was a good one to lay low at. she’d brought him there before so it wasn’t an unfamiliar one to the lass.

Kat pulled back and ran her hand over his face again. Thankful he was still there. Her jaw steadied and she wiped her tears, “I’m going to take care of you. I promise.” She nodded, “and… and we’re going to try this again.” Her nods grew faster.

 “Me, you, and Rory.” She smiled at the thought of their son, before shakily pressing a kiss to his lips. Her forehead pressing against his. “You win. You always have won I just tried not to let you see it. I’m so sorry.” 

She pressed another kiss to his lips, “will you give me another chance?” She said opening her eyes and finally looking at him. “I don’t want to lose you. Last night made me realize that and I’m so sorry it took that long. I want you here. I want both of you here. Please, allow me that.” 

She was terrified of potentially losing him. Her fingertips brushing against every piece of him she could reach. It was like some kind of precaution, something where just in case he didn’t stay or if it was a dream at least this real feeling or memory under her hands would last her. She had fucked up before and she didn’t plan on letting it happen again now. Not with the fear that had been put in her heart because of the wound in his side. She didn’t know what she would do without him. Even if he had been annoying prior to all this. 

·  ·  ·   philip moved his face to the side, loving every second she graced him with her touch. he was in bliss at the intimacy they were sharing right now. for it hadn’t been like this in a long time. however if this was how she became after him taking a bullet to the side, philip would do it again. no questions. he was beyond happy she’d finally come around to realize she had a family waiting for her. since her meeting rory he did nothing but ask when she’d come back. poor lad fell in love with his mother just like philip had. it was in these tender moments that he knew she’d be the best to him and their son.

                   ❝ of course love. i can’t deny rory his mother.                          he’s missed you since your little visit. ❞

he pulled her closer, kissing her back. she’d deserve the world in his eyes. and he may not have been some rich boy but he’d be sure she was happy. the truth was he wasn’t sure if she’d like the lifestyle and as protective as philip was, he knew she’d still want some form of her old life. he knew she wouldn’t turn her back on her girls. but he was willing to work things out. after all, communication was key. he was sure they’d get through this.

She was still wearing her blood stained dress. Her bed sheets sprinkled with it, and Philip… Philip laying over the top of disheveled bed, half covered half not. Kat laid beside him, finally asleep. She listened to him breathing, just to make sure he was still going to make it. He had to make it. She wouldn’t make it if he didn’t. Her sleep was light and she woke from it after hearing him grown. Her eyes traveling over to his bandages first to make sure they hadn’t soaked through or things had gotten worse. The wound on his side had finally stopped seeping though. her eyes traveled up to see him awake and staring back at her. 

Her eyes welling up with tears as she shakily pushed herself up to sit next to him. Her hands running over his face, before the tears broke from her eyes, “I thought you wouldn’t make it.” She said her jaw growing tense, as she ran a hand through his hair and just examined him. “I thought…” She stopped wanting to mask those feelings she had always felt for him but now was definitely not the time for that as the dams in her eyes broke and the words flooded from her mouth, “I thought I lost you. I thought you were gone.” She said beginning to sob and gently pressing herself against him as close as she could get. “I’m so sorry, Philip. I’m so sorry. I’ve put you through so much hell and you never deserved that. I’m so sorry.” // @frndlygiant

·  ·  ·   philip woke up in a daze; and for a moment he couldn’t remember anything. his mind blank. however it hadn’t lasted long as a sharp pain caused him to groan; it was then he remembered last nights events. there had been a shootout at the party; and philip naturally sticking out like a sore thumb, ended up being at the wrong place, wrong time.

last night, everything had happened so fast philip hadn’t registered that he had been shot, nor did he remember how he ended up here. not that he was complaining. for as soon as he had felt a body next to his, he knew he was with katherine. suddenly his pain became dull in comparison to what he just realized. opening his eyes, philip turned his head to catch a look at his love. and for a moment he forgot how to breathe.

it was like seeing her for he first time as corny as it was. but if anyone knew philip, really knew him; it was just how he was. he relished in her touch, closing his eyes in bliss for a moment before opening them. his stupor broke as soon as he had seen her tears cover her cheeks.

philip listened, and held her close to him as sobs wracked her body. it hurt to see her in such a state but her words brought a good feeling. all he had ever wanted was for kat to come home and be where she belonged. with him and their son.

