#pollygray

"Pol, I know that. I am just not in the mood to do so," you said back immediately and took a sip from your tea Polly made you. You closed your eyes right after and all you could do was try not to think about your upcoming task. But you failed. "Why do I have to kill him? And why Campbell?"

"Because we can´t let him walk around when we are about to do something this serious," Polly said only and you immediately knew what she was talking about. Thomas was about to kill Churchill.

"And why me Pol?" you asked her back with a little whine. Polly looked at you and raised an eyebrow. You immediately understood why did you have to do it and then you just shut up.

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"Alright. As soon as he walks out of that building, I will be around the corner. When I give you the sign, you will shoot him, alright?" Thomas said as if it was something casual and you looked down at your gun.

"It will make a noise," you told him only but by that time, Thomas was already walkng away, leaving you on the top of the building all alone. When you looked down at the dirty street of Birmingham, you just sighed. Seeing him walking to the corner and hiding there.

And then... you just waited. And waited and waited. While you were doing literally nothing, you realized that your aunt met with Thomas. They both walked around the corner and they seemed to be talking about something really interesting. Once Polly turned around and she looked at you, you knew what they were talking about.

After that, you loaded the gun. Laying on the top of the building, you aimed it at the doors and you just waited in silence. The street was busy, but your mind was that calm at that point, you could hear your own heart. And that was the moment when the doors opened.

Campbell walked out of them. You aimed. Thomas gave you the sign. Your finger on the trigger slowly slid lower and you pressed it.

The sound was too loud. Everything started spinning. When you saw Campbell fall onto the ground with a blood stain on his left breast, you felt like you couldn´t breath properly because of the pain on your back. You immediately rolled over and tried to hide from the pairs of curious eyes.

Your heart was beating like you were just being chased. Trying to calm yourself down, the next thing you heard, which was a busy street, screaming and the police coming, it wasn’t that easy.

In a split of a second, Thomas was behind you, pulling you by your arm and leading you away, just in case someone had gotten the idea of a person being on the top of the building. Thomas led you inside of the building and your heart was still racing so fast. Trying to breath through it, you didn’t even realize when did you get inside of the family company.

“Y/n,” aunt Polly breathed out and her eyes widened in horror. You frowned, not understanding what happened and then you followed her gaze. Your clothes were from blood and you didn’t know when did that happen.

“Pol-“

As soon as you could say her whole name, you were laid on the table, Thomas holding your arms. Polly was towering over you with a bottle of whiskey and you frowned.

“Fuck” Polly cursed and pressed a napkin against your chest. It hurt like hell.

“What the fuck Pol?!” You screamed as it hurt and tensed under her care. With you still hissing, Polly somehow managed to take care of your wound and take out the bullet.

“We weren’t alone there, were we?” Polly asked from Thomas, angrier than ever.

“No we weren’t” Thomas admitted and sighed quietly. He let your aunt work and when the bullet was out, both of them exhaled.

“Here,” she handed you some old shirt, “press this against your chest.”

And you did so. Closing your eyes, only now you felt the pain again. Your mind was all fuzzy and all you had on your mind was Campbell.

“Is he dead?” You whispered and carefully sat up.

“Yes, he is,” Thomas said and helped you to sit up straight while Polly bandaged your chest.

“Thank you,” you whispered and looked at her with a small smile.

Polly shook her head and sighed. “I don’t want you to be included in any family business. Understood?” She said sternly and you frowned but nodded your head. “Good. Now get your ass upstairs, I’ll be right there with some camomile tea.”

You gulped and nodded your head. Slowly getting off the table and followed by Thomas, you slowly got upstairs into your room since you lived with Polly. It was pretty handy living right above the company.

Thomas helped you to lay down and covered you up, smiling.

“Nice shot.”

Your eyes widened as you were in the bathroom, taking a bath. The water got a slight pink color out of nowhere and you had no idea where it came from.

Looking at the water with your eyes widened. Knowing immediately that something was happening with you and maybe with the baby, you supported yourself on the edges of the tub, lifting your body up.

