enchanted
chapter 21, isaiah and michael's pub brawl.

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"Hear me out!" Lilian urged the girl not to shut the door on her.

"No. I said all that needed to be said now fuck off back to London," she spat attempting to close the door but was stopped by the woman's hand. "I don't know what you think you're doing but my dad will be back soon and if he sees you, he's going to kick off."

"Aurora, please," Lilian begged as the blonde girl went to closed the door  once again. "My dad is out looking you and I don't know what he's capable of anymore."

"Get to the point," Rory huffed. Isaiah stepped behind her.

"My point is, my dad is a dangerous man, Aurora," Lilian told her before looking down the road to see men in caps approaching the house. "I never meant to put you in this amount of danger." She looked at the girl one last time before leaving, like she did the day she left her with John.

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That conversation was all she could think about for the following week, every time she went to close her eyes she could hear the woman's voice and her hand always found it's self fiddling with her necklace that once was Lilian's.

"Siah?" Rory asked standing the doorway of Michael's office making both of them look at her.

"What?" he asked turning to face her, watching her walk closer to the desk.

"Can you-"

"Where do you want to go?" he asked cutting her off and Michael watched them with a smirk.

Rory huffed not liking being interrupted, "As I was about to ask before you rudely interrupted me I was going to ask if you could walk me to the Garrison I don't want to go past that alley by myself, please?"

He stood up and said to Michael, "Don't go anywhere I'll be back."

Rory started walking out of Michael's office and he took this as the opportunity to say, "She's got you wrapped around her little finger."

"Nah, it's nothing like that, Tommy and John's order's," he denied quickly.

Michael looked at him, unimpressed before saying, "Ever since my birthday you've kept an even closer eye of her than before so when you do end up getting together, hurt her and I swear I'll kill you."

Isaiah started stuttering, "I-what? You sound like Freya."

"Well she's right," Michael gave him a pointed look.

"I am right. I'm always right," Freya looked at the boy.

"'Siah will you hurry up I need to see Eve before Finn steals her away from me again," Rory shouted and he ran towards her.

"Whipped," Michael shouted and Rory looked at him, "What?"

"Nothing," he dismissed and started writing again. Once they were gone Michael looked at Freya.

When they walked down the street, Isaiah started kicking rocks at Rory, annoying her until she snapped, "I'm not going to tell you again, you might be Finn's best friend but he isn't here to help you, 'Siah and I might be twelve now but I get kicked out of school every other day for fighting and I'm a Shelby after all so I've got a temper. Do not piss me off otherwise I'll break your nose... again."

Isaiah immediately stopped annoying her holding his hands up in mock surrender, "Sorry, sorry."

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When they got to the Garrison, Isaiah waited outside until she went inside then made his way back to Michael's office. She walked into the snug and saw Evelyn and Finn laughing together. "Where's my dad and Arthur?" she asked making them stop laughing.

"Getting a drink," Finn replied.

"Oh," she replied. "Is Frey still at the betting shop?"

"Yes," Lottie nodded as the girl walked out of the snug.

"There she is, our little sunshine," Arthur announced happily as she got closer, pulling her into him.

"Alright, get off me now," she told him pushing him away and leaning into her dad.

"What's up?" he asked, wrapping his arm around her.

"Nothing, just sick of Finn and Evelyn flirting all the time."

"Jealous because no one would dare flirt with you?" John asked teasingly and made his way back to the snug with a drink in his hand so Rory couldn't hit him.

"No don't be stupid it's just she's my best friend and he's always stuck to her," she whined, walking behind them.

The boys were playing cards while Evelyn and Rory watched them when Arthur turned to them, "Stick your head in a bucket girls."

"We're going to get a drink, come on Evie," she announced practically dragging Evelyn from the snug.

"What?" the girl asked confused.

"You don't want to know, trust me," she replied standing at the bar then jumping and twisting someone's arm. "Isaiah, what the fuck?! I could have broken your wrist, you prick!" she exclaimed letting go of his arm.

"Ow! that hurt," he told her.

"It was supposed to," her eyes moved to his hand. "What happened to your hand?"

"Nothing that concerns you, pretty girl" he replied, smirking.