 “Katherine, You seem to be forgetting that I approached you with an intention to just talk.” Charles answered her. “While my mother had imposed some manners on me not to interrupt people that are talking, I have gained quite an experience never to let anyone disrespect me.” He added, shooting a glare at the other boy. He listened as he heard her spoke. Charles noticed the difference in her eyes as he looked at him. It was soft and broken in some sort of twisted way. True enough, it was foolish the he had anger get the best of him. But he didn’t expect for Philip to certainly disrespect him without thinking twice. Was it because he was too handsome and definitely a hotshot in New York? Yeah, well, he couldn’t help that. His innate sex appeal is something authentic, something he couldn’t control. Nonetheless, He wasn’t there to take Kat away from him. He didn’t even plan to sleep with her even if he could. Treating him as an enemy should be the least of his priorities. 

“I do not need to be told twice.” He answered coolly. Although deep inside he needed to talk to Philip, and this was something beyond Katherine. If Philip was too fixated with Katherine, he can be a threat to the mob itself. And he had to align his thoughts and his actions, getting his word that he’ll not say or admit anything about the Irish Mafia, even to Katherine. It was part of his allegiance to them, and a broke to an oath is tantamount to his life’s value. “How about you ask Philip what he thinks?”

·  ·  ·   despite his calm demeanor, philip could feel agitation overcome him. however he tried his best not to let the males comments about his mother’s role in raising philip effect him. he knew the blond had no opinion on the matter. he knew nothing about philip and the same went to him. philip only saw what was apparent in appearance and the way charles presented himself. which philip had no doubt the boy was a self entitled asshole. 

inhaling the last puff of his cigarette, philip tossed it, making sure to step on it to be safe. he turned to charles, looking him in the eye, his next words being directed to katherine.

  ❝ seems like i’m the one out of place here. why don’t you do the explaining katherine.❞

“I can poke, taunt, and even kill a bear if it needs to be.” Charles answered her, looking back at her and him. He was agitated at this point, he hid his clenched fist in his pocket, trying to look as calm as possible. If it were only his way, he’d knock the shit out of him and make sure he gets executed that day. He’ll fucking hold the trigger and blow it in his head. Charles glared at Philip as he spoke. He shrugged, as if dumbfounded by this man’s lack of sense. He was the adviser for pete’s sake. Charles was like the devil constantly whispering at their boss, surely this vessel of stupidity knew he can have him executed if he wanted too. 

He looked at Katherine one more time, Charles had already been thinking of it. Philip was clearly violating the rules of his job, Charles can easily say that Philip was swayed more to her than his responsibility to the Mafia and that would find himself dead next day. However, doing so would leave Katherine devastated to the core. And it wasn’t something that he’d have the pleasure of seeing. Charles is drawn to Katherine, as if her thick shell showed a fragile girl inside — afraid to come out to the world. He cared more than he was supposed to. Somehow Charles understood where Philip was coming from, but his temper could not tolerate the other boy’s cocky attitude. It’s always that case in every room. Charles’ always wants to be the arrogant one, and one who dares challenges him earns himself a very dangerous enemy. 

“Why don’t you answer that, Philip? Surely you seem to know quite a lot.” Charles taunted at the other boy. Knowing quite well that if he were to say something off the line, especially in relations to Mafia, would have him surely dead in the morning. “I don’t think you’ll be gaining any friends sooner or later unless he starts using his head.” Charles answered Katherine. “I may be very good-looking and all that appealing, but I’m not here to mess with your girl. I have a list of my own.” Charles explained to Philip before things go out of hand. 

