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justrainandcoffee · 8 months ago

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That stormy day (Alfie Solomons x fem!oc) + (Alfie Solomons & friend!oc)

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Summary: Lucy Winters slammed the door and left her house. Her damn father. She cared little and nothing about the storm that is hitting London that afternoon. She's furious. Walking to her friend's house, she saw a man attacking a girl. She didn't know her but she's ready to defend her. It happened that maybe she already knew her, at least her name.

Warnings: Some mentions of physical injuries and blood.

Words: 2k.

This fic was born reading Laur' fic, @emotionalcadaver where I learned that her beautiful oc, Lucy Winters, knows Alfie since they were teens. As you imagined, I screamed 🤭. I had to drag her temporarily to Alfie and Rose universe (or send them to hers...or Both things) so they could share at least one day together as nothing but young people.

It wasn't long ago that she and her family had moved from Yorkshire to London. Her three siblings, plus her parents were now living in the capital of England. Quite a change considering the quiet Yorkshire they had left behind.

What had not changed was the tension within the Winters family, ruled by a strict and closed-minded father who put his religious beliefs, often blinded by the Bible, and his own interests before those of his family. A mother completely submissive to her husband and children who were divided between venerating Mr. Winters or wanting to throw him to the lions. The firstborn, Lucy, believed that the lions were the better alternative.

It was raining like hell when she left the house slamming the door.

She had to get out of there or she was going to kill more than one in the family starting with her father and one of her brothers.

She could hear her brother Teddy calling out to her as she ran, but this time she ignored him. Not now. She needed to be alone.

A clap of thunder echoed in the sky. Lucy had gone out without any coat and now she was paying the consequences of it.

There was a house she knew, a boy, a friend. And there she was going.

Rose had taken her youngest brother to her grandmother's house. The middle one was with a friend and her mother was at work. Now she was coming home carrying a basket of eggs, vegetables and cheese. Some of it was legitimately purchased. Some of it was not. Not for the first time she had stolen food and would do it again even if her mother disapproved. In the girl's eyes, it was unfair that some had too much and some had none. It was the lack of balance in society that had driven her, again, to steal cheese from the Sabinis.

At least when Alfie came home from work she could share it with him. Sometimes she wondered if the feeling of butterflies in her stomach every time she thought of him would pass. She had been with him for three years, and at the moment that hadn't changed.

The rain was now falling torrentially all over London. Her brown hair was plastered to her face and the drops made it impossible to see properly. If she didn't get there soon she was going to catch a cold.

Rose picked up her pace. A couple more blocks and she would get there.

That was until she felt someone grab her arm and pull her back. A young man was pushing her against a wall, while holding her tightly.

It was Gianni Sabini, a cousin of Darby's, older than her. Rose tried to break free but couldn't.

"Rat! Stop stealing from my uncle, you Jewish whore!"

"Let me go!"

"I'd have to cut off your hand, they do that to thieves in other countries! We're too nice here!"

A clap of thunder sounded over their heads.

"Let me go, you son of a bitch!"

Gianni Sabini had a penknife in his hand. "I may not be able to cut your hand with this but I can teach you to think twice before you do it."

The cut on her hand caused the basket that, unbelievably, she was still holding to fall to the floor. But at the same time, something red crossed in front of her eyes and it wasn't her blood.

Rose didn't know where she had come from but a red haired girl, not only had she pulled Gianni out from in front of her, she was on top of the man threatening him with her own penknife.

"Don't touch women! Fucking piece of shit!"

Rose let out a gasp when she saw the girl smacked his head against the pavement. It suprised her, not the violence, but the strength of the girl considering she was probably the same height as she was.

Gianni wasn't dead, but he was clearly unconscious with the rain falling over him.

Used to the violence on the streets in that part of London, the few people walking there barely paid attention to him. Nor to the two girls.

"Are you okay? You're bleeding" the redhead girl, asked.

"Yes. And it hurts, but I don't think it's deep… uhm, thank you."

"No worries. I'm Lucy. Let me help you. Do you live nearby?"

"Almost two blocks, yeah… Thanks Lucy. I'm Rose."

While Lucy picked up the basket, Rose used her chal to bandage her hand. At least until she could use a proper bandage that her mother had in the house.

"Sorry about that," Lucy said. "The bastard was lucky that I didn't shot him. Do you know him?"

"Barely. I know his cousin, we used to go to school together. The Sabinis aren't very kind with anyone. Especially Jewish people. My boyfriend and him, fought more than once. This bastard is angry because I stole some cheese from the shop that his family has…" Rose looked briefly at the girl next to her and she felt a bit embarrassed by her actions. "…hard times," she said.

"Well, Rose, don't worry about it I stole his penknife," Lucy showed her the hand where she was holding the weapon.

Despite that her hand was still bleeding and the storm, Rose laughed.

The familiar streets of her house brought her peace. The key was in her pocket.

"Would you like to get in? At least you can get warm and I can prepare some tea, before you continue your way," Rose said. "My mom is working and my brothers aren't here, my boyfriend probably is about to come but he's friendly… well, sometimes. He lives next door."

Still in the rain, Lucy looked at her and then to the next door. "You're not Rose," she said "you're Rosie! You're Alfie's Rosie!"

"You know Alfie?"

