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

14. Playing The Game

He climbed onto the table and positioned himself so he hovered over me. His face was right above mine. He smirked and I only frowned. "What the hell are you doing. You're crazy." I said as I felt myself shaking.

"Hush." He said leaning closer to me. "Don't make a sound." He whispered just before placing his lips on mine harshly. Fuck. I shook my head and shook him away but he only grabbed my chin and held me still. "Do I need to keep you on a lead or are you going to stop being a little bitch."
My eyes grew wide and I only nodded. "Hmm?" He said.
"Yes." I answered.
"Yes what?" He said.
"Yes I'll do what I'm told and I'll stop doing whatever I'm doing." I said.
"Good girl honey." He said before kissing my jaw. I shut my eyes and wished it to be over. I wanted James but he couldn't come or he'd get hurt.

James please just send someone.

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James' POV

Sebastian arrived and I opened the door. He walked in and I said, "We have a problem I need your help. Charlotte, she's missing she called me and then the call was cut off and she's in trouble. I need you to come with me to get her." I explained. Sebastian nodded and said, "Of course. We must find her."

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Charlotte's POV

Zachary stared into my eyes for a second and I tried to get my hands out. Luckily one strap on my wrist was more loose than the other and I tried pulling my hand through. It was tight but I pulled hard and slowly. Zachary didn't notice and I finally got my hand out.

I needed to get out.

Zachary kissed me again but this time I kissed back and regretted it but I had to. It was the only way out.

He thought this was a game but it was my way of escaping. I moved my hand to his chest and he stopped. "What how did you-"
"Shh." I said. I unbuttoned a few of his buttons and brought his head closer to mine. "Stop worrying about me." I whispered before kissing him again. I then pushed him back and he smirked. "You've suddenly changed your-" he couldn't finish before I punched him in the face. He sat backwards holding his face.

"Agh, you little- fuck." His nose was bleeding and I quickly tried to unbuckle my other arm. I made the buckle loose but he grabbed my arm before I could finish. I tried writhing my hand through the buckle and once I did I grabbed him and shoved him backwards. I pushed him off of me and onto the floor and he said, "You're not getting away."

I unbuckled one of my legs and he came towards me I kicked his chest and he stepped backwards. He ran to the counter and grabbed something from the drawer. In that moment I had unbuckled myself fully from the table and I got off and ran up the stairs. I tried to door but obviously it was locked. I ran back down the stairs and he stood there just a few feet away from me grinning.

"You can't get out. Not without the key." He said.
"So give it." I said.
"Haha, you're deluded. I will never give you the key. And you will never leave."

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James' POV

"Sir, I'll go to town and see if she's there." Sebastian said. "Okay, I'll call Mycroft and see if he can find her now." I said picking up my phone.

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Charlotte's POV

Zachary pulled a knife out of his pocket and ran towards me. I dodged him but he grabbed the back of my shirt and pushed me down onto the floor. He straddled me and looked down at me. "I guess we. Have to operate now." He chuckled and I struggled under him but he didn't budge. "Let me go. Please!" I begged pushing him.

"No. Begging won't help." He said. He took the knife and pressed it against my neck. My heartbeat sped up and I started to shake. I tried pushing his hands away but he only pressed harder. I stopped moving and shut my eyes. "You c-can't kill me." I said quietly.

"Oh really. I can do what I want to honey." He said darkly. "No you can't." I said.
"How come?" He asked.
"I'm pregnant. If you kill me. You kill an innocent child." I said.
His face dropped and he said, "Liar."
"No. I'm telling the truth. Give me a test I'll prove it. Kill me and you kill an innocent child who hasn't even had the chance to live." I said feeling breathless.
He didn't say anything. He lifted my shirt up revealing my stomach and I felt him trace the line of my scar. "Oh." He said. "Ohhh." He said again with a smirk slowly appearing in his face.
"It seems like someone has had a little accident. Did you already lose a child?" He asked.
"Yes. And I don't intend to lose this one either." I said.
"Really?" He smiled. He placed the knife across my scar and pressed hard. "I think it's time to relive the past, don't you?" He asked.
"What? No. Stop." I said.
"Stop what?" He asked and he slashed the knife across my scar opening it up again.

I gasped. The pain shot through me and my hands immediately held my stomach. "Shit." I said. Zachary smirked. "Its not that deep. Yet.." He said.
"You're such a freak." I groaned and I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down then pushed him off me. I scrambled up and reached in his pocket. He pushed me but I grabbed the key quick enough. I ran up the stairs and unlocked the door. He was hot on my tail.

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Sebastian's POV

I needed to find her but I searched everywhere in the town to find her. I walked down a street after the town and I stopped when I found what must be an old I'd card in front of an apartment.

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Charlotte's POV

I ran out into the kitchen and pickrd up a frying pan from the side and hid at thee side of the basement door. He ran out and o smashed him on the head with the pan and droppes it and ran to the front door. I opened it and ran out bumping into someone. I looked up to see Sebastian. "Oh my god. Sebastian." I said holding him tightly. Zachary hadn't come out. He was knocked out.

"Sebastian please take me home." I said. "Who is in there?" He asked. "A psycho when I'm in the car I'll call the police for them to go and get him." I said. Sebastian nodded and held my hand as he led me to his car.

"Hello. Can I have the police please." I said as I clipped my seatbelt on. Sebastian drove off and we headed home.
"Yes. Well I believe I have been attacked and I defended myself and hit him. He's knocked out in his kitchen." I explained everything and gave the address and they said they were on their way.
"Ahh. Shit." I said as I held my stomach still from the cut. It wasn't too deep but deep enough to not want to stop bleeding. I held it tightly and pressed my hand against it.
"What is it?" Sebastian asked.
"It's nothing. I'll sort it when I get home." I said.