The Shadow (on hold)

Two Offers, One Choice

I lay on the sofa, eating popcorn with chocolate and crisp packets surrounding me. Cans of coke in a pile next to my open one. I'm wearing Sherlocks pjs.

Yep I went to him. I didn't know who else to go to and I know that John, Mrs Hudson, Mary and Molly can help me. They have so far by hiding any alcohol. Which I'm grateful for.

The door opens and Sherlock appears in the doorway. I never said anything when I came in a week ago until the next morning when I told them all what happened.

He sits on the sofa. "Amy. I'm...."

"I'm sorry." I say first. "I'm just confused all the time."
"Confused about what?" He asks curiously.
"Who I like? Who I love? Who loves me? What I'm meant to do now?" He wraps me in his arms and holds me tightly. We end up laying on the sofa, cuddled together.
"What did he do to you?"
"Broke me again."
"How?"
"I thought that because of all that's happened. He would be wanted more than just the relationship." He gives me a confused look. "Like marriage and a family."
"You want to get married and start a family." He looks at me like I've just told him I'm moving to Mars and becoming a nun. I stand up. "Why is this so difficult for everyone to understand?"
"It's just...."
"I keep telling you. I never chose this life. This life chose me. You don't think I would of preferred to be playing football with my dad and baking cakes with my mum over living underground and running a network to survive."
"I only meant...."
"I know what you meant but you and James have something in common now." I huff and turn away from him. I hear him rise and feel a pair of arms around my waist. "I just want to do something normal for once in my life. Is it too much to ask?"
He lays a kiss on my shoulder, "no. You deserve anything and everything you want."
I turn around, "be honest with me." He nods. "You know I love you and James but my heart can't decide." He huffs but nods. "Would you....erm....be able to make my dream come true?"
"Right now?" He looks a bit shocked.
"Not right now but I can't take this constant heart ache. I know I need to decide between you and James but I wont choose either of you if you don't want the same things." He goes to speak. "You need to think about it and I need to make my decision." I step towards the door.
"But if I say no, then you won't choose me." I turn back.
"I don't know what will happen. I don't know anything for sure but I want you to decide what you want as well. If this isn't what you want then you had to be honest with me. Promise me you will."
"I promise."
"Okay. I'm going to stay at Irene's until..."
"Your still wearing my..."
I cut him off, "can I keep them?" He nods. "See you soon Sherlock." He just looks after me as I head downstairs and out the door.
I get a cab to Irene's and she let's me in. "You have lots of explaining to do." I sigh and nod.
"Food first."
*
"So your going to make the choice."
"That's if I can. I love them both. Yes they have both hurt me but I care so much about both of them. They both have their flaws and parts of them that make me feel so special." She smirks. "I meant personality and that" she laughs.
"Sure you did."

I whack her arm, "I'm serious."

She sighs, "I know."

"Nothing in my life has ever been normal. I mean I was raised underground." She nods but let me continue. "I had to sit there and watch couples playing with their children, laughing and happy."

"You will get your happy ending."

"But I don't know who it will be with and if neither of them want it then..."

She sits back and takes a sip of her drink, "say neither of them do want what you want. What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. My life has been revolving around them for so long. I don't know what would happen." She nods slowly. "But I know one thing."

"And what's that?" She takes another sip of her drink.

"If the situation comes to it then I will leave."

"Go where? Do what?"

"I don't know where or doing what but I cant stay here with a broken heart." She sighs.

"You know I was in love once." She takes a sip of her drink as I stare at her in shock. "Don't look so shocked."

"I hope your going to explain that?"

She chuckles, "I was 15 and his name was Henry." I smile. "Boring name but he was one hell of boy. He had everything. Money, the body, the hair, the face. He was also one of the nicest guys you will ever meet."

"I assume there is a but here somewhere?"

She nods slowly, "we fell in love and one night he invited me to a party of his parents. I spent money I didn't have on make up, a dress and shoes. I made myself look grown up for him." She pauses.

"Cut the dramatics out. Get on with it."

She laughs, "we got to the party and he introduced me to his parents. They were both disgusted and decided to tell him that they had arranged for his marriage to one of his fathers higher up friends daughter. We was both angry about it." She sighs. "Then the girl came over and she was a model of a girl and everyone thought she was perfect."

She continues, "I looked at him and he was staring at her in awe. He walked towards her and kissed her hand whilst I stood there."

"What did you do?"

"I was a normal teenage girl so I cried and ran. He didn't chase me or even speak to me again." Then she smirks.

"I guess you got payback." She smirks even more.

"I found them when I was nineteen and had become a dominatrix. I had some boys go in and hold them hostage until I got there."

"Then what?" I'm so excited to find out what happens.

"Once I announced who I was. He looked at me shocked and so did she. His parents were there as well by luck. They were beaten up a little bit. So I took him into his bedroom and did what I do best. He begged me to forgive him so I brought in his bitch of a wife and tortured her."

"Didn't take you for violent person." She laughs.

"I didn't torture her in that way. I made her watch as I had my way with him, making him moan and groan more than she would ever be able to."

"Wow." She laughs. "Remind me never to piss you off."

She continues to laugh, "I would say the same to you. Were not that different."

"Suppose so."

"The only difference is that you have more of a heart than me. You may be a criminal but unlike most of us, your heart has the power to rule your head."

"Is that a good or bad thing?" She leans back.

"Only time can tell."

SOMETIME LATER

I stare at them in shock. "Amy, please say something?" Sherlock asks or pleas, giving a quick look at James before turning back to me.

I just continue to look at them.

"Amy." James starts. "Its time to choose?"

I look at them and my mouth open to say something but.....

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Hiya,

Sorry for not updating that much. I've just been working and got so many things going on but I will hope to update a bit more.

I know its a cliff hanger and I'm not really sorry, lol.

Who do you want her to be with? James Moriarty? Sherlock Holmes?

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Thank you

Amy xxxxx