·  ·  ·   philip scoffed at the mention of a potential friend. the giant didn’t need the likes of charles lurking about with his boyish charm ruining the fun. besides, philip had more than enough drinking buddies and he didn’t need to add to the list. even though the two were on the same side, philip would be foolish to trust someone so easily. everyone was loyal to an extent. the red head leaned against the wall, lighting a cigarette as if to say he’d remain silent. he didn’t have to answer to charles nor did he plan on it. instead he’d given katherine a look as if to say she’d better bark up his tree since she wanted to be so friendly to the bloke. he was fine standing there listening, protecting katherine. even if she hated the notion.

“Why not?” Charles shrugged. “I paid her good money for it.” He replied with a chuckle. Charles nodded as she heard him explain. He wasn’t really expecting it, nor was he disappointed. Charles simply respected whatever feels comfortable for her. It’s not easy to open up in the first place. “I fully understand. I hope you’ll soon come to terms that I mean well.” He politely said, smiling at her as he laid his arms casually in his pocket until someone from behind him spoke. Charles turned around to see the familiar man beside him as Kat almost instantly stops him from whatever was about to happen. 

The kind aura that Charles seemed to flash unto Kat suddenly stopped as he stared at Philip with a cold menacing look. The last thing Charles felt about him was fear. He couldn’t care less. One wrong move and he’ll send him to the dumpster. “Easy fella, don’t we have some manners?” Charles responded, his smug face showing as he turned towards the other boy. He listened as Kat bickered at both of them, but Charles’ eyes were fixated against the other man.  He felt sorry for Kat for staying with a man like him who couldn’t even rationalize his actions. “You wouldn’t want Captain tying you on a leash, don’t you think?” He mocked. Charles was there to work and certainly he was barking at the wrong tree. The last thing the Irish needs was a faction in their own family. Charles stared at him, as if to warn him of his purpose. They weren’t their to play nor ogle at women they like. 

Charles fixed the helm of his sleeves as he was released. It’s troubling, he was only there to talk but he received a lecture instead. “A bhean chóir, I assume you both know each other.” Charles responded to Kat. “I would have introduced Philip to you but it seems…” Charles stopped, looking at the both of them. “That you two know each other quite well.” He said, he pretended he knew nothing about what she said before. It was better this way, to somehow lessen the jealousy of Philip.

·  ·  ·   philip could care less if the bloke was afraid of him. as foolish as it was, he’d gladly start something when it came down to katherine. he just wanted for it to be known that no one could mess with her without running into him. philip remained quiet, knuckles popped as his fist clenched and his jaw tightened. whoever the blonde boy thought he was, philip was sure he didn’t stand a chance. unless of course he brought in help. but philip was cocky enough to enjoy a brawl that involved more than one person.

philip had let katherine drag him to a quiet location, the whole time he maintain eye contact, making sure katherine was closer to him. it may have been a bold move on his part but there wasn’t really a rational side to him. he was sure katherine had glared at him, sending him death threats.

   ❝ i don’t need you introducin’ me boy. as for the leash, i’m sure it’ll suit you better. ❞

This party isn’t something that Charles forced himself to come, he was actually pretty excited for the most part because he gets to see Bunny, a long time friend of his. She was much like Alexandra, except probably smaller with a different last name. Regardless, Charles came in his usual all black attire because he felt Melanie was too occupied. The party was definitely impressive, something expected from the Golightly’s. Charles came along with the rest of the Irish Mafia. Standing beside Alex, Charles scanned the room. He saw Philip nearby but he didn’t bother to even talk to him. Probably because he wouldn’t want to talk to him about Kat. He was still pretending he didn’t know a thing about them. Besides, Charles didn’t particularly mingled with the soldiers. 

