I awoke a certain amount of time later, I couldn't tell, everything was dark. I was shaking underneath the single lantern which was held above me. My vision was blurred, I had been drugged.
"Finally awake, I see." Jim stepped into view.
"Y-you!" I cried, I couldn't move.
"Yes it's me.." He took another step closer.
"Stay away from me!" I screamed my voice breaking. I struggled against the chair but noticed I was chained down. I gasped and continued to struggle.
"It's useless dear." He smirked and kneeled in front of me.
"You're insane!" I snapped, I gave up and leaned back trying to breathe. He grabbed my wrist and pressed down where my pulse was. I tried to pull away but failed.
"Your heart rate is very high dear.." Jim commented.
"Get away from me!" I yelled and thrashed my head away from him. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look him in the eye.
"Shut up." He growled. A jolt of fear burst through me. I shivered and stared into his brown eyes. I felt tears prick at my eyes.
"Crying won't save you Y/N.." Jim smirked and stood up.
"W-why are you doing this!?" I was trembling.
"I haven't done anything yet." He turned to look at me again.
"You kidnapped me!" I shouted.
"Oh yes, because I finally captured the world's beauty!" He smiled widely.
"What?" I tilted my head confused and afraid.
"You, you are the most beautiful thing in this desolate place.." Jim looked me over.
"So you kidnapped me? I would have been flattered with a speech!" I exclaimed
"What do you mean?" He gazed curiously at me.
"Well you could have just told me! Not tied me to a chair in a warehouse!" I barked. He looked around, and back to me.
"Oh... You may have a point?" Jim cocked his head.
"Yeah no kidding!" I rolled my eyes and relaxed a bit.
"If I untie you, are you going to run?" Jim stepped forward.
"The drugs are still wearing off so probably not!" I yawned. He chuckled and untied my wrists. I stood up then stumbled and face planted.
"Legs still wobbly?" He asked.
"You could have caught me.." I groaned.
"Nah!" He smirked. I peeked up at him and burst into laughter, he kneeled down and let me laugh until I couldn't breath.
"You're crazy." He grinned down at me.
"Yeah maybe." I smiled up at him. He extended a hand and pulled me up.
"You're my type of crazy." He whispered.
"Oh yeah? Weeeell maybe you're not my type of crazy!" I pushed away and started walking, I had just met this man and I wanted to tease him for a bit longer.
"You're also frustrating.." Jim groaned.
"That I am!" I waved a hand and then tried to find my way to the exit.
"How do I get out of this warehouse.." I muttered to myself, I turned a corner, and then realized warehouses don't have corners. "Wait.."
"Surprise!" Jim stepped out from a door.
"Where am I?!" I spun around.
"In my secret villain lair!" He waved his hands dramatically.
"I hate you.." I growled and kept walking.
"The exit isn't that way love!"
"Don't care, I don't need your help!" I called before turning another corner.
I kept laughing and walking on and on. I walked for what felt like hours but once again found myself in the same walls. Jim entered from another door.
"Any luck dear?" He chuckled.
"Screw you!" I snapped.
"Watch it love." Jim pinned me against the wall. "I don't always play nice!" He smirked. I gritted my teeth as he stared at me.
"Good girl." He patted my head and stepped back.
"I'm not a child!" I muttered.
"You're whining like one!" He retorted. I was about to yell when I heard a door open to the right of us. There stood Sherlock Holmes.
"Not this self centred-" Jim cut me off.
"Sherlock, nice of you to join us!" He grinned.
"Moriarty, the pleasure is all mine.. Who's this?" Sherlock stared darkly at me.
"Don't worry, I'm not stealing your boyfriend." I growled. Sherlock glared at me, obviously distraught. Jim chuckled and stood behind me.
"Just a little friend I picked up on my journey!" Jim snickered. I tensed but kept staring forward.
"Are you alright, miss?" Sherlock kept his eyes locked on me.
"I'm fine." A part of me deeply hated him for some reason.
"What are you going to do with her!?" Sherlock snapped at Jim. He looked a bit taken back by the accusation.
"I was just welcoming her to one of my homes, Holmes.." Jim threw his hands up defensively.
"He hasn't done anything to harm me." I gazed warily at Sherlock.
"He kidnapped you!" The curly haired man shouted.
"So? My life was so dull, but this is amusing." I smirked and looks at the stone walls around me. The idea of this place excited me, a whole new land just waiting for me to explore it. A giddy feeling arose in my stomach, like a child felt at Christmas. "It's an adventure." I giggled.
"You... You don't want to be rescued?" Sherlock blinked, confused.
"I'm no damsel sir, sure I got kidnapped, but I've got this far without your help. I can go by myself." I said firmly. Moriarty stepped between us.
"She sides with me Sherlock, nothing you can do about it." Jim shrugged.
"I can have you arrested!" Sherlock snapped.
"As if, you need me Sherlock Holmes." Jim smiled creepily. Sherlock backed off a bit. Guards rushed in causing a distraction, they pursued Sherlock down the hallway. Jim grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back.
"You told him you were trying to escape. I seriously doubt that will ever happen." He dragged me down the hallway and shoved me into a cell locking the door.
"You'll appreciate this soon." Jim chuckled before slipping away. I stood alone in the empty cell. The shock of everything that had just happened started to sink in. I peered around the tiny room, it had one small lumpy bed in the corner, no windows, a lamp overhead, a small desk with paper and pencils, and a chair. The walls were completely made of stone and so were the floors. It was dark and dingy but it didn't seem like I could get out. I laid down on the lumpy bed with a sigh.
"Guess this is my home sweet home for now..." The distant shouts of guards lulled me to sleep.
Hey guys, sorry for the lack of stories, I was sick for the past week and too tired to write, and my inspiration has been going into personal stories, but I finally forced this one out of me haha. I love making these but I don't like this chapter too much, I feel like it's not my best and I apologize, I'll try to make the next one better ^^' thank you so much you guys for the support!
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-Aura :)
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Kings and Queens (Moriarty X Reader)
Hayran Kurgu(CANCELLED) Y/N is down on her luck when her job at a diner closes, and leaves her scrambling to get another one to pay rent, but a common occurrence keeps happening. The man in the Westwood suit who always ends up as her customer.