“Ouch,” you whined as you leant onto your hands. Stepping out of the tub, you wrapped yourself in a towel and when another wave of pain appeared, you got really scared there. Slowly sitting down onto the chair which was in the bathroom, you tried to breath through the pain. Were you giving a birth at the moment? Were you supposed to bleed when you were giving birth?

You teared up. You didn´t know what was happening. Drying your body with a towel and wrapping yourself in it even tighter. You looked down onto your stomach and gulped, walking out of the bathroom, searching for your aunt.

“Pol?” you asked quietly at first, you didn´t want to shout. You were scared to. But when your aunt wasn’t answering, you gulped. Where was she? She was supposed to be in the house… “Pol!” You shouted once more and then you felt the worst pain ever. You bent down and tried to take some deep breaths, you were scared of that there was something happening to your baby.

“Yes Y/n?” Polly asked as she arrived to the hall. She turned to you and when she saw the situation her eyes widened. “What happened?” She asked and rushed to you, taking your hand.

“I- I don´t know. Is- Is the baby okay?” you asked immediately and when you saw Polly´s worried face, you weren´t sure in what was she about to say. Every single second of silence scared you, when she wasn´t answering you made you worry about your baby.

“Lay down. Now,” Polly said really strictly and with her help, you laid down in the hall. Polly knelt besides you and she unwrapped the towel, leaving you completely bare in the house. “Oh god,” Polly said really scared. You had tears in your eyes and you didn´t know what was happening at all. The pain was really sharp, you couldn´t even think properly. What the hell was going on? “What were you doing?”

“Hm?” You asked back, not being able to focus on the question you were asked.

“What were you doing Y/n?” Polly asked in an even more hurried tone than before. You breathed out and closed your eyes.

“T-Taking a bath,” you said with some difficulties. Your breathing was fast and when Polly took you from under your armpits and her other hand was on your thighs. She started carrying you somewhere and you didn´t know where. “W-What´s happening?”

“You are loosing the baby,” Polly said immediately and you couldn´t even focus on her words. She uncovered the lower half of your body completely and she tried to stop the bleeding by using some clothing. “Push your thighs together, I will take you to your bedroom.”

You did as Polly said. She took you and lifted you up, taking you to the bedroom. She placed you on the bed gently and you didn´t even know when did she put some towels in between your thighs and under you. Tears started forming in your eyes and you looked at the towel which was already from the blood. At the realization beeping started in your ears and you looked at Polly scared.

“Pol?” You knew that you asked, but you couldn´t hear yourself. Panic started showing in your eyes as you were laying on the bed and watching Polly. She was speaking, but you didn´t hear anything. “Pol-“ you said once again and started panicking.

Polly´s lips were moving, she was clearly talking to you, but you didn´t hear her words. Panic was filling up your veins and you started to feel lightheaded. And suddenly, everything went black.

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“Darling? Sweetie,” Polly shook you softly when you started waking up. You didn´t know where you were or what was happening at the moment. Swallowing hardly, you realized a stabbing pain in your stomach and you hissed.

“P-Pol?”

“How are you feeling darling?” Polly asked softly and she sat onto the bed besides you. She caressed your cheek and you swallowed hardly once again.

“Did- Did I loose the baby?” You asked weakly. Blinking few times so you would be able to look at the woman who was taking care of you. It took you few seconds that you could fully focus on the situation. With your eyes, you searched for your aunt and when you saw her with red eyes, you gulped.

She only nodded her head softly. You nodded it too as a sign of understatement and then you looked down at your stomach. Tears started filling your eyes as you realized that your baby that you had wanted for so long, just went away. Swallowing hardly, you took a deep breath too and kept laying on the bed.

“Do you need anything darling?”

“No, thank you,” you answered her politely and gulped. “I will be okay.”

“I am sure in that darling. I will let you rest if you want me to?” She asked you kindly and all you could do was look at her with tears in your eyes and nod. You sobbed quietly and let out a shaky breath. By tilting your head back and blinking, you tried to prevent from the tears falling, and you were successful.

Polly left the room, without saying anything. As soon as she closed the doors of the room behind herself from the outside, you let the tears freely fall. Even if you were pregnant for a really short time, you felt like you had already bonded with your baby. It was something what was growing inside of you and you were taking care of it, even if it was a part of you. And now, it was simply gone.