Discussing some matters with Alex, Charles began to take orders. He was still fooling around with Raymond as they glanced at girls with elegant attires when one familiar woman caught Charles’ eyes. Alongside of her was the rowdy woman he kidnapped took from the bar. He excused himself from his friend as they teased him and tapped his shoulders, thinking that he’d be flirting with another woman once more. Charles made his way towards Kat. “Hey,” Charles said, smiling at her. “Haven’t seen you in a while. You look good.” 

· · · philip didn’t do fancy parties, fancy clothes nor did he do fancy people. anything fancy wasn’t exactly in his comfort zone but being that he was needed philip would manage. after all he was a big boy. or at least today he’d keep the appearance of one. meaning his drinking was down a few kegs but philip wasn’t one to exactly follow rules, maybe bend them or possibly break them but he was sure to not be the one to ruin this for them. so bending them was good for now.

of course he had noticed katherine the minute she’d entered. his eyes only falling away from her frame for a couple seconds only to be glued back. he couldn’t help it in all honesty. the way the dress fell on her frame did things to him. in reality anything she’d wear did things to him. however he kept his distance. making sure no male lingered too long for his liking. so far things were okay. that is until charles rothschild showed up. a feeling of jealousy flew through him and before he knew it he’d made his way towards the two.

❝ hope i’m not interrupting anythin’ but honestly can’t find it in myself to care. ❞

              ✟  - ̗̀ 𝔊𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔞 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩   ̖́-                  𝔱𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 –– ɢᴏʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ɢᴀʟᴀ

Kat nodded taking his hand and pulling him back for a minute. Grabbing the picture from the table and her purse. She was disheveled at best right now ans would probably scare this kid… her son. She followed Philip though once her things were together. She was quiet following behind him, trying to keep her calm but she was still shaking. Her fingers quivering against his, she hadn’t seen Rory since he was tiny, barely a year old. She hadn’t held him, talked to him, or touched him. She tried to just pretend he had disappeared like he wasn’t real but she knew better. Philip was there to remind her of that. She couldn’t speak though, her mind moving at a million miles an hour as they walked together for the first time in a long time.

That was the least of her concerns right now, right now she just wanted to see her son. Not worry about anything else, because maybe somehow this would make her realize something. Whether it was she needed to give in to Philip or keeping going the way she was. It would probably take more than this, but this would get the gears turning, breaking from their rusted spaces. 

·  ·  · he watched as she gathered her things, her hands still shaking. he took ahold of her bag, shouldering it before bringing her hand back into his, where he couldn’t help but think it belonged. the silence had spooked him a little but it gave him time to mull over things. he wanted things to run smoothly and he had to think of a way to kick his ma out. or at least away long enough to give them privacy. he wanted no outside distractions. including his mother.

   ❝ we’re almost there. also i should mention rory  thinks you’ve gone away because you’re a fairy queen...  ❞

Kat nodded, taking the comfort and letting him wrap around her. She froze though at his words and nodded. “Today? Can it be today?” Her voice muffled by his shirt and her heart beating a thousand beats per second. “I’ll change my mind if I wait.” Which wasn’t a lie. She would change her mind about a lot of things and it was just as surprising to her to be wrapped in Philip’s embrace right now as it probably was to him.

“I just need to see him.” She said partially pulling away and wiping her face, still shaking. Before she smiled, “I’m sure the picture doesn’t do him justice.” She said only looking at him for a split second before she was digging another cigarette from her pack. 

·  ·  · he enjoyed this moment immensely. it was rare in it’s kind and philip couldn’t squash the want for more moments such as this. intimate and warm. only ones he’d share with katherine more. none other. he couldn’t stop himself from pulling her closer if possible, and of course the want to put his face in her hair had won him and frankly he was glad to loose.

he wasn’t entirely sure how this meeting between mother and son would turn out and philip prayed to the gods it was something grand. something that would hopefully bring kat closer to home. where she belonged.

   ❝ of course kat. you can see him whenever you’d like. he’s your son just as much as he is mine. nothing’ll change that.    not even you. come on, let’s go  ❞ he took ahold of her hand and made way.