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call-sign-shark · 1 year ago

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Brummie, honey.

Ive read this chapter between my sets at the gym because I could not wait to get back home. And let me tell you that I’ve been shoulders pressing my frustration and anger as if I was training to beat down Tommy. This new chapter made me go through too many violent emotions at the same time — which highlights your talent — so my apologize if my commentary is as messy as my feels.

To be honest I was expecting him to shot Robert, but the way he merciless did it in front of Reader’s and Polly’s eyes surprised me. To be true, I get why reader mingled between Tommy and Polly, and defended her husband. It’s true that her fate would have been even more cruel if she had fled with Aunt Pol. Yet at the same time I wanted to shake her so bad 🤣 unfortunately, this is a realistic reaction, which renders it even more frustrating. Nevertheless, one should not forget that Polly is kind of clairvoyant and I am pretty sure she didn’t buy Reader’s excuses. I wonder what she will be up to now that she has witnessed her nephew’s madness. Same goes for John, who was already suspicious in the previous chapter. I really hope all his family join their forces to help her escape. Because there are no happy ending for Tommy and Reader. Either she leaves, either she dies at this point…

I shivered with my whole soul when Tommy pushed her in her new cell, in which there was only a bed. Your portrayal of Reader’s powerlessness and slow shifting into madness is wonderful. I especially think about her yelling in the pillow to vent her despair. That was terribly heartbreaking… Honestly, every time Tommy would enter the room my whole body would tense. It’s almost witchcraft the way you managed to put us in Reader’s shoes. To the point I felt genuinely ashamed with the chamber pot scene. To be true, this was very disturbing to read and this is a cruel psychological torture and humiliation. The way he forces her down with pressing his hands on her shoulders almost made me feel nauseous. Girl, you’re a queen when it comes to very dark scene such as this one.

The death of the mare… I knew he would end up doing it but that was just awful. I could imagine her hitting the window and crying, as she stands her powerless. In this scene you were as sadistic as Tommy and did not let me breath, for Reader’s mother appeared. I was so fucking scared this psycho would hurt her too but what he did was more… creative. I think the way Reader just as the time to exchange a few words with her mother before being forced to “go to bed” is awful. Nevertheless, I ADORED Tommy’s justification for the mare like “she was lame and sick, it was a mercy kill” because it spreads confusion. Somehow it could be true?? Everyone else believes it but not Reader. She knows it’s not the case 😭😭

There came the scene you talked to me about with our favorite little Reader using the power of sex to make him beg. That was a scene full of tension and not only sexual (even if I must admit that reading Tommy begging kinda made my ovaries do an Oppenheimer-style explosion). This was clever of her to deny him his orgasm, even if I would not have dared to. Yet Reader is fucking brave and she has nothing to lose. What a short but powerful balance of power. I was surprised he didn’t force her into having sex buuuuut I feel like Thomas wouldn’t enjoy rape. He wants to get her on her knees. He wants her to shamefully love getting dicked by him. It would do good to his ego.

His line “You will learn to love me again” is wonderful because it underlines how Y/N’s hope for retrieving the Tommy of her memories are vain. This was just an incredible punchline.

OHHHHH NOWWWWW JOHN IS BRINGING SOME GOOD NEWS!! Okay I know I should commiserate with Y/N, but I can’t help hoping Tommy’s really dead and that she will not rush to his bedside forgiving him only out of fear of losing him. The way I wanted to jump on John and kiss him is indescribable 🤭

Brummie, love, what a painfully awesome sequel to your dark!series. I love that deep dive in Tommy’s madness, who has reached a point of non-return. I can’t help but want more immediately, because you never fail to throw me in this dark AU! You can’t imagine how I loooooove your series. One of the best discovery ever made … And I am certainly a bit of a masochist 😈

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Killing Me Softly (PART SEVEN/ DARK!TOMMY)

Summary: Tommy's anger rains down on Y/N as her punishment for leaving him takes his brutality to a new level.