Rory kissed her teeth then looked at the boy, "Didn't I tell you the next time you called me that I'd kick you in the balls?" 

He gulped, "Please don't I'm already hurt enough."

"Your own fault I'm guessing, Michael are his injuries self inflicted?" she asked looking towards Michael.

"No they weren't actually," he replied, shaking his head slightly.

"I'm shocked you managed to keep to the single people this time," she patted his shoulder patronisingly. Michael and Eve stifling a laugh and the boy's expense.

Isaiah looked offended but picked up his and Rory's drinks while Michael picked up his and Evelyn's and the four of them made their way to the snug again.

"Here they are, look," Arthur announced. "Junior Peaky boys. What's happened to you? You been scrapping?"

Michael sighed as Isaiah sat next to Rory who had Evelyn sat on the other side of her, "Some idiots at the Marquis of Lorne. They tried to stop me and Isaiah from drinking but it's alright. We fought them off. Arthur, we had to stand our ground, and we did."

"The Marquis, eh?" Arthur asked, as he and John stood up. Finn did so, too, but was pushed back down by John and Arthur making Rory, Lottie and Freya laugh. "Where's your dad?"

"Preaching," Isaiah replied.

"Right," Arthur nodded.

"Don't nick any of me chips, Finn," John said.

Arthur and John shuffled round the table as Michael watched them go. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"We won't be long," Arthur replied.

Once they were gone, Michael looked at Isaiah, "Where are they going?"

"The Marquis of Lorne," Isaiah replied.

"What a shame. It was a nice pub," Freya commented as she stole some of Arthur's drink.

"Was?" Michael asked. "What are they going to do?"

"Burn it," Rory told him, reaching over for Isaiah's drink.

"Why?" he asked the girl, confused.

"Leaves a message. You don't mess with a Shelby, a Gray or a blinder and get away with it," she told him like it was the most obvious thing in the world before she took of a sip of the boy's drink, she wasn't sure if he'd even noticed.

"They're actually going to burn it?" Michael asked and Isaiah and Rory nodded.

"It's what they do. It leaves a message like Rory just said," he told him, watching Rory sip his drink.

Rory turned to Isaiah, "Your hand looks bad."

"Wow, thanks tell me how it really looks."

"I just did," she replied and made her way out of the snug.

"Where are you going?" Finn asked but didn't get a reply so he looked at Evelyn who shrugged.

"I know as much as you."

Rory went to the bar and got a bowl of water and a cloth before heading back to the snug. She sat back down as Michael and Isaiah eyed the cloth warily as she squeezed it out and turned to Isaiah.

"Woah, what are you doing?" he replied pushing her hand away.

"Stop being a baby and keep still," she replied moving the cloth to his face again. "You're not going anywhere near me."

"If you don't let me clean it, it will get infected now as much as you annoy me I don't want that to happen," she replied but he wasn't having it.

"Fine then," she replied and sat back making him relax and put his hand over his mouth and Rory took this as the opportunity to grab his hand and pull it towards her.

"Rory!" he exclaimed trying to pull his hand away but she sat on his lap stopping him from moving as she help his hand out in front of her.

"Ha now you can't move," she replied and pressed the cloth to his cheek making him hiss and try to pull his face out of her grip.

Rory sighed and rolled her eyes, "Stop being a fucking baby."

She was still cleaning Isaiah's hand when John and Arthur came back in and stopped in their tracks.

"Aurora, what the fuck!" Arthur exclaimed making her jump and push down on Isaiah's hand making him hiss again.

"I was cleaning his hand and face he wouldn't stop being a big baby about it so I stopped him from moving his hand away from me," she replied shrugging and getting off him.

"Right," he replied glaring at Isaiah.

Evelyn smirked at Finn who smirked back. "Why is everyone smirking? have I missed something?" Rory asked confused.

"No," Evelyn replied quickly then turned to Finn. "Can you walk me home please?" she asked and Finn nodded standing up.

"Bye Rory," she waved, smiling and Rory smiled back.

"See you later."

When they left, John looked at Rory. "Come on kid, we're going home," he told her.

They walked home in silence and when they got home John told Esme what he saw at the Garrison and Esme teased Rory relentlessly until she shouted, "Alright, alright. I'm going to bed!"