Little Holmes

Chapter Six

JIMS POV:

How! Why! Yes... Why? Why did I do that? I haven't even kissed a girl since high school and I just throw myself at her? What's wrong with me?
He walked into his office ignoring Sebastian on the way passed and slammed his door shut. Oh my god.... I can't get her out of my head. That crazy bitch..... With.. Her eyes and ... And her everything! He groaned and held his head in his hands. He had to do something about this, he couldn't let her get to him. No one ever gets to him. Jim just decided to call it quits for the night and went to bed without a word to anyone.

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FLASHBACK:
James Daniel Moriarty! Here right now. Jims mother shouted from the kitchen standing with her hands on her hips. Alice Moriarty was stunning, she had bright blonde hair, blue eyes and the heart of gold very opposite to his masculine tall dark haired father who was your typical 'man of the house'. Jim pretty much got away with everything since his father was hardly ever around and his mother couldn't stay mad at him for long but this time was a bit different. James! She snapped again when he didn't come instantly. "Yes.... Mother.... " He said as he came into the kitchen acting like he hadn't done anything wrong. She stood looking at him with her hands on her hips. "You know exactly why I called you down here! Do you think I'm stupid? In fact don't answer that." Although Jim was only ten he did not have the mind of a ten year old. No he was much older in his head. "You can't keep threatening mister Edwards.... He's a thirty year old man..... Who seems terrified of you." She said looking at him a bit worried. He huffed and rolled his eyes. "Fine... I'll stop... " He mumbled and walked away dragging himself back up to his room which was filled with maps, notes and scrunched up pieces of paper like he was working on something. He slumped himself down on the bed just as his fathers car pulled up outside. "Great ..... You're home." He mumbled and turned over in bed putting his headphones in to listen to music.

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No. No I'm not doing this again. He thought to himself. He had to distract himself. So he wasn't thinking about Ella so he wasn't thinking about his childhood and he could just sleep. He got up grabbing a bottle of scotch and bringing it back to bed with him and downing a few glasses one after another. I let myself feel.... For a few minutes I thought I might like her. No, I hate her she slapped me..... Bitch... With attitude .... I like it. NO! No I don't ... Fuck. He couldn't stop himself at this point he'd much prefer sleeping than winding himself up about Ella so he passed out again.

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FLASHBACK:

About an hour after napping with his music on he became a bit hungry and decided to go downstairs. However when he reached the top of the stairs he knew something was wrong. He looked down the straight staircase to the corridor at the bottom and saw a dint in the kitchen door. He frowned and looked out of the upstairs window to look for his dad's car. His dad was still here .... Had his parents had a fight?. He went downstairs slowly listening for any noise but the house was silent. He opened the kitchen door and stopped dead in his tracks. The only noise then was Jims cries. He looked down at his mother. Bloody and lifeless on the floor and he screamed until he could no longer breathe. One shot to the head and she was gone forever.

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