Warnings: Language, mentions of blood, murder, violence, psychological mind games, toxic marriage, psychological abuse, adult themes, controlling behaviour, Dark!Tommy (this is a dark fic, please read the warnings before continuing)

Face to face with your husband, his gun pointing straight at you, you stood there along the deserted country lane as you watched his face contour with anger, the veins in his neck protruding as the blood in his body tried to keep up with his escalating fury. All the eerie calmness had left him, he was seething with anger, his teeth gritted as he stared you down, the hunt was over, his prey at his mercy. Closing your eyes you steadied your breathing as you took in the faint sounds of the surrounding countryside. The smell of wild flowers filled your senses, the sound of birds chirping over head muffled the noise of your husbands heavy breathing, a light summer breeze sent goosebumps through your body as a calmness swept over you, you was ready.

" LOOK AT ME!" Tommy shouted as your eyes stayed shut. "FUCKING LOOK AT ME Y/N!" he said again, his voice trembling as he tried to control his mounting anger.

"Just do it Tommy! " You cried as you opened your eyes, the calmness of a peaceful death slowly disappearing from you.

" What...you think I'm gonna kill you, you're my wife!" Tommy shouted as his hand gripped the gun tighter, sweat coating his fingers as his knuckles turned an opaque white. "I love you and you left me, you fucking LEFT ME!" Tommy yelled as he lowered his gun, striking you across the face with his other hand, the force of it sending you to the ground.

" FUCKKK!" Tommy shouted as he looked down at you, tears streaming down your cheeks as you held on to your reddened face. "Look what you made me do!" Tommy said pulling you up from the ground, his hands grabbing hold of your arms as he looked at the end result of his untameable anger.

" I..I can't do this anymore " you pleaded with him as you felt your body go limp, Tommy's unyielding grip the only thing holding you up. "Let me leave Tommy...please, let me leave or just end it for me"

" You're not going anywhere Y/N, do you understand? I will not let you leave neither freely nor by my hand. You're mine, and you'll stay with me"

" Y/N!" You heard Polly's voice say from behind you as she ran down to where you and Tommy were standing, Tommy's grip on your arms loosening as he slowly let go.

"Oh love, we've all been so worried about you, come here let me look at you" she said, her eyes widening as she pulled your hand from your swollen face." You fucking bastard!" Polly shouted, repeatedly hitting her nephew across his chest as Tommy tried to grab hold of her wrists.

" I fell Polly!...I fell" you said moving in between her and Tommy, shielding your husband from his Aunt's anger.

" That's what they all say" she replied, ready to lunge at him once again.

" It's true Polly, I swear it... I, I slipped running down the path" you said turning around to look at Tommy, his eyes bearing down at you whilst he placed his hand on your lower back, a shiver running through your body in response to his touch.

" Running? Running from him!" Polly said moving you out the way as she pointed at her nephew. "I know what you have been up to Thomas Michael Shelby. Your games end now. I will not let you torment this girl any longer. I warned you you'd push her away, and that's exactly what you did" Polly said as she grabbed your arm, walking you back up the hill with her.

" Polly stop, Its not like that, I love him" you said pulling away from her, your head turning around to see Tommy stood there staring at you, his hands in his pockets as a devilish look settled in his eyes. Your punishment would be far worse if you left your husband for a second time, even Polly wouldn't be a able to save you from that. You had to return to him. Turning around you began walking back down to your husband, placing your hands on his chest as you leaned in to press your lips to his in a show of loyalty, one you hoped Tommy would remember when he would unleash his retribution on you.

" Nice try darling, that was quite the show" he whispered to you as he placed his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you to his face as he crashed his lips back on to yours in an embrace fueled by anger and control.

" See Polly, everything is how it should be. Things just got a little overwhelming for you, didn't they sweetheart?" Tommy said letting go of you, a smirk forming on his lips as he took your hand into his, walking you back to the school playing the game you had now started.

" Y/N...Y/N!" Robert shouted as he ran over to you. "Get off her!" he yelled pushing Tommy away from you. A small laugh left your husbands lips in amusement at Roberts bold show of fearlessness or as Tommy thought, foolishness. Did he not know who he was? Lighting a cigarette Tommy watched as Robert's eyes darted between yours and your bruised cheek.

