First bullet - JOHN SHELBY X READER
this one it’s not about holiday at all, it’s something i wrote a long time ago, but i wanted to post something tonight and i hope you like it anyway
"May you Peaky Blinders rot in fuckin hell!"
You watch in pure terror as Linda point the gun to Arthur, tears all over her face. You start running with John and Tommy right behind you, but you are faster than they are.
"Arthur!" You all shout his name, but he don't move. He allowed her to shot him.
You don't think much about it when you reach them and you brutally pull Arthur beside, your body taking his place and the bullet meant for him. You didn't expect to Linda to really shot her husband, but you lying on the ground in pain it's the proof she is able to do that.
"[Y/N]!" You hear John screaming your name, but you can't answer. You can only growl in horrible pain; you've never been shot before, but you took the bullet for Arthur without thinking twice. And you would do it for any of them, especially for John, your best friend and the one that always protected you. You’re not as strong as they are, but you would protect any of them at any cost.
"Fuck you!" Polly screamed and pointed the gun to Linda's head, ready to shoot, but she is stopped by Tommy.
"Poll, stop. She's not dead. [Y/N] not dead."
"We have to fuckin save her."
John is right next to you and you hardly squeeze his hand, trying to do something to numb the pain in your shoulder.
"John..." You whisper his name, but he is too agitated and nervous to hear you.
He pick you up in his arms in bridal style and he is running back into Tommy's house, knowing this is gonna get worse soon. Everyone get out of their away as you let out a scream, your shoulder feeling like it was ripped off your body.
"You stupid whore! You should fuckin cut her right now" Polly spit at Linda who followed you inside.
"Foolish woman...Why did you that?" Arthur voice is soft and low, but you hear it anyway. He caresses your hair, not knowing what to do. Just looking at your full of blood dress makes him go mental, knowing it's his fault if something gonna happen to you.
"Cause we are family" you manage to smile a little.
"Ya stubborn ass it's gonna be the death of me." John mutter under his heavy breath and his eyes are not happy at all. He is terrified.
"Shut your mouth, John" You smile a little, but you immediately groan.
Tommy push off all the things that were on the table and John gently laid you on it. He ripped off your sleeve and you hear him cursing. You can't see the wound, but you can feel it and it hurts like hell.
"I can't do it, not to her." He said to Tommy, his voice full of concern and you know that he is tense.
"I will do it. Poll, you have to help me."
"I'm not feeling my arm...Why I'm not feeling my fuckin arm?"
You start to get panicked too and you move on the table, right before John and Arthur's hands keeping you still. John placed kisses all over your sweaty face and he let his forehead on yours, made you look right into his eyes.
"Don't you dare to fuckin leave us...Leave me. Don’t do that to me. You hear me?"
"I won't." You said and you sound so sure, but you weren't. What if you gonna lose your arm? What if you gonna die?
You don't have the time to prepare yourself. Tommy's fingers are right into the wound as he tries to get the bullet out of your body. You arch your back and you cry out in pain, screaming at the top of your lungs and making everyone shiver at the sound of it. John and Arthur have tears in their eyes; one feeling guilty, the other feeling physical pain of seeing you like this.
"Hold her!" Tommy shout as well now. John holds you arm still and he keep kissing your hair and forehead, but it didn't help too much now. Arthur holds your whole body, Polly joining them and holding your legs.
"I'm sorry [Y/N]...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." You heard Linda and you gave her a glare, wishing she was on your place right now. She was your friend a few months ago; you didn't know she was capable of such a thing.
"Go to fuckin hell Linda!" You scream and you want to arch your back again, but you are holding in your place so you just growl, seeing Tommy full of blood hand holding the bullet.
You take a sharp breath, but you knowing it wasn't the end. You were a nurse for John too many times and you know what's coming next.
"Bite this", Tommy hands John a towel and he stick it into your mouth. "It's gonna hurt [Y/N], but I have to be quick."
"We're here, doll." Arthur speaks and you could feel John's body tensing next to you.
Tommy raised his eyebrows at you, asking if you are ready and you slowly nod your head, trying to ignore how scared you really are. He pour the whiskey on your wound and biting on the towel became useless. You screamed your lungs out until the towel fell from your mouth and John can feel his heart ripped off his chest as you cried in pain, your face paler than ever before.
"Arthur, bring the opium. She needs it," Tommy demand but Polly stop Arthur as he hand Tommy hers.
"John..." You whisper, feeling dizzy and everyone it's looking at you now. He is rolling a bandage on your shoulder, but he quickly look right into your eyes.
"You did that for me so many times...Now it's my turn"
He smiles a little and only because he was glad that you were searching for him. Him, not Polly or any of his brothers. Only him. You manage to smile a little and Poll helps you rising your head so Tommy could made you drink the whisky combined with opium.
"You are wonderful love." Polly said and she kiss your forehead just like a mother would. Your eyes are almost closed already, but you can feel that John is still holding your hands while kissing your wrists.
"Thank ya [Y/N]..Don't leave on us, right. Don't leave Johnny boy, he woulda be a dead man walkin without you"
Your lips curve into a smile as you close your eyes, still hearing all of them, but not being able to react.
"Sleep. We will be here when you wake up." Tommy softly speaks and he probably shushed everyone cause the room became quiet.
You fell deep into the sleep when John took you to a room, gently place you on the bed as he just stand there watching over you. His brothers probably needs him outside, but he just can't leave your side. He eventually fall sleep right next to you.
When you wake up you are dizzy as if you were drunk out of your minds last night, but you know you weren't. You remember what happened and even if you didn't, the pain in your shoulder as you moved in the bed was still there so it's wasn't just a dream.
You look at your side and you see John, sleeping in a incommode position in his shirt, the rest of his clothes on the floor. You remember how scared he was, just like you are when he came to you injured so many times and you had to put him on his feet again. You smile as you lift your healthy hand into his hair, brushing it off his forehead. He is lightly snoring and you can't help but chuckle at how cute he is.
"I love you so much" You hear yourself whispering before you could think at what you are really saying.
John was always a light sleeper, even more after the war, so of course he heard you.
"Just as I love ya. You scared the shit outta me girl."
His beautiful grin was back on his face and you smile grew bigger as he softly kissed you after so many years of only dreaming about this.