Swallowing hardly, you closed your eyes and turned to your side. Falling asleep really fast, you had no clue about the time.

A loud speaking, almost yelling woke you up. You sat up straight on the bed and when the realization of what had happened hit you, you started tearing up. And then you heard the conversation.

“She what?” It was Thomas, your brother.

“She lost the baby,” you heard your aunt talk about your state. From her voice you could feel that she was sad, maybe even broken from the fresh news.

“It will be better for her like this-“

“How can you say that Thomas?!” Polly raised her voice a bit and your eyes widened. “How can you say that it will be better for your sister like this? She wanted the baby, she was happy at the thought of being a mother and you say this?!” She was shouting now.

You gulped. Polly was also broken about you loosing a baby? You had no idea how she felt about the situation. You two had never talked about it.

“I am sorry Pol but it´s better like this for her,” Thomas said quietly and you realized that your brother sounded a bit weird.

“Tommy I know that you are hurt as well. And don´t talk that loud, she will hear you.”

“Don’t you dare cum,” you growled to the woman as you lifted your head from between her legs in her office. From the face expression she was making, you knew that the woman wouldn’t be able to hold it anymore. Smiling for yourself and taking it as another reason to come up with a punishment for her, you were still eating her out.

“Fuck fuck fuck! Y/n!” Polly was already screaming for you. You were edging her what felt for you like a good hour, but you were sure it felt like a lot longer time for Polly. Smiling for yourself, when you felt Polly clench, you pulled away, not giving her the satisfying release she needed so much. “Fuck you Y/n, now really,” Polly whined and you raised your eyebrows.

“Oh this is how do we talk now? Fuck me?” You asked her back and when you saw in her eyes that she had regretted it immediately, you smirked.

You sat down onto the armchair and tapped your thigh. Polly just looked at you, scared. A second later she shook her head ‘no’ and you peacefully waited. When she knew there was no way out of her punishment, she walked over to you and bent over your legs.

“Five for swearing, five for disobedience,” you commented so the woman knew what to expect from you. She just nodded her head and kept laying on your thighs with her ass high up in the air.

You smacked her ass for the first time with what you earned a help from the woman.

“Count for me.”

“One- thank you.” You smiled over that and smacked her again. “Oh- two… thank you,” Polly moaned and you smirked. God how you loved smacking her ass. “Mhm! Three!”

“And?”

“Thank you,” Polly thanked you again. You looked down between her ass cheeks and saw how excited she got from the spanking. You changed your hands and smacked her again, while with the other hand you were caressing her upper thighs from the back. “Four! T-thank you-“ Polly moaned softly and you looked between her ass cheeks again.

“We like this pretty much, don’t we?” You chuckled when you saw her arousal and Polly whined.

“Please-“

“Just six more darling,” you smirked and smacked her ass again. Polly kept counting for you and yelping. And you knew why. Her ass was blood red.

“Fuck! Five-“

“Shh, that’s a good girl. You’re taking your punishment so well,” you whispered and two fingers of your hand started playing with her entrance. You softly entered your fingers and when a moan was already on Polly’s lips, you smacked her.

“S-six- oh Y/n-“ Polly moaned as you started finger-fucking her. Listening to her wetness you felt your clit throb. She looked amazing like this. Bent over your thighs, with her ass as red as pepper and with your fingers inside of her warmth. “Seven!”

“Just three more darling, you can take it, can’t you?”

“Y-Yes-“

“That’s an amazing girl,” you said and took a break from smacking her ass. You turned her on yourself, so her legs were by your thighs and her naked core was presented to you. Polly grabbed the edge of the desk and climbed up so she was leaning on it with her chest. “Oh baby,” you moaned at the sight and added another finger, stretching Polly out.

“Oh yes!”

You were stretching her out while fingering. Seeing that she was taking deep breaths, you smirked at you success and kept playing the woman.

“Oh my god- fuck-“ Polly was moaning on the table and oh that pretty red ass of hers. Knowing that she probably wouldn’t take any more snacks, you were satisfied by that your spanking made her wet so easily.

