Sherlock Holmes was a selfish bastard. A brave, arrogant, brilliant bastard. But, after all this, to me, to John. he was a great man. Maybe the greatest man, but he left me and I will never know for sure.
John and I always had to keep him organized, especially during his expirments, which I usually helped him with. He never was the type to stay long, but if you really knew him, as many didn't, you might know that he was caring, and somewhat sweet, depending on your definition of the word.
He showed me how to think, how to remember certain detail, and in return, I taught him how to feel. That was our fatal mistake.
I remember when I met him, on a day unlike this, dear reader. Not a cold, mournful age like this, but a day full of deductions, experiments, murders, and a young man named Sherlock Holmes, who may or may not captured my heart, and locked it away in his mind palace, safe from any harm that came to drown out my affections.
I also was reunited with my old 'friend' Jim Moriarty. We had history together, far more dark and cruel then I cared to write down. He wanted to destroy Sherlock Holmes, and I wanted to carry him, far away from any threats that presented themselves.
We were a chemical reaction, Jim and I, and I think that's why he wanted me. An impossible love, but deep down, I knew my heart belonged to Sherlock.
Actually, I take that back. Sherlock was not selfish, because if he was, why did he die for us? I had so many questions.
Why did I have to feel? Why did I let myself...? Never mind, that's another story to tell later. But if he loved me, why did he jump?
Why did he fall?
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Hello my fellow fangirls! I know that this is very short, but it was only a sort of prequel, a introduction, one might say. So, I have had a slight problem with one story plot (spoilers!) but I have an idea. An earth shattering idea. I would lIke to dedicate this to @KThierry, who inspired this story. I wouldn't be hear without you! Please keep reading, I know all Sherlock fans will enjoy it!
- Elise
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