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WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, BLOOD AND HEARTBREAK


1914


"HAVE you written in that diary of yours?" Enzo asked. 
Eden nodded, "'Course, can't go a day without it. Helps clear my mind." 
Looping arms with her, he teased, "Loverboy upsettin' you again? Feelings mutual, that puttana gets on my tits," he continued despite her strained expression, "You heard 'bout a robbery a couple of weeks ago near Digbeth, Stevie's market stall was trashed." 
"What?!" She turned to him in shock, stopping their movements m. 
Enzo sent her a wry look, "Edie I love you, but you knew 'bout did it didn't you?"
She continued to shake her head, "I didn't know what happened." 
Craning his neck to the side, Enzo took in her shocked expression and concluded that she was telling the truth. It wasn't like Eden would lie to him, he trusted her with his life, he really did, but he just didn't trust the company she kept and was very vocal about that. 
Returning from a poor man's peace, he tried to keep his opinions to himself...tried. They instead talked about the plot of land she and her family owned in Jamaica that her mother had only recently inherited after her father passed. Portmore, it was beautiful and Eden hoped to visit soon because England was far too dull for her. Enzo said the same about Italy and even believed his true calling was leaving with his oldest brother and joining the rest of the family in New York. 
Ah, their dreams kept them up at night. 
"Now you do," he murmured. 
"I'm sorry, is Stevie alright?" Eden felt extremely concerned about the man who always showed her kindness, even when it was least expected. 
He slowly nodded, "He's making do, only a matter of time before there's a retaliation." 
"Fuck," she breathed out, picturing the events that would play out if they didn't come to some sort of truce. 
She felt even worse knowing that Tommy started it all because he discovered that Luca injured her, unintentionally but what did that matter?
Enzo's lips twitched, "Alls fair in love and war." 
"Well, that's utter bullocks." 
"Tell that to your diary." 
"Fuck off," she playfully pinched him, just as he looped their arms again. 
"Let me walk you home, tell you 'bout why you might not want to come down to little Italy any time soon," he advised, cautious of her safety and how his older brother would react to it, he said the same to Dorris. 
"I'll come and visit you," she promised despite his precautions.
"Even bump into Mrs Granberry while you're at it." 
Feigning offence, she gasped, "Never wish that on me. Take it back." 
From the distance, an angry Tommy stumbled through the streets, after leaving the Garrison with many pints of beer and a few whiskeys in his system.
One week had passed since he'd seen or heard from Eden. Isaiah and Finn's birthdays came and went, and like twins, they shared the day. The junior bandits of the lane were six now and despite the celebration and the occasion Eden didn't speak to him. 
Seven days of radio silence from the woman that took over his mind and stole his heart. Get lost, and she did. He wanted to go to her house but didn't want to risk running into her parents. He wanted to visit her job but it was too soon to be near any sick people. He knew if he asked Dorris to help him, she would just tell him to fuck off and Enzo wasn't a fucking option.