Slipping your fingers in and out of her, you were making her squirm on the table. When you hit that special spot, or when you decided to tease her clit a little bit.

“Hush Pol. Be a good girl for me…”

“I’m close Y/n! I’m closer,” she whined out and you noted it to yourself. Decided to fuck her until her body was responding, you kept your fingers in the place.

Polly was clenching around you so hard it was difficult to pull your fingers out almost. When Polly squeezed your hand with her thighs… oh the view you had. And then you pulled your fingers out.

“Fuck no! No, no, no, no! Please!” Polly cried and you, honestly, enjoyed it. Her body was still spasming and you were watching her wet core. When you realized the breath of exhaustion the woman let out, you sat into the armchair more comfortably than before and cleared your throat.

“Over my knees. Again,” you spoke with your voice deep as Polly’s chocolate brown eyes. Polly obeyed you and she laid over your thighs again. You teased her ass a little and then, you leant down. “Another ten for you okay? And then you’re free to go.”

“Y-Yes-“

Polly bent over your thighs, her body shaking from the feelings. When she was laying, you caressed her asscheeks which got a pretty red color and leant down to kiss her. And then another smack came.

“Eight! Holy fuck,” Polly screamed and you continued to make this as fast as you could. “Nine!” And then you brought your hand down to her ass for the last time. Polly moaned softly and you smiled, caressing her cheeks which were blood red now.

“Didn’t you forget something?”

“Ten- t-thank you,” Polly breathed out and then you brushed her lower back.

“You did so well,” you whispered to her and caressed her cheek again. Polly whined softly and then you helped her with getting up. She decided to sit on your thighs and she cuddled you. She needed comfort.

“Do you need anything now?” You asked her and Polly looked up.

“I-“ she started shyly and looked down. You lifted her shin up and then you stroked her thighs.

“Yes?”

“Oh-“ you moaned out, scared. The worried could be heard from your voice when Polly took your shirt and she cut it in half, just to prove you how sharp her knife was.

“Don’t pretend that you don’t like it,” Polly mumbled against you and when your clothes were cut in half, she pushed you onto the bed, where you fell. You climbed up to the head of the bed and Polly smirked at you and crawled up following you. “Lay back.”

“Y-yes,” you just whispered and you laid onto the bed, leaving your legs bent in your knees. Polly was kneeling on front of you and she pulled your legs open, crawling between them to reach your upper body.

Looking up at her, chills ran through your body when you saw her huge kitchen knife. She ripped your underwear off too and you just gulped.

“Now how do we feel about this friend of mine?” Polly asked and nodded against the knife. You looked at it scared and you took a deeper breath.

“I-“

“You won’t die darling. Now relax,” Polly chuckled and she softly slid the edge of her knife on your soft skin.

“Oh god-“ you said from fear and then… pain filled your whole body. “Pol!”

“Shh darling,” she shushed you and you clenched your teeth. She was obviously enjoying herself. Her free hand traveled between your thighs and you gasped when she started rubbing your clit.

“Uh-“ you moaned softly when she pressed her fingers a little more against your bud and the knife slid over your clavicle. She cut open your skin there too and you swallowed when you felt the pleasurable pain run through your body.

“I see we like this. Look how smoothly is my knife cutting your skin darling,” Polly smiled at her own thought and you just swallowed because she slid her fingers to your opening.

“Please-“

“You want my fingers? Hm?”

“Yes please,” you said again to make sure the woman got what you wanted and then Polly withdrew her hand. She placed it in front of your face and you got what she wanted. You to take off her rings.

You looked her into her face and you took her pointing finger into your mouth. You made the surrounding of her ring wet with your tongue and then you sucked it off. And like this, you continued with all of Polly’s fingers while giving her the rings back.

“Good girl,” Polly praised you and she smiled at you warmly. A second later, she pressed the knife to your neck and you gasped. “Now one bad move and your throat will be cut open.”

“Yes,” you said only and as you felt her fingers massage your clit again, you whined. Your breathing became a little faster as she was stimulating your clit and you were swallowing bigger and bigger saliva just to get through the feeling. Polly didn’t even realize and she was using her strength on her wrong hand, pushing the knife into your throat. “P-Pol-“

“What is it?”