" Tell my Y/N, did he do that to you?" he said squinting his eyes as he looked at your battered face.

" Robert stop, you need to stop" you said in a hushed voice your eyes darting between him and Tommy whose stare was now narrowing in on you both, his body tensing up as he watched on.

" I'll call the Police, we can get you away from him. God, look at your face..." he replied as his hand reached up to cradle your cheek in his palm, concern filling his eyes. A caring gesture to anyone else, but not to your husband. To Tommy, he had had just done the unthinkable, he had just signed his own death warrant. With your eyes widening you pulled Roberts hand away from your face as your stare fixed on your husband throwing his cigarette on the ground, storming over to you both.

" Tommy no!" Polly shouted as she watched the scene play out, unable to hold her nephew back.

" Did you fuck my wife!? Did you?!" Tommy shouted as he punched Robert in the face, repeatedly kicking him in his ribs as he lay down on the graveled car park. Snapping his head around, Tommy's anger now turned to you. Grabbing you by your arms he walked you backwards until you hit the door of his car, his body pressed firmly against yours as he breathed into your ear.

"Got a taste of dick and now you want more, like a common whore" he seethed through gritted teeth, his hands digging into your skin as you shook your head, wincing at the pain.

" Tommy he's just a friend, nothing happened, please..."

" You don't have friends Y/N, you have me, you only need me" he said as he turned his head to watch Polly helping Robert up from the ground. Clenching his jaw Tommy looked over your face as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, forcing a smile through the anger that coursed through his veins.

"You think he can make you feel the way I do" he said as he pressed his cheek to yours, his arm hooking around your back, bringing you closer to him.

"Do you remember how good it felt, hmm?" He said as his hand traveled down your body grabbing the inside of your upper thigh, a groan leaving his mouth. "The way I made you moan, how you begged for it" he whispered quietly in your ear, his hand squeezing your delicate flesh as a smirk grew on his lips. Turning your head to your husband, you was met with a darkness overtaking his eyes, a darkness you knew was seconds from making it's presence known, it's chosen victim, Robert. Darting your eyes to your friend, you watched as he stared back at you, tears running down your face as you silently begged him to flee from his fate. "You're mine Y/N, you belong to me" Tommy seethed as he grabbed your chin to face him. "What I'm about to do is your fault sweetheart, you remember that"

Letting go Tommy walked backwards as Polly came rushing to your side, pleading with you to look away. With no show of apprehension Tommy pulled out his gun from its holster as he turned to face Robert. With a smirk on his face Tommy pulled the trigger killing Robert instantly, execution style, point blank in the head. Jolting at the sound of the gun you blinked as tears fell down your eyes, your ears ringing from the sound of the gunshot as Polly's shouts muffled in your ears. You felt numb, motionless, unable to move or speak as Tommy continued to stare you down, waiting for your reaction. But he didn't get one, instead you looked down at your arm, as you stared at the drops of blood covering your skin staining you forever with the death of your friend, a death that was your fault.

" Y/N we need to go!" Polly said pulling at your arm, pulling you from whatever other-wordly state you had entered. "Tommy!" She shouted trying to get her nephews attention as he lit a cigarette, placing it between his lips as he inhaled a large drag of the sweet tobacco.

" Nobody touches my wife" he said throwing the half smoked cigarette beside Roberts lifeless body as he casually walked away.

Sitting in the back of the car on your way to Arrow House, you looked out the window in a daze, dried tears pulling at your skin as you stayed silent. The distant sound of Polly's panicked voice trying to come up with a plan muted in your ears as the ringing from the gunshot still rattled your brain. You dared not look away from the window, the crushing feeling of Tommy's eyes glaring at you through the rear view mirror burned through your skin, tempting you with curiosity to look his way. What did you think would happen when Tommy found out? Had you gotten so caught up in your new life that you had let your guard down enough to forget your husband's brutality? Roberts death was the result of your actions, an innocent life taken away unjustly, viciously, all at the hands of your husband, hands that were now gripping hold of the steering wheel in front of him, a grip you knew you would soon feel on your own skin, for Tommy had only just gotten started.

