COME.AND.PLAY - The Final Blow *Finale* *JAMES MORIARTY FANFICTION*

1. - Everything was supposed to be better...

Nothing lasts forever and nothing stays the same.

I learnt it the hard way.

James and I had been through so much but now everything is starting to crumble. Everything.

The work, our jobs, our relationship, everything.

Crumbling into tiny fragments of dust which is disappearing day by day. The slow, painful ache of life is coming to be meaningless for me. I have no one. Except for Sherlock and John, who I rarely see, and James, who is distant as ever.

The only person who really seems to care is Sebastian. And he only comes over at the weekends.

Sometimes I think I should leave. But what do I do?

The heights of my life have been all because of James. And now, I have no where to go. Nowhere I could possibly want to be.

I'm not even sure if I can say that I love him anymore. It's that bad.

Its killing me inside. Everything. Something is eating away at James. He won't tell me, but he's never smiled in 4 months.

Okay, there was an occasional smile but it was either fake or quickly replaced by a frown causes by a horrible thought.

My life is rapidly flowing down the stream to hell and I don't know if I can stop it...

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"James. Please talk to me." I said sitting on the sofa next to him. "What do you mean?" he asked not looking at me. "I mean tell me why you are so vacant, so distant lately." I sighed. He just shrugged and stared at the floor. "James, I'm trying to help you." I said annoyed. "I don't need your help." He spat getting up and walking towards the kitchen.

This happened every time. He always pushed me away.

"James. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I said angrily standing up and walking towards him. "None of your business. I'm fine. Leave me alone." He said. "Listen, you've been like this for at least 4 months now. This is not normal. Tell me what the fuck is the matter. I'm only trying to help. You've hardly touched me lately, or told me you love me. You haven't even said goodnight, or given me a goodnight kiss and its breaking my heart. Have I done something wrong?" I asked. "Fuck off Charlotte." He said getting a glass out and filling it up with water. "No. Fuck you. I'm trying to help. Why can't you see that?" I asked. He began to drink the water. "I care about you I just want to help you. Please James." I begged. James span round slamming the glass onto the table, causing it to break. "Fuck Charlotte. Just give me some space." He said angrily, storming off upstairs.

I stood and stared at the broken glass. I cleared it up and decided to have a shower.

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I stood in the shower letting the warm water cleanse me. At least... it tried to.

I thought about everything and everything came back to me as a stab in the heart, a sudden rush of emotions I had no control over and I began to cry. I held my emotions in but today I broke. I snapped.

Its lost for us. We've lost it all.

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YES IVE DECIDED TO WRITE A FINALE FOR COME.AND.PLAY. :) IDK, SPUR OF THE MOMENT THING I GUESS?

ANYWAYSS GOOD SO FAR?