“T-The knife-“ you choked out. When Polly seemed to realize what she was doing, she loosened her hand and backed away from your throat a little, so you could take a proper breath. “Thanks-“ you moaned louder than before and Polly seemed to find another sort of fun for herself. Your thighs.

As her fingers slid inside of you, the knife cut your thighs. You wanted to buck your hips but the woman didn’t allow you to do so. She just smirked and you knew that she was smirking immediately. You knew the woman too well.

“Oh my- Pol-“

“Hush now. I already took my knife away and found a different spot to mark you. What else do you want?” She was angry. Oh she was so angry. Knowing that there was no space for you to answer her because she didn’t want you to answer her, you bit onto your tongue so nothing would slip out of your mouth. “As I thought.”

Polly pulled your thighs more apart. She was making room for herself and for her own needs. The need to fuck you. Her hand however didn’t stop at all and she was still playing with your body like she liked to.

When she cut your thighs again, you hissed louder. As an answer, Polly’s fingers got faster than before and she was rougher too.

“Taking me this well? Hm?” She asked more from herself than from you and all you needed was a mean Polly. You felt yourself clench around her fingers at first and then you clenched again. “Oh?”

“S-sorry-“

Polly slid another finger inside of you, cutting your inner thigh at the same time. The pleasure mixed with pain and you didn’t know if you should’ve hissed or moaned. You didn’t even know how and a moan found its way out of your mouth and Polly… kept finger-fucking you.

“Oh my- the stretch-“

“So good right? Take my fingers, will you?” Polly cut you off and at the same time she seemed like… she became soft with you?

“Yes- yes-“ you moaned out few times in a row to make sure the woman heard you. Polly curled her fingers inside of you and with that movement of hers- oh god she hit your spot. “O-oh!”

Your sweat was already dripping onto the bed. The situation this woman put you in was something you wouldn’t be expecting in your worst dreams, but yet, it felt so damn good.

The bedsheets were sticked on your body. Your skin was telling Poll that you were rather excited or cold, just like your stone-hard nipples. The woman didn’t look like she was getting the hints you were trying to give her, and you couldn’t do anything more on your own.

“Fuck Pol-“ you moaned, “you’re getting me closer-“

“Good. Get off for me.” And with that, she was making you feel, see and also hear heaven. With her fingers. With your eyes closed shut and the imagination of her in front of you in your head. And the blood pumping in your ears. “Come on darling, show me what a whore for me you are.”

And with that sentence, Polly showed the knife against your throat again.

“Fuck- close- so close-“ you whined in high pitched tone for her. You couldn’t hear anything else from the blood. Your muscles clenched in your toes, whole legs and belly. Feeling how the knot in your stomach got the tightest it could, Polly’s fingers brushed your g-spot. And that was the moment when your whole world fell apart. “Holy mother of-!”

You didn’t know what happened next. The beeping in your ears was so loud. Your body clenched and then you fell onto the bed.

“You okay?” Polly asked when you realized that you woke up and you nodded your head as an answer for her.

“Yeah I am,” you said only and Polly brushed your hair out of your face. You leant into her hand and smiled softly. “Thank you.”

“You have some hearing problems?” She asked you as she turned back to face you and you frowned. “Since you didn’t follow my command.”

“I am sorry.”

“Mistress.”

“I am sorry mistress,” you said and looked into the pair of deep brown eyes which were undressing your already undressed body. You remembered of what had Polly told you before you zoned out and you sat onto the chair, wide opening your legs.

You were in her office where no one was. You heard soft footsteps and you knew it was the brown haired woman. As you heard her breath at your ear, you closed your eyes, shivering.

“Stretch those legs out,” Polly commanded and you really slowly parted your legs. The cold air hitting your body and since you were already dripping onto the chair, it was even colder for you. “I will show you what will you get once you push Polly’s limits. You have been playing a dirty game for the whole week Y/n. Did you think it would’ve gone without any consequences?”

“No mistress,” you whispered and closed your eyes. You knew that you had been bad in the previous few days and you knew you hadn’t thought Polly would take it- here.

