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               ❝ I know this is where you usually come to think. I just needed to borrow it to get away from everything for a while. ❞

It was her fault for leaving the door unlocked; had her brother actually had to knock he might not have found her in the state he did -- dancing (well, more like jumping) on her bed, still wrapped in a towel from her shower, singling along with P!nk’s “So What” as it came out of her ipod.

Except for the song, it could have been a scene from their teenage years. The early ones -- back before their dad died and everything got mixed up. But hey...that was a good thing, right? Meant she was happy? Enjoying whatever was going on in her life at the moment?

That high, however, didn’t last long. Seeing Jax in her bedroom doorway, she yelped and not paying attention, tumbled off her bed and onto the floor. Owww....

“You weren’t supposed to be here for another half hour!” Plenty of time to finish her impromptu dance party and get dressed. Though now found herself being glad he was only a half-hour early...had he been an hour early he would have gotten there about the same time she did.

@gavelcorrupted​ asked : ❛  it wasn’t the same without you  ❜

◤✖ 𝐒 𝐂 𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐌  𝐐 𝐔 𝐄 𝐄 𝐍 ✖◢                  wendy  had  never  expected  him  to  forgive  her ,  had  expected  even  less  for  him  to  take  pity  on  her ,  and  even  less  than  that  had  she  expected  him  to  want  her  back ,  to  want  to  figure  this  whole  bullshit  out  because  who  would  want  to  be  with  the  junkie  bitch  who  had  nearly  killed  their  son ?  and  still ...  jax  had  been  supportive .  jax  had  been  the  one  to  encourage  her  to  see  THEIR  son .  it  had  been  his  idea  for  her  to  go  to  a  rehab  that  would  be  worth  the  time ,  had  encouraged  her  to  get  sober  so  that  she  could  be  a  mother  to  their  little  boy  because  abel  deserved  both  of  his  parents  in  his  life .  and  it  had  been  his  pushing  that  had  gotten  her  through  the  whole  goddamn  thing .

   but  it  still  felt  strange  standing  there  in  the  living  room  of  what  had  been  their  HOME  at  some  point  even  if  it  hadn’t  quite  felt  like  it .  she’d  let  him  get  close ,  let  him  get  under  her  skin  before  the  meth  did  and  then  she  let  the  meth  convince  her  she  didn’t  need  him  and  she  could  go  it  alone .  and  because  of  the  meth ,  she’d  nearly  lost  the  one  thing  she  had  to  be  proud  of .  but  she’d  somehow  found  forgiveness  in  sobriety .

@gavelcorrupted​ said:

❝ has anyone told you that you’re sort of a little bitch? ❞ jax & david don't make me change blogs

being close to the club was hardly safe, though she accepted her fate the moment they took her in. if anything, being in law enforcement was possibly just as dangerous. however, that didn’t mean she was okay with the club as a whole, especially when it came to their blond, fearless leader. he did things that drove her insane, forcing her to stay two steps ahead of him, aiming to keep bloodshed out of her town. it never worked & she was aware her attempts were worthless, but that didn’t mean she’d stop. or so she had thought. once the new bosses moved into charming, the connection she had with the club forced her to step down & turn in her badge. being a cop was everything & truthfully, she blamed the president, despite knowing it was her fault. she was the one who climbed into bed with criminals.

cutting ties would have been the smart move, but she already knew to much & leaving would make her a liability. she certainly wasn’t scared of the club, not since most of them had become her family, though she knew the rules. she knew if she uttered one word about the illegal activity that happened at the hands of the sons, they’d easily plant a bullet in her skull. that alone forced her to stay, earning her keep by using her expertise, though she constantly looked for an out. if she could find leverage & a way to leave, she would. she just had no idea that staying would cause her to be apart of the bloodshed, bonding her tighter to the club. 

the shots seemingly came out of nowhere, ringing through her ears, as she tried to make a run for safety. in her head, she wanted to believe she was an innocent bystander, but she knew the truth. rival clubs wouldn’t hesitate to hurt someone the club was close to & she was an easy target. maybe it had been her fault for not paying attention, wasting her energy on arguing with jax again. but now, all she knew was the searing pain that was coursing through her. the bullet had lodged itself in her shoulder, sending her down on the concrete with the force. 

@gavelcorrupted  ↠   “ peaky blinders sentence starters  “   / always open

In disbelief, she looked at him. A smile brightened her features at his words.  He was ready to leave the club and the town that couldn’t live up to its name to have something of a normal life.  Tara never expected the white picket fence…she was smarter than that and even more realistic than many women who wanted the fairy tale ending to their lives.  “Are you sure?” She asked...One of the many questions...She watched as a smile formed on his lips before wrapping her arms around his neck but she had to admit that in the back of her mind...would the club let him go?  The club had been in his blood since he was a child and had grown stronger during the time they were first together as teenagers...and it had only grown.

The tattoo on her back even proved that the club had been in her own blood.  

@gavelcorrupted​​ said:  loop/jax // nonverbal starters // accepting

sneaking around was becoming exhausted, though deep down, she knew her father already knew. it wasn’t like she could hide anything from him. his men were everywhere, probably following her around, considering she had taken up lying. the cause had become second in her worries, following behind the forbidden man she was sneaking around with. he was a customer & definitely off limits to her personal needs, but she couldn’t help herself. there was something about him that kept drawing her in, despite how much she tried denying it at first. 

feeling his arm drape over her shoulders, she sighed softly as she leaned against him. her head fell to his shoulder, eyes closing, before opening them again to look into the dark sky. ❝ think he knows the full extent of us? ❞ katya knew her father would have already confronted them if he knew the entire truth. she was just worried how far her father would take things.

darkness has fallen over charming and gemma stands beside the grave as he digs , keeping watch over the road to make sure no headlights illuminated them.  she looks down at him momentarily , arms crossed over herself , ʺ  bury them deep and they won't back haunt your soul like they do mine.     ʺ