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

2. Ripped at the seams

"Charlotte?"

James began to knock on the bathroom door. I wiped my eyes and wrapped the towel around me. "Just a second!" I called. I looked in the mirror and made sure I didn't look like I had been crying. But James can always see through it. He's a genius for crying out loud.

I opened the door and quickly walked to the bedroom. "You know what Charlotte?" He said walking behind me. "I think there's something wrong with you." He said.

"What the hell James?" I said turning to him. "I heard you crying, I can see you've been crying. You do this every other day and when you don't you're pissed off." He said annoyed.

"Maybe its you. Didn't you ever think about that?" I said angrily. "Are you depressed? Because if you are then I think we need to take you to the doctor." He said. "What the actual fuck. You're an idiot! How can you say that. I'm just upset about it, about you! Its like we are not even married anymore you idiot!" I said. James suddenly frowned and said "You know what I'll be downstairs." He said.

He always avoided me asking him about how he felt. Always.

Later that day I sat with James as we watched the TV. He was staring at the screen and I decided to try something I hasn't tried before.

I scooted closer to James and put my head on his shoulder. I lifted my head up and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry James." I sighed. "Okay." He whispered concentrating on the film. I huffed and sat up. He wasn't cooperating.

I kissed his cheek again then went for his neck kissing him softly. He didn't move at all. I moved my hands down his torso and fiddled with his belt. He moved slightly and let out unsteady breath. Bingo. I thought.

"Charlotte stop it." He said pushing me away. Not bingo after all then. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I said folding my arms. "Why the hell are you doing that to me." James said angrily. "I was only trying to lighten the mood. It's been ages." I sighed. James watched me slightly and I raised an eyebrow. "What?" I said. "Its not worth it Charlotte." He said. "Yes it is, before you would never turn down a moment like this." I said. "Well I just did. Sex request denied." He said walking away and out the front door.

"Fucking hell!" I said loudly turning the TV off. Everything I try to do doesn't get enough to him. What the fuck am I supposed to do?!

About 20 minutes after James left Sebastian walked in the door. He had his own key and could be trusted anyway.

"Hey Charlotte. How are you?" He called. I didn't answer him. He walked into the room and I was ing on the sofa staring at the ceiling. "He's still acting like that isn't here." Sebastian said, moving my head and sitting down then putting my head on his lap. "Of course. What's new." I sighed.

"We should get him a psychiatrist." Sebastian suggested. "Yeah, and he'd tell the psychiatrist to either fuck off or he'd tell the psychiatrist I'm the one who needs checking out." I explained turning on my side to face his torso. I shut my eyes and sighed. "He think I'm depressed. Like, hello? Have you looked in the mirror altely? Because I think you're the one who's fucking depressed." I said loudly rolling back onto my back.

Sebastian laughed. "This isn't fucking funny." I said. "No, it sthe way you're so angry. Its great." He said patting my head.

"What do I do?" I asked looking up at him. "I have an idea." He said. "Go on." I replied. "The way he's acting towards you, act that way back. Then see what happens." He said. "Good idea. You know, that's great." I said. He smirked and patted my head again. "Then he will see how you felt." He said. "Okay." I said. "I just don't know what to feel anymore. I feel like I am worthless to him. He doesn't show me any love. Today I missed him and told him I loved him and he just said, 'okay'. What is that?" I sighed. "He's having a hard time I guess." Sebastian sighed. "But why?" I asked. "I think of that question all the time." He sighed.

I smiled a little and sighed again. "Am I really that bad of a wife to him?" Sebastian's looked at me for a second then said, "Of course not. You are an amazing wife. You're funny, beautiful, smart and great. If he can't see that now then he's an idiot." Sebastian said stroking my hair. "Thanks Seb." I said smiling. He bit his lip and smiled making me laugh. I sat up and said, "Well, do you want a drink or anything?" I asked. "Sure, water please." He said.

Later that evening I woke up on the sofa. I found a blanket around me. Sebastian must have put it there. He had obviously left when I went to sleep. I got up and heard James upstairs on the phone. I walked upstairs, shut the bedroom door and sat on the bed watching him pace the room. "Listen, I'm having a break. You do it yourself, I'm not doing any work for anyone right now. Sorry." He said hanging up the phone. "Who was that?" I asked. "Sherlock wants me to help but I'm taking a break from this job." He sighed. I nodded and looked at the floor. I stood up and turned to go towards the en-suite bathroom. "Charlotte." I stopped and turned towards him, still staring at the floor.

He lifted my chin up to face him and he suddenly kissed me. I didn't know what to do. He hasn't kisses me in what seemed like a lifetime so I kissed back. I needed him. He was my life without him I'm nothing. He wrapped his arms around me waist and repeatedly said he was sorry. I shut him up by kissing him again and he sat down on the bed pulling me on to his lap. My hands gripped his hair and he began to trail his hands underneath my shirt. I felt his hard member beneath me and I pushed his hands away and pulled away from him.

"James stop." I said getting off him. "What?" He said in that same annoyed tone. "I don't want to. If it wasn't good enough for you before than you don't have to now." I said walking towards the door.
He quickly grabbed my arms and span me round, holding me close. "What do you mean. I'm fine now look at me." He said faking a smile. "No you're not." I said shoving him away. "I was just annoyed, I'm sorry. I'm okay now." He said, trying to reassure me. I shook my head. "No James."

"Kitten please." he whispered. I looked at him, swallowing the yesses I wanted to say. "No." I said one final time. James bit his lip and looked to the floor. "Please." He said. "No James. I'm depressed remember? Its not right to do this it won't solve my problems at all." I said walking out the room.

I couldn't believe him.