Polly’s hand slid between your thighs. An idea of that couldn’t be bad at all could it? You had no idea what was Polly talking about, she seemed to pleasure you.

Her fingers found your clit and she started drawing slow circles while her lips were at your ear.

“First you dare not to come to the meeting. Then you don’t do the paperwork I gave you. Then you decide not to show up at work and then you act like a bitch. Where did this all came from?” Polly asked you, remembering you do the previous week and how it went.

“I-“ you wanted to answer her but as she knew what were you about to do, she used three of her thick fingers. And that already hurt.

“You? Cat got your tongue?”

“I didn’t do the most of that you said,” you whispered, fighting for some air when Polly started fingering you.

“Are you sure? I don’t think that,” she said, her voice lower. As she said this, she pulled her fingers out and then she took something. She walked in front of you, so you could see her and you saw a rope in her hands. “Legs to the chair,” she commanded and you put your legs into the position she told you.

Polly wasn’t even gentle. She tied your legs to the chair really tightly you were afraid she would cut your blood circulation. When she was done, you looked at the brown haired woman and she looked you into your eyes.

Without any warning, she used two of her fingers and started fingering you. She didn’t start slow or gentle. She started with the speed she liked the most and you whined when you felt her fingers brushing your walls, making you feel all floaty.

“O-oh-“ you moaned and let your head fall limp with closed eyes. Polly didn’t adjust your head, she didn’t care. You messed up and you were taking the punishment.

She did everything to make you cum. She licked your nipples from time to time, pushed her fingers deep inside or stimulated your clit. And you liked all of that. And that was the mistake.

When Polly saw your legs shaking a little and felt your cunt clench around her fingers, she kissed you onto your clit. When you gasped and pushed your hips up, Polly pulled away, not making you cum.

“Oh come on!”

“Shut up you slut,” Polly hissed and you whined out quietly. “You thought that I would let you cum?”

“Mhm-“

“Too bad,” Polly said and when she was sure the wave of orgasm faded away, she started again. First with circling your clit.

“Please-“

The woman in front of you totally ignored you. When she used her fingers again, she started even rougher than before. You threw your head back and clenched your teeth, letting out whines.

She seemed to ignore you. Once you heard how wet you were and felt the familiar tickling in your stomach, you didn’t say a word. Maybe she would let you cum like that. If she didn’t know you were close.

But Polly Gray wasn’t dumb as you thought. She looked up into your face, finding you biting on your lower lip and she felt you clenching around her fingers. Reaching her hand out, she squeezed your nipple along with pulling her fingers out, what left you feeling even more destroyed than you really were.

“Mistress!” You half screamed, half begged and when the comfortable sparks faded away, you whined out loudly. “Please- I will be a good girl, please-“ you begged her. As you opened your eyes again to look at her, you sucked in a breath. She was holding a knife against your throat. One of her sharpest ones.

“Then be a one. And follow my commands, hm?” Polly challenged you and you gulped that loud she could hear that. A smirk settled on her face and she kept holding the knife against your throat. Her fingers went further inside of you than ever and your breathing sped up.

“Oh-“ you moaned quietly, feeling the knife deeper in the skin of your throat.

Polly’s fingers were sliding in and out of you rhythmically. She was making you feel lot of different feelings but you were sure about that she was doing so good for you. And you didn’t complain. But if she would let you cum-

Her fingers felt thick. She was stimulating your clit with her other hand and you clenched your muscles as you were sitting on the chair, remembering of that you, your legs and arms were tied to it.

You felt your walls clenching. Your belly tickled and shiver ran down your spine. Your eyes were closing from the feeling she was making you go through and your toes started dangerously curling. Maybe it would be better if you told her about it-

But on the other hand, you didn’t want to. Polly became even rougher and you sucked in a breath. You needed just a little bit of her movements and you were ready to cum-

“Fuck!”

“Don’t you dare cum.”

“But mistress!” You whined loudly, feeling your head hurt. Polly smiled over your behavior and you gave up. You couldn’t hold it. “Fucking god!”

Polly immediately pulled out her fingers and backed away. You were on the edge, the highest spot. All you needed was a little push, only one stroke. But she didn’t give it to you.

