Officially Cumberbatched? A sequel to 'Well and truly Cumberbatched'

Chapter 12 (re-edited)

AN: If you're reading this today, a very merry Christmas to you! And if you don't celebrate it I hope you're having a lovely day anyway, only a few minutes till 'The time of the doctor' comes on, *sobs*. Enjoy! :D 

I felt yet another ice cold bucket of water get thrown in my face, I was now handcuffed to a chair, Merlin stayed by my feet. Anna tried to get him to move but it turns out she's intimidated by him because he keeps biting her fingers and scratching her, I wasn't going to stop him. For good reason too, I have an ace up my sleeve.

My only problem was I didn't know where Jacob or that gun now was.

I shook some of the water off and looked up over at the tiny window of what now seemed like a kitchen, you'd think she'd have stolen my glasses so I wouldn't be able to take in every detail around me, well as best I could through the wet lenses. It must have gone midnight by now, so it's been five hours. She has to be getting tired, I know I am, I want to sleep so badly, I'm exhausted.

"TELL ME!" she shouted, punching me in the face yet again.

"I have nothing to tell you that you want to hear" I sighed.

"WHY DID YOU HAVE TO STEAL HIM, HE'S MINE!" she bellowed. This had gone on for about 30 minutes already, what the fuck did she expect me to say?

"I never stole Ben from anyone." I uttered, trying to ignore how bad my face was hurting.

"Yes you did, you took him from ME." she cried, fuck me she's so annoying, she could start an argument in an empty room. She walked around me and grabbed my hair in one bunch, I winced at the sheer force of her pulling it, as if she hasn't hurt me enough.

"He was single, he was happy. I had a chance, then you happened" she uttered in my ear before forcing my head forward and walking back round.

Has it ever occurred to her or anyone who hates me that Ben asked me out with his own free will all those years ago? 

"How. Just how can you even contemplate dating someone who you've never met? He'd have to actually like you, and well you're clearly far from likable sweetheart" I coldly said, her hand swiftly met my face again. I didn't wince this time, she's slapped me so many times I can't even be bothered. I'm doing everything I can to make sure she simply ignores Merlin, I'm not having him hurt like I'm hurting now. The first chance I get I'm getting him out of this nightmare. Me?

Well, I can only hope I make it out too.

He's my priority right now. 

"At least I'd be there for him, you're rarely seen with him for the premieres of his projects, self serving bitch" she snidely uttered, as if it was supposed to get to me or something.

"This might shock you but I have this rare thing called a job, and other obligations of my own to take care of most of the time, and I don't want to be in the media spotlight. Yes, rarely I am there with him on the red carpet, and other times I'm quietly waiting in the background allowing him to do what he does best- entertain the masses. It's possible to support the ones you love without having your face splashed all over the newspapers because of it, believe it or not you fucking idiot" I bluntly stated and she shot me a dirty look, knowing I wasn't talking shit.

I'm so far past the point of wanting to be remotely polite.

If you date someone in the media spotlight you're suddenly supposed to fit some "groupie" mould, latching onto that person like a moth to a flame. Well, that's not me and I'm not going to become that and Ben doesn't have a problem with it at all so why should they? 

"You want his money don't you? And he was stupid enough to fall for you" she said, playing with the gun she now picked up off a table, it's like being held captive by a goldfish. 

"Yeah, the only thing I could possibly like about him-" she interrupted me before I could finish. "Call him Benedict" she ordered and I decided to comply as she just disengaged the safety lever on her handgun.

"I've never been with Benedict for his money, I don't care about his money. He's a good person with a good heart. The only thing I care about is making him happy, like any normal girlfriend" I said and she turned to face me.

"Liar" she replied.

"How is that a lie? Have you ever seen or heard about anything regarding me as some low life gold digging asshole?" I asked, what is it with people assuming that because you're dating someone openly wealthy you couldn't possibly have a penny to your name?

She paced around the room for some more time and before I could even think another ice cold bucket of water was launched in my face, my clothes were dripping now and I was trying so hard not to shiver in case she thought I wasn't quite cold enough and threw another one.

"Shut the fuck up! I hate you!" she retorted.

"What...what exactly do you expect to get from this? You think Ben is going to love you, and care for you and make you his one and only? He'd run a fucking mile and keep running" I barely said, trying to fight the urge to shiver and she hissed at me.

"I've heard enough from you" she said trying to force a gag in my mouth. I bit down on her thumb and she screamed at me to let her go, I bit down harder, kicking her in the shin. She lent down to me to prize her thumb out of my mouth and that's when I headbutted her in the nose, blood started gushing from her face and I eventually let go, she was now crouched on the floor calling for Jacob. I spat the gag out and thought for the split second I had.

I looked down at Merlin and he looked at me. I felt a hair pin hanging from the back of my hair.

"Merlin, pin her down then back to me quick-time okay?" I ordered and he went for her. What I meant was for him to hold her down then come back to me when I nodded. 

I shook my head and felt the pin fall. I had a split second to catch it and uncuff myself.

Caught it.