We walked to the park nearby. Enola was ranting about Sherlock non stop. She was really pissed off at him. My thoughts also included Sherlock but not in a bad way.. I just nodded and agreed while Enola continued ranting, not listening at all.
"How dare he?! How dare he lecture us when he can't even solve his own case!!" Enola ranted, mouth filled with cake.
"I can't make anything out of your talking! Please calm down", I chuckled.
"AND he said we were desperate!" Enola ended her rant. Well that was true and it did hurt a bit, it made me doubt myself. Are we desperate? No! What am I thinking.
"Enola?"
That pulled me out of my thoughts. Enola had gone quiet very quickly, so I lifted my head to see who it was. Well quess what.. It was Tewsk!
"It is you", Tewsk said to Enola some what surprised tone in hsi voice.
"..And it is you", Enola said and got up on the bench. She brushed some crumbs off her face. Silence fell over them. I watched amused how awkward they were.
"How are you? Are you well? You look..-" Tewkesbury tackled.
"I'm on a case, well we are. We're undercover... Forget that I told you that piece of information", Enola stammered. Oh how fucking awkward this was.
"It's the strangest think, I could swore that I have seen you here before", Tewks told Enola.
"Is that right?" Enola tilted her head in a questioning way.
"Well this is my.. my route to the Lords", he explained. Okay this was way too awkward for me to keep listening.
I looked around the park. It was really beautiful, people walked past us, talking everywhere. My mind was starting to slip to the territory that I didn't want to think right now. I have thought of him way too much. Sometimes I didn't even notice taht I was thinking about him. Fuck. No, no, no. I need to let go of his beautiful eyes and his hair... NO UGHH. I failed again. Sherlock really did something to me.
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A squeal and a hush following that pulled me quickly out of my thoughts.
"What happened?!" I looked around quickly, everything seemed normal except Enola was looking very exited.
"28 Bell place, Whitechapel!" Enola repeat herself. "This letter has an address, 28 Bell place, Whitechapel".
"Well what are we sitting here, come on!" I got up quickly my vision going black quickly but returning normal soon after. I took Enolas hand and started leading her out of the park.
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There was a little walk to 28 Bell place, Whitechapel but it didn't take long especially when I was leading Enola quickly through London. I was really exited about this. Finally a new lead!
Enola was rambling about how we will be famous after this case but quickly stopped when we arrived at 28 Bell place, Whitechapel.
The apartments door was open. Its paint had chipped in some places but it could be just wear over the years. We went in slowly, waiting that somebody will jump on us.
We went up the stairs and peaked into a room. It was empty but there was a big mess. We looked around the room.
"Here's a red strand of hair", I said and pulled the strand off the brush.
"Yeah and here's a jar filled with flies", Enola said across the room.
We continued onto the next room. This was more like a bedroom. There were papers all over the place. How could this place get like this?
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||Don't Be Ridiculous|| (H.C) Sherlock Holmes X FemYn
Hayran Kurgu!!REALLY FUCKING SLOW UPDATES!! Y/n Y/l/n is visiting her childhood friend Enola on her 16th birthday. But she didn't find her at her house and decides to go look for her with a little help from her brothers... Sherlock Holmes x Y/n Based on Enola h...