“Please!” You screamed as loud as you could but it didn’t seem to help. Polly cleaned off her fingers and backed away even more. She checked your body on the chair and then she smiled.

“I think it was enough.”

“But-“

“If it wasn’t you can stay here like this until the morning,” she said and you decided to shut up immediately. “You’re learning fast, but not as fast as I would wish,” Polly breathed out and freed you.

The blood circulation returned to your legs and you massaged them. When you felt your core twitch, you just let out an unsatisfied breath and Polly chuckled.

“So… she thinks I am dead?” You asked from your cousin you met few months ago. His name was Thomas Shelby and to be honest, after he told you who he was, you didn’t trust him at all. But after all those days you had spent with him, he made you believe that it was safe to talk to him.

“Yes,” he said without putting a napkin in front of his mouth and you started nodding your head and tried to process the new information you just got. Your mother thought that you were dead.

“You said that I have a brother,” you started another topic, but still stayed at you family. You found it pretty calming since at that moment you were walking on a street and as Thomas described it to you, your mother was supposed to live somewhere at the end of the street.

“Yes you have. His name is Michael Gray,” Thomas explained to you and your heart started beating faster.

“Is he here?”

“Yes, he should be with your mother now.” He answered you simply and then he looked at you, seeing the question in your eyes. “He is seventeen, a year younger than you.”

Taking a deep breath you didn’t even realize that you both stopped in the middle of the path. You looked to the left where the house was. Your mother lived in it. Your mother was in there.

“Can I- can I get some time alone?” You asked from Thomas and he looked at the house. When he pulled out a package of cigarettes, he took out the fourth today and searched for matches. You believed it meant that you could get some time alone and you just looked at the house.

The woman who gave birth to you eighteen years ago was in there. The woman who gave up on you, but Thomas said she had to. You didn’t know what to believe and only way to find out was walking inside of the house and ask her, face to face.

Closing your eyes you tried to calm down. You were about to meet your mother and even tho you thought you were ready for that, your body wasn’t. You took few deep breaths, realizing how your throat got swollen and closed your eyes to deal with it on your own.

Few minutes passed. Thomas pulled out another cigarette and you were thinking about that if he was nervous as well or if it was just some kind of routine for him. When you kept watching him for a little longer, he looked at you. You didn’t want to make him wait more so you nodded your head and took a deep breath, looking at the house. So he would understand.

“Are you sure?”

“I am,” you told him and Thomas put his cigarette down. You took a deep breath as he took the very first step in the direction of the doors and you followed him. Your hands were sweating and you tried to wipe them in your clothes without Thomas noticing.

“Would you like to tell her what happened or should I?” He asked you when he stopped in front of the wooden doors. You stood next to him and closed your eyes.

“I will try,” you said and Thomas nodded his head. You supposed that he would push the doorbell or knock, but he took out a key and unlocked the doors. Surprise appeared in your face when he stepped inside of the house.

“Take off your coat, then we will search for Polly,” he said and you nodded your head, taking your coat off slowly. Your mind was full of questions, of those you had been thinking about since you found out the people who had been taking care of you weren’t your parents. You wanted to ask her why has she left you. You wanted to ask her if she hasn’t loved you and if that was the reason she left you. And when you heard some doors shut, you almost jumped.

“Who is it?” You heard a woman’s voice and warmth spilled in your chest. Somehow, you knew that it was your mother, but you had a need to see her.

“Me Pol,” Thomas spoke up and when no answer came from the woman, he nodded to you as a sign you could walk further inside of the house. You nodded your head and took a slow step forward.

As you walked through the doors which were dividing the hall and the room, your eyes immediately looked around and you were surprised by how did the house look like from inside. In a good way. There were another doors in front of you and you knew that the woman who was your mother was behind them. Thomas walked past you and when he was about to open them, he looked at you.

“Ready?”

“Y-yeah-“ you said and swallowed really hardly. Thomas opened the doors and walked inside, holding them open for you.

“Hey Pol.”

“Thomas,” she just said and nodded her head what you couldn’t see. Thomas looked at you to let you know you could walk inside and you really walked in, taking slow steps.

“I came to introduce you someone.” He said only and you looked inside of the room, finding the woman watching Thomas.

