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If Thomas Shelby could describe the Duras girl, he'd say she was the forbidden fruit of his life. Those sickly sweet smiles, her cyan colored eyes and the dark brown hair in two messy pig-tails would be the first words to come out of his mouth. But he'd never admit that he loved the girl, no matter how much time they spent together be it as friends or as something more. He knew it was wrong but he had already had hurt the girl far too much to reverse the damage he had inflicted on the then sixteen year old Margot Duras.
She was his, his Margot, his Maggie. She was Maggie to his brothers but doll just to him. He didn't love her, how could he? She was just a child nothing more. It was forbidden, it was wrong.
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It was the summer of 1926, mid July and the Duras family had just moved in next door a few years back. A French man under the name Jean Pierre Duras had bought the estate next door and ever since had lived near the Shelby's. But it wasn't Jean that caught the english's man's eye, or the little boy that they had so he could play with his younger brother Finn, but it was his sixteen year old daughter named Margot, there was something about the girl that caught his attention yet he couldn't understand what. She looked nothing like his late wife or his current lover. Her body was always drenched in water from the sprinklers and fragments of grass coated her pale legs. She was messy or at least that's what he thought, her braids always in knots, red lipstick smudged and thousands of sun marks adorning her baby doll like face from playing outside with her brother in the sun for far too long.
She always gave him crooked smiles and far too loud giggles when he'd make a joke. His brothers constantly nagged him about the girl, his conclusion came down that all she had was a silly school girl crush and she'd get over it when she'd meet a boy her age, but that never happened no matter how hard he tried to shake her off.
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Present Day
It was quiet, too quiet Thomas thought. Usually he'd hear the squeaks made by maids cleaning down some fine china Grace had bought in London before her death or the slamming of doors produced from his brothers or even the giggles of his son.
But no, it was quiet today, just the way he liked it. A small chuckle came from his chest and before he could muster up a smile a knock from his door could be heard.
"Come in" He said with a groan
Elizabeth came in, hands on her hips and a stern look crossed her face " How many times have I told you Thomas?" She asked.
"Told me what" He said with a puff of his cigarette, shoulders tense and eyebrows furrowed.
"That stupid girl! All she does is come here and I've told her various times that Finn isn't here to "play" and she keeps on coming back!"
A chuckle came from Thomas "Maybe the girl has a crush on my little brother" He said with a grin.
"I'm sure she has a crush on someone else Thomas, and it's definitely not your brother" The slam of the door quickly followed and the Shelby took a deep breath before walking over to his window, the girl could be seen petting his dog Cyril. He took long strides to reach the front door to see the girl. Her hair in her regular braids and dressed in a plain pearl colored dress, black heels with small flakes of sequins far to big for her feet.
"Are they yours?" He asked the girl
"Why wouldn't they be? I like to buy my shoes big, gives me time to grow" She said while clacking the heels of her shoes together.
"What are you doing then, Finn isn't home"
"What makes you think I came for Finn Mister Shelby?" She said with blazed look.
That was Margot, the annoying little pest that always came back, but Thomas enjoyed every minute of it.
"I was wondering, when are you taking me to the races?" Lips pouting with an emerging smile.
"Maybe soon doll" A puff of his cigarette made the girl scrunch her face before saying her goodbyes, just a kiss on the cheek.
Before Thomas could even turn around the voice of his lover pulled him out of his trance.
"That girl is absolutely insane, and your feeding her insanity Thomas, stop this now before it gets to far"
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