𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿, 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘅:
hooked

"Esme. . ." Started Margaret as she sat in the Golds' house. Aberama and Bonnie had invited her to their home so she could meet the rest of the family. It was safe to say that Margaret got along with everyone especially the Golds, and they were a way to escape the Shelby man. ". . . you look gorgeous. Stop saying you're not, right, Bonnie?"

Bonnie winced as Margaret stood up, walked over the woman, and held Esme's hair up. She gave him a cold stare as he cleared his throat, "Ye look gorgeous, Esme. Maybe if you let Maggie do something, you'd look even better."

Esmeralda groaned but looked straight at Margaret through the mirror, and smiled, "Right. I guess I could use some help, eh."

Margaret let out a chuckle, her hands ran through Esme's blonde air. When she saw Mr. Gold in Charlie's yard, she never thought she'd end up spending the evening at his house with his two kids. She had to admit, despite being younger, Margaret did enjoy their company. Bonnie was a funny boy, Aberama full of sarcasm, and Esmeralda was a beauty and truly a good friend. She had been here for the Kegley woman, listened to her, and made her laugh.

"Aberama!" Yelled Margaret, calling out for the hitman. The father strolled into the room, a drink in hand. "I'd like a drink, please." Cheekily smiled the woman as he scoffed.

"You just called me for a drink? Margaret, come on."

Maggie laughed, "No. I called you to ask you something." She stepped aside showing Esme. "What do you think?"

Aberama looked at his daughter in amazement, wearing a proud smile, "You look amazing, Esme. Just like your mother." Commented the man. The phone rang as Aberama quickly kissed his daughter's cheek and walked over the phone. He exchanged a few words before handing her the telephone. "Mr. Shelby."

Margaret left Esmeralda's side and took the phone in her hand, she gulped before starting to speak, "Tommy, yes?"

"Maggie. Sorry to bother you, Charles wanted me to call you." His voice was slightly toned down, and she checked her watch seeing it was bedtime for the little boy. "He's wondering why ye aren't home." Added Tommy with a chuckle.

Margaret smiled, "No worries, eh. Give him the phone."

She heard a few noises before Charles talked, "Hi, mama."

Her heart fluttered and she pouted, "I'm going to be home soon, all right? Go to sleep, be a nice boy." Said Maggie as he hummed on the other line. "I love you. Give me daddy back."

"Daddy." She heard Bonnie laugh as she glanced at him, and Aberama slapped the back of his head making Margaret laugh. "Oi!"

She heard Tommy's grave voice saying some words to Charles before he cleared his throat, "You plan on coming home, Maggie?"

The woman nervously played with the hem of her dress, "I am, yes. I was finishing helping Esmeralda." She told him, letting out a breath. "May have a drink with Aberama and Bonnie before, then I'm coming back."

"All right. Be careful." He told her before hanging up. Margaret put the telephone back in its place and made her way to the men noticing Esmeralda had gone to her dinner.

The father gave her a glass of Whiskey as she thanked him, sitting back down. She showed her cigarettes box as he nodded his head, allowing her to smoke in the house. She smiled thankfully and lighted it.

Aberama tilted his head as he peeped at the woman who seemed lost in her thoughts, "Ye love the kid, don't you?"

"I do. He even called me mama, not too long ago." Admitted Margaret with a shy smile on her, still not believing Charles would call her that. "Fucking hell, am I getting too attached?"

Bonnie shook his head, "I don't think so. Am young but you love Charles, Maggie. And you love Mr. Shelby."

Margaret hummed silently, finishing her drink. Did she love Tommy? The answer was still blurry. Maybe she did love him, after all, Thomas Shelby made her feel alive. The most alive she had been in years, actually. After leaving the house, Margaret drove in the bliss night, the moon high up in the sky, and the stars decorated the dark sky. Maybe she did enjoy Small Heath, more than she used to.