Pulling into Arrow house your husband ordered Polly to call his men to dispose of Roberts body as he dragged you out the car walking you into the house you never thought you would step back in, his hold on your arm painfully tight.

Marching you up the stairs Tommy threw open your bedroom door, your eyes widening at the almost empty room, the only thing occupying it was the bed you had shared, your satin night gown neatly folded on top of it. Everything else had been removed, the curtains drawn, the bathroom closed off, it was a prison cell, a cell where Tommy intended to keep you. Pushing you in, he slammed the door behind him as he marched forward grabbing you by your waist as he ripped the bloodied clothes from your body with his other hand.

" Your perfume still lingers on it" he said sarcastically, shoving your night gown into your hands as he looked up and down your body, his tongue pressing on the roof of his mouth as he watched you get changed.

" Tommy I'm sorry" you sobbed, as you reached your hand out to touch his cheek in a desperate attempt to avoid the punishment you had coming your way.

" You won't fool me with that shit a second time" Tommy said as he grabbed you by your wrist stopping you from touching him.

" Is this your big plan, keep me prisoner in this room!" you shouted as Tommy turned away from you, heading for the door. " Polly knows Tommy, she knows what you have been doing to me. The great Thomas Shelby's mask has finally slipped! You can't get away with it this time, you shot a man, everyone can now see you for the monster you are" Marching back to you, Tommy grabbed you by your chin as you held onto his arm for balance.

" You think that bastard is the first man I've killed, hm?" This is what we do love this is who we are, Polly will do nothing. And you, you will stay here in this fucking room, until I say otherwise!" he said letting go of you as he stormed out the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him as the sound of a key turning on the opposite side secured his sadistic plan. You was at his mercy, your fate now shackled to the four walls around you.

Later that night as you lay in bed you heard the door to the bedroom open, your husbands heavy footsteps approaching you as the sound of each item of clothing hitting the floor echoed through the empty room.

" Sit up Y/N. I know you're awake" he said as you turned around to face him, your eyes darting to the gun still in its holster carelessly sitting on top of the bed.

" Don't get any ideas. Now give me your hand" he said as he watched your eyes move from the gun to him. Taking your wrist Tommy pulled it closer to him as your eyes widened at the sight of your wedding ring in his other hand. As Tommy slipped the ring securely onto your finger, panic quickly rose within you, how did he find it?

" Tommy how did you..." You said as he interrupted you.

" How did I find it?" he replied, a smirk on his lips as he sat down next to you. " We found your little hideaway Y/N. The lovely Mr and Mrs Riley and their sweet baby boy welcomed us in" he added as you brought your hand to your mouth, tears welling in your eyes. Had he killed them like he had killed Robert?

"What, you think I'd kill an innocent baby and his parents, I'm not a monster Y/N" he said, a chuckle leaving his mouth as he got under the sheets. But he was a monster, committing the most monstrous act only a few hours ago, how could he not see it, did he really believe Robert deserved to die?

" Lay down" he said as he reached his hand out for you.

" And my mother, where's my mother Tommy, is she dead?" You asked, your voice croaking from the countless tears you had spent crying for your friend.

"I said lay down"

" Tommy..."

" No, now do as I say" he answered as he sat back up, irritated by your relentless questions.

" I need to use the bathroom" you announced, throwing the bed sheets of you as you stood up.

" Then go, right there" Tommy said pointing to a small ceramic pot in the corner of the room.

" Tommy no, I won't. Let me use the bathroom, please"

" You don't have a choice sweetheart, you can't be trusted, can you?" he replied a chuckle leaving his lips as you continued to stand there defiantly. Quickly growing inpatient, Tommy got up storming over to you, grabbing you by the arm as he led you to the corner of the room.

" Go" he said as he pushed you closer to the wall.