Lucy chuckled "of course I know Alfie! And considering the times he talked about you, I already know you… my Rosie," she imitated him, finally accepting her invitation to get in the house.

Lucy helped her to bandaging her hand. The wound wasn't bleeding anymore, but still hurt. She also insisted on preparing some tea. And Rose couldn't stop her.

Rose only stood up when she heard knockings on the door. As she imagined, it was Alfie.

The boy entered the house before she could say 'hi' and greeted her with a kiss, pushing her against the wall. He never noticed the other girl grinning, while she was pouring tea in the teacups.

"I fuckin' missed you, luv. We're alone! Can we…? ya know… My day was fuckin' awful. We can cuddle afterwards. It's raining and…"

"We can't, Al. We're not alone," she replied, looking to where Lucy was. Alfie finally paid attention at the house.

"Hullo, Alfie."

"What?" The boy look at her like it was the first time seeing her "what the hell are you doin' 'ere?"

"I am planning how to steal your girlfriend."

Rose let out a chuckle before returning to her chair and the boy rolled his eyes. Alfie sat next to her and Lucy in front of them, "she saved me," Rose explained. "I was coming here when Gianni Sabini attacked me."

"Gianni Sabini, what?!?"

"It's nothing. I'm fine," she showed him her hurt hand. "I may or may not, stole from them again."

"I don't fuckin' care! I'm goin'to kill him! Fuck him! I'm going to kill Darby too, fuckers!! Rosie, I'm sorry, pet" Alfie kissed her hand. Then, he asked Lucy "do ya kill him?"

"Nah. But I almost broke his skull against the pavement."

"Fuck, Luces! You're a little demon aren't, ya? well, it's just a wop."

"Alfie…" this time it was Rose who interrupted. She didn't like when he talked like that about the Italians even if they're were famous for their expression against the jews. Alfie just ignored it, in his mind planning a revenge against the Sabinis. No one touched his girl.

"So, Luces, what're ya doing here?"

Lucy looked at her teacup before answering. On the table the strawberry pie that Alfie had baked the day before was waiting to be eaten.

"My fucking father, of course…"

Neither of the three teens at table could say that their fathers were extraordinary. Quite the contrary.

For Alfie that wasn't new. For the very first moment he had learnt that Mr. Winters was nothing but a piece of shit. Alfie saw her friend stirring the cup.

"…same old story. He thinks he's the only one who's right. We're nothing but a waste of time and money. My mother says nothing. She's not bad person… but she's so afraid of him. At least for a couple of hours I had to ran away. This Sabini just crossed my way at the perfect time because it helped me to channeling my frustrations."

"Good. At least a Sabini was useful for once…" Alfie cut a piece of pie and served it to Lucy "told ya, as soon as you can run away from there because things with people like him never ends well."

"Easier to say than do," she ate a bit of the pie and smiled. Sugar always helped with people's mood. "He remembered me that I'm going to marry only the man he chooses for me. And I know the kind of man that's awaiting for me. A piece of shit like him. Excusing his actions behind the lord's words. Fucking hypocrite."

The young couple said nothing, they just let the other girl talk "…probably I'm going to ran away, yes. Bristol, Liverpool, Birmingham… I don't care."

A new thunder.

"Seems I need to go. Or the night is going to caught me here. But I don't want to."

"If this won't cause any trouble you can stay here for the night," Rose said "My brothers' beds are free tonight. And my mom doesn't care if a friend is here. Better here than the streets. Alfie can sleep in his own bed…"

"No, I can't. I need cuddles," the boy kissed her cheek.

"Al…"

"I'll behave. I promise, we have guests. And how old is she, by the way? Nine? Ten?"

"Fuck you, Alfie Solomons!" Lucy pointed at him with the teaspoon. "You're lucky your girlfriend is here."

Mrs. Coldwell greeted the new girl with kindness when she arrived from work and later that night the four of them were eating a dinner prepared by her. They laughed at old anecdotes that Lucy had from Yorkshire. Outside was still raining, but there no one noticed that.

At bedtime, Rose gave Lucy one of her nightgowns. In the morning, Lucy had to return to her house, whether she liked or not and Rose had to go to the infamous Evert's house. But for now, both of them were gossiping at the light of the candles. Giggling like the teens they still were. Alfie supposedly was sleeping in the couch but as soon as Mrs. Coldwell went to sleep, he went to where he really wanted to be: his girlfriend's bed.

At sunrise, when she woke up, Lucy saw them sleeping together and smiled. They were cute. Alfie was still with his clothes on, meaning that they did nothing but sleep all night. But he was holding her tightly against him.

Lucy ask herself if one day she too, will be capable of experiencing that kind of love.

Probably. Life couldn't be just bad things right?

She could see the first rays of sunshine. No more rain. The thought of her father made her angry again but she decided not to think about him for now. She heard sounds in the kitchen, probably Mrs. Coldwell. Lucy put her clothes on again, left the nightgown on the bed and left the couple alone.

Lucy left the house before they had wake up. Watching the people around them and thinking about nothing in particular she barely noticed when she left the old Camden Town behind her. She put her hands in her pockets and smiled when she felt the penknife.

If his father in the future keep being an asshole, then she'd kill him. In her mind, the idea wasn't that crazy. She knew he deserved it. '"And run away"…Alfie was right, she needed to ran away. And for some reason, Birmingham sounded like a good place to start again.

Not now, but one day.

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