Her hand pushed the front door open as she instantly felt the warmth hit her. One of the maids, Mary, walked to her and helped her take the coat off. Maggie offered her a soft smile before heading upstairs. Quietly changing into her nightgown took her cardigan and wrapped it around her body. She gently turned the doorknob and strolled around the house, stopping in front of Tommy's door as she hesitantly brought her fist to the wooden door. Not a long ago, the Shelby man appeared still completely dressed as he smoked his cigarette.

Margaret shyly cleared her throat, "I just wanted to let you know I'm home." Exclaimed the woman.

Tommy ranked her up and down before stepping aside and motioned for her to come into his room, "Had fun tonight?"

"Yeah." Said Maggie. "You should be asleep by now. Tomorrow is the big day, eh."

Tommy chuckled exhaling the smoke, "It is. Are you voting for me, Mag?"

She nodded her head, "Of course." He moved closer to her, his hands cupped her face. His blue eyes looked down at her with a gentle look, his features softened. "Can I kiss you?"

Margaret softly nodded as he leaned down, his lips locked with hers and he held her face close.  Maggie smoothly brought her hands to his pants, unbuttoning it softly.  Tommy stepped back, gazing down at her.  His mouth slightly opened as he breathed in and out, trying to calm his pounding heart.

"Are you sure?" Asked Tom.

Margaret stood up, walking to him to the point where their chests were touching, "Yes. I am sure, Tom." Her hands sneaked under his shirt, traveling on his chest as he put his arms in the air, and she managed to take his shirt off.

The man had a hand on her cheek, the pad of his thumb caressing her cheek as her finger slowly traced the ink on his chest.  She tip toed, bringing their lips together as they stumbled on the bed and her back hit the mattress leaving her vulnerable.  Tommy's hands discovered every inch of her body, his lips loved every part of it. 

And, at that moment, Maggie knew it'd be only Tommy and her.  The two of them, and the Shelbys against the whole world like they all had sworn to each other as kids. 

When Margaret had woke up, Tommy wasn't by her side anymore.  She swore she could still feel his lips on her body, how his touch brought butterflies and shivers through her whole body.  Her fingers touched her lips as she recalled the feeling of his against her.  She exhaled deeply before walking back to her bedroom as she got ready, said hello to Charles before leaving for Small Heath.

When she reached the voting hall, she instantly went with Polly, Ada, and Lizzie. All of them smiling at her, "Maggie!" Happily said the tall woman, wrapping an arm around her. "Thomas seemed quite happy this morning."

"You've seen him?"

Lizzie hummed, her cigarette between her two fingers, "He stopped by the office before heading somewhere." Explained the raven haired woman. "What happened? He had a different face, the face of a man who had sex."

Maggie blushed before looking away, "Let's say I reconsidered the idea." Mumbled the woman and Lizzie let out a squeal catching the two Shelbys women's attention. "Lizzie!"

"What happened?" Asked Ada clueless about the situation as Polly smirked. "Oi!"

"Maggie slept with Tommy." Murmured Lizzie leaning towards the women.

Margaret groaned nudging her side, "You keep this for you." Warned the woman as they all laughed. Polly reached for her shoulder.

"Welcome to the Shelby family, Maggie." Smiled the aunt as the doors opened and they were the first to enter. "Come on ladies, let's go."

They all walked in, taking a paper in order to vote. She softly crossed Thomas Shelby and headed out, folding it then put it in the box. She headed outside, bringing a cigarette to her lips, and inhaled. Last night just seemed unreal. She threw it on the ground before entering the town hall, she went up the stairs and entered the room. Her eyes drifted to the right side, and Jessie Eden but she soon snapped out of her thoughts as she felt a hand on her waist. She looked down to see Tommy as he offered her a smile, she returned it and sat down next to him.

"Sorry. I was smoking." Whispered Margaret.

Maggie lost herself in her thoughts as words became distant, and she stared blankly at Aunt Polly who seemed to make a speech, and people on the left side who simply clapped their hands together. Before she knew it, she was walking down the stairs by Tommy's side.

Everything would be alright.

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AUTHORS NOTE,
i honestly AM SO HAPPY
THAT U GUYS CAN FINALLY
READ WHAT I HAD IN MY DRAFTS
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