" I won't with you here" you replied standing your ground. With a smirk playing on his lips Tommy reached under your night gown tearing your underwear from your bare skin as he pushed you down onto the chamber pot. Shame covered your face as tears started to fall down your cheeks, his cruelness only embarrassing you more when he sat at the end of the bed watching you.

"Now come to bed" he said as you got up, pulling your dress back down over your body as you sheepishly walked back over to him.

With Tommy now laying behind you, his arm securely wrapped around your stomach, you looked down at the gun in his hand as it rested on your body. You were inches from death. At any given moment Tommy could decide to end your life, all with the pull of a trigger.

" Now go to sleep or else you won't get the surprise I have planned for you tomorrow" he said as you felt his lips smile against the flesh of your neck, his arm tightening around your body. Closing your eyes you listened to the constant drumming of your beating heart in your ears as fear overtook every emotion you possessed. There was no way out of this, no way to escape it, you would have to face the punishment you was due.

The next morning your woke up to the feeling of Tommy kissing your neck, his fingers roaming over the curves of your body as he dipped his hand under your night dress, grabbing at your soft skin.

" I need the bathroom" you said urgently as you stood up not wanting to be held in his arms any longer. Running his hands through his hair Tommy clenched his jaw in frustration as he grabbed his clothes, storming out the room. His desire for you had not faded, if anything he had become more persistent with his attempts. Having already had a taste of what he constantly longed for, his greed for you was consuming him. He wanted more, and after two months away from you he was close to breaking point.

The hours passed by as you laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling as you counted the cracks in the painted plaster. Your thoughts were the only thing keeping you company, setting you on edge as you played through the previous day's events over and over again in your head, unable to escape them.

The sound of a door slamming suddenly caught your attention as you instantly sat up, your nerves so heightened that the noise of a pin drop would have you jolting up. Walking over to the window you wrapped one of the bed sheets around your body as you gave the handle a tug in hopes it would magically open. Looking down you quickly noticed Tommy standing by a horse trailer a cigarette in his mouth as he looked up at the window like he had been waiting for you to appear. Your eyes darted to the left as you watched your beautiful white mare unexpectedly appear. Taking the rope from the stable boy, Tommy patted the horse down as he lifted her leg, inspecting her hoof. With your hands pressed firmly against the window you watched as the scene played out in silence unable to hear what Tommy was saying to the stable boy. Giving the lead back, Tommy looked up at you as you watched your horse walk into the box, your eyes widening as he pulled out his gun from its holster, pointing it into trailer.

" Tommy no no NO!!" You shouted as you slammed your hands against the window tears cascading down your cheeks. Mere seconds later the sound of one single gun shot resonated through the estate as you grabbed hold of the windowsill, cries leaving your throat as you listened to your horse dying. He had killed her.

" You bastard!" You screamed pounding your hands on the glass as Tommy just stood there looking up at you unbothered by reaction as the sound of a car making its way down the drive gained his attention more than your cries. With your eyes streaming with tears, you watched the truck pulling the trailer drive off as the other car pulled in front of the house.

It was like a movie playing out before your eyes, one scene following the other, his onslaught of torment never ending, and you was the sole spectator, this wall all for you. As Tommy opened the passenger door you watched as an elderly woman with a cane stepped out. She looked thin, struggling to keep her balance as Tommy held her up, helping her out the car. With his arm around her back Tommy looked up at you as you furrowed your brow in confusion. And suddenly it hit you, the frail woman standing below you was your mother, or at least what was left her.

" Mother, mother!" You shouted as you walked along the window following them both as they made their way to the front door. The sound of you banging on the window quickly caught Tommy's attention as he looked up to see your frantic state as you desperately tried to get your mother to notice you. With a smile on his face Tommy pointed ahead of him as your mother nodded her head in response.

" No! no..." you cried with a trembling bottom lip whilst your eyes watched them walk out your view, your body surging with adrenaline at the thought of what Tommy might do. Pacing back and forth in your room, you bit down on your nails, down to the flesh as panic overtook your body when you suddenly heard the door to your bedroom open.

" You fucking bastard!" you said running over to Tommy as you started hitting him repeatedly across his chest with as much force as you could summon.