As soon as she realized some movement, her eyes started burning you. She looked at you, at frost she didn’t realize what was happening. You looked her into her eyes and didn’t say anything, you just waited for the realization to hit the woman.

Polly kept watching you. You saw something happening behind her eyes. Her brain was working on two hundred percent and you could almost see the puzzles getting together.

“Thomas?” She looked at him and when he nodded, woman’s hands flew to her mouth and she covered it, tears filling her eyes.

“Polly,” he said, making a dramatic pause with a sigh you hated him for, “This is Y/n Anna Gray. Your daughter,” he said simply and Polly shook her head. Tears started running down her cheeks and she kept shaking her head. For some reason you felt special and at the same time you felt like she didn’t want you.

“I-It can’t be- it can’t be-“

“Here,” Thomas said and pulled out some paper. Your birth certificate. He placed it onto the table besides him and waited. The woman looked aside and as if you weren’t even there, she took the birth certificate into her hands, reading it, while her tears were falling onto the paper.

You stayed quiet until the woman wasn’t finished with the reading. When she just kept watching the paper and didn’t look up, you knew that it was unbelievable for her. That you were standing in the same room she was, after all those years.

Brown eyes looked up and met another pair of brown eyes. The eyelids which seemed to be heavy were wide opened and you saw her pupil twitching from side to side. Tears rolled down her cheeks once more and you gifted the woman with a gentle smile.

“Anna?”

“Yes,” you answered her and waited for her reaction. But what she did wasn’t what you’ve imagined before. She rushed over to Thomas and hugged him. Her eyes were closed and her chin was resting on his shoulder closer to you, so you could see her face.

“Thank you. Thank you so much-“ the woman started sobbing and you looked away. Or seemed to be something really sensitive for her and you didn’t want to join something what you shouldn’t have joined.

“I told you I’ll bring them home,” Thomas said and you realized that the woman, your mother pulled away from him. She looked straight at you and you gulped.

“Oh Anna,” she breathed out and made a careful step towards you. You took a deep breath and when she hugged you, you closed your eyes, feeling everything inside of you shake. “Where have you been? Thomas said you died of Spring fever? What happened?”

“Well-“ you started, swallowing hardly. “Uhm…”

“Should I start?” Thomas asked you and you shook your head. You knew that you were ready to talk about it, you just didn’t know how to begin.

“I was sick. I almost died of the sickness I had and then… someone took care of me. I didn’t know who she was until she didn’t explain everything to me. I thought that every single member of my family has died and then… Thomas found me. And here I am.” You said, not knowing if you should look up at the woman or not.

When you heard a sob, you looked up. The woman was crying as if she couldn’t believe it was really you.

“Would you like me to leave you both alone now?” Thomas asked and Polly looked at you. You knew that the decision landed on you and you nodded your head. You thought it would be better.

As he left the room and you stayed with the woman alone, she offered you to take a seat. You sat down really carefully and caught her watching you.

“Would you like anything? Tea or?”

“Tea would be great,” you told her with a little smile and the woman started immediately preparing the tea.

“So… how did you get here? How did you meet Thomas?”

“I met him some time ago,” you said and earned a look from the woman. “Few weeks. At first he kept visiting us and then he explained to my… to the people I lived with, what happened,” you said and Polly put the cup with tea in front of you.

“Few weeks?”

“Yeah. And then he told me everything about you. That I was taken away from you. And I know that I have a brother too, I was told he is here,” you said carefully and Polly nodded her head.

“Yes, he does the accounting in the company- I mean- I bet this is too many information for you, I can tell you later.” She said and you nodded your head as a sign you understood the woman. “Where are you staying now?” She asked you and you blinked few times.

“Well… I live at Tommy’s,” you said and didn’t know if you caused more pain to the woman than before or not. She nodded her head and kept quiet for a while.

“If you’d like to, you can come over anytime. And if you’ll want to one day, you can come and live with me,” she said and this all seemed to be a little soon for you.

“Sure,” you said only, looking up at your mother you met for the first time today. She seemed to be a really kind person. As kind as the people you had lived with seemed. You smiled a little and then looked away from her.