" Hey stop, fucking stop. If you calm down I'll..." he tried to say as he held you tightly in his arms restricting you from landing anymore blows to his body. But you had no intention of stopping, pushing him off you ran past him and out the bedroom door that he had precariously left open.

"Y/N!" Tommy shouted as you ran down the stairs to the living room where you saw your mother sitting in one of the arm chairs, a cup of tea in her hand as she talked with Frances.

" Mother" you wept as you ran over to her wrapping her in your arms as you knelt down beside her.

" Darling, be careful dear I have a hot cup of tea in my hands" she chuckled as Tommy ran into the room swallowing harshly as he tried to catch his breath.

" Frances out" Tommy said breathless as his eyes darted to where you was.

" Are you ok? Are you hurt? You look..."

" I'm fine dear, calm down. Your husband has been taking good care of me, I've got the best doctors in town, isn't that right Tommy?" She said as your turned around to look at your husband staring down at you, a glint of anger in his eyes as he nodded his head. " I'm more worried about you, look at you dear" Closing your dressing gown tighter around your body, you looked down at yourself, you looked terrible if not worse than her.

" I'm fine, I.. I"

" Maybe you should go back to bed Y/N? You can see your mother another day" Tommy said approaching you, his heavy hand gripping your shoulder as you looked back at your mother, tears welling in your eyes. Not wanted to worsen her frail state anymore you simply nodded as you leaned forward to kiss her cheek. Before you could stand up she placed her hand to your face as she looked in your eyes, a small flicker of concern building within her stare.

" Why are you crying darling?" She said as you wiped away your tears. "Is it because of your horse? She was lame dear, she was suffering" your mother said as she cradled your cheek.

" Lame..." You repeated as Tommy's gripped tightened on your shoulder. Had your mother not been told you had ran away? Something wasn't right, she wasn't acting herself.

" It was a mercy Y/N" Tommy said as he pulled you up, bringing you into his side.

" Get some rest dear, we will see eachother soon" your mother said as you nodded, holding back the tears stinging your eyes. Would you see her again, was this the last time, another mercy? You thought to yourself as Tommy led you out the room his hand firmly placed on the small of your back.

"Don't you ever fucking do that again" Tommy seethed in your ear slamming you against the wall the moment the door closed. "If you do, it will be the last time you ever see daylight, understood?"

" Yes.. Tommy" you nodded as he dragged you back up to the bedroom, back to your prison cell.

Looking out the window into the dark night sky you waited for the inevitable moment your husband would walk back through the bedroom door. Fear and anxiety were consuming you, the past twenty four hours had been the worst of your life. Tommy's relentless campaign of punishment had no signs of ending. He was adamant on making you pay for what you did. Turning around you slammed your hands onto the bed screaming into your pillow as a small release of tension left your body. Wiping the tears away, you stood up walking back over to the window as you looked at your reflection in the glass. Pushing your hair back, you brushed the final tears from your cheeks as you pulled your silk dressing gown back over your shoulder. You watched yourself as you traced your fingers over your collarbone, skimming them down your cleavage as a small smile formed on the corners of your mouth. You may not be able to stop Tommy's continuous torment, but you could get back at him in the only way you knew how, it was time for him to suffer.

An hour later the door to your bedroom opened as your husband walked in. Standing on the opposite side of the bed you slowly approached him as you reached your hands out, brushing them along his chest. Looking down at you Tommy scoffed in response as he pushed past you.

" You don't want me anymore Tommy?" You questioned, a small laugh leaving his lips in response as he shook his head, unwilling to play along.

" Do you remember how it felt?" You mocked, whilst you watched his hands rest on his hips as he turned to face you, his jaw clenching in annoyance . "Isn't this what you want?" you said as you undid the front of your night gown your naked body now on display. Looking over your body, Tommy's lips parted as he slowly drank you in. You was getting to him, it was already working. With a primal urge already building within him, he walked forward to you, trapping you between his body and the wall as his hands came to sit on your waist.

" You want me to fuck you?" He said as he pressed his body firmly against yours, his hand moving up your flesh as he cupped your breast. Pushing his hand away, Tommy grinned playfully in response as he moved his fingers back up your body.

" My way or nothing" you replied pushing him off you for a second time. Grinding his teeth Tommy's hand reluctantly fell to his side without saying another word.

"Is this what you want from me?" you repeated once more as you pulled his shirt out his suit trousers, undoing the button fastening them together. Sliding your hand into his briefs you began stroking him up and down, a moan leaving his lips as he stumbled forward.

" Fuck" he said in response as he licked his bottom lip, looking down at your hand wrapped around his hard length.

" I want to be in you" he moaned pathetically as he placed his hand on the wall behind you to steady himself. Shaking your head you continued to move your hand over his length as Tommy's lips found your neck, kissing up and down your soft flesh as he groaned into your skin. " Fuck, don't stop I'm already close..." he said between moans as you picked up the pace, the increased throbbing in your palm only confirming his imminent release. With his high quickly approaching, you pumped your hand up and down at a speed he could no longer handle, his eyes scrunching shut in response as a groan built in his throat.

"Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum..." As soon as the words left his mouth you removed your hand robbing him of his desperate release, robbing him of the satisfaction he thought he deserved. With a smirk on your face you pushed past him closing your dressing gown around your body, leaving him there as he breathed heavily through his teeth, his hand on the wall forming a fist as frustration boiled under his skin. You had belittled him like he had done with you, played with him like he had with you and you took pleasure in your torment of him like he had done countless times with you. Walking over to the bed you laid down pulling the covers over your body as Tommy slammed his fist into the wall, he's head turning to face you as he clenched his jaw in anger, you had toyed with him and he was furious. Marching towards you, Tommy ripped the covers from your body as he loomed over you, his knees either side of your legs as his hands pinned yours down.

" You're playing a dangerous game Y/N"

" A game you've been playing from day one Tommy" you seethed back, confidence growing in you but not enough to hold back the tears forming in your eyes.

" If you think you can do something like that and get away with it, you haven't been paying attention sweetheart"

" And you think you can do everything you've done to me in the past three months without me ever reacting to it. You're so weak Tommy, look at you, you're desperate for it"

" What? You think I won't take it. I'll take what I want when I want Y/N, you're my wife, it's your duty" he said as he reached his hand down in between your legs. "Are you wet?" He smirked, a laugh leaving his lips as he tried to humiliate you once again. Through gritted teeth you tried to push him off, your efforts futile as the weight of his body continued to hold you down.

" But you won't Tommy, I know you won't" you said as your head hit the pillow breathless, a scoff leaving Tommy's lips in response as his fingers dug further into your wrists.

" Oh yeh, and why's that darling?" He replied grinding his hips on top of your clothed body as he kissed along your jaw.

" Because the Tommy I fell in love with all those years ago is still in there, I know he is" you sobbed, turning your head to face him as you tried to find any humanity left in him. " Where's the sweet boy from Watery Lane Tommy? He would never do something like that"

" Dead" Tommy said, his movements suddenly coming to a stop as he let go of you whilst an unfamiliar look spread across his face. Climbing off the bed Tommy buttoned his trousers back up, tucking his shirt back into the waistband as he walked to the door.

" You will learn to love me again Y/N" he said taking one last look at you as he left the room, locking the door behind him.

Laying back you pulled the covers up to your chin as you turned to the side brushing the tears from your face. Tommy would never let you leave, you were chained to him indefinitely, his parting words only emphasizing his hold on you. If you wanted to survive you would have to do as he said, you would have to learn to love him again.

It was the middle of the night when you awoke to the sudden noise of someone banging on your bedroom door.

" Why is this fucking thing locked, open it!" you heard Johns voice say to whoever was stood next to him as the sound of a key turned on the opposite side of the door.

"Y/N.." he said as he ran to you, his eyes quickly darting around the almost empty room in confusion as he rushed to your side.

" John...what's going on?" You said as you sat up half asleep, your brow scrunched in confusion at John's sudden appearance.

"It's Tommy, he's been shot"

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