Falling For The Villain (CURRENTLY UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

Chapter 5 - Moving in (UPDATED)

December 19th 2014

There's something about that guy I just don't trust. Maybe the fact that he's a psychopath, maybe it's the fact that I think past that and find him attractive. I just don't know. 

At one point on the walk home a guy who was lurking in the shadows tried to jump me but it all ended quite quickly when Moriarty (well one of his right hand men) jumped the jumper. 

I arrived back home just after 11pm. As I slammed the door shut and waltzed up to my flat I heard a cough and turned around sharply. 

"What time do you call this?" Sherlock said, 

"Oh god.. at least it's just you," I said, jumping from the voice behind me, "You do realise I can stay out as late as I want, I have no curfew!" 

"I know it's just you don't usually stay out this late... well, good to see you, have a nice night" He said before jogging up the stairs in front of me. 

December 27th 2014

It's been a week since Moriarty and I's last meeting. The strategy had honestly been fun - until I remembered I had been spying on someone I cared for. 

At 9pm sharp, he arrived - "So, anything more for me this week?" he asked,

"Of course, I spent more time with him this week as the cafe was having some electrical problems. He solved the birthday case the day after we last met. He is still taking drugs and it's now scaring me because I know if he continues then he is going to overdose and maybe kill himself!"

At this point, he wrapped his arm around me, "I know you care about him and you know my view on him but I want you to be happy and if he's not letting you be happy and is making you feel unhappy and unloved then you deserve better" he leaned in and whispered into my ear, "You deserve everything you want. You're gorgeous little kitten."

I didn't know what to feel, he was right with not feeling that loved anymore - he spent more time on his cases and always shushed me when I thought of some good idea. At the same time, Moriarty still makes me feel nervous, but he promises me everything I could ever want. When I looked into his eyes, I saw nothing but pain, he wanted what I wanted. 

"Do you mean you want me to work with you?" I asked, 

"Yes, I would very much like that. Sleep on it and at 6:30am I will await your decision." I nodded and with that I left him sitting on the bench.

I arrived home, I was about to put my keys in the lock when Sherlock stumbled out the door, "Charli," he sighed before turning to leave me at the doorstep. The rain began to fall at this stage. "Wait!" I yelled after him, "If you truly love me then tell me where you're going and what I can do to help?" I ask,

"Nowhere and nothing - it's not like you love me, you're falling for the villain." he snapped back, before I knew it I was sitting alone on my own doorstep crying in the rain thinking 'What is this - why am I suddenly in a movie?' 

I grabbed my phone and dialled Jim's number. "Hey it's me, I've made my decision. Come and get me." 

A little while later his car pulled up and he stepped out joining me in the heavy rain. He looked at me, his beautiful brown eyes full of lust. His hands wrapped around me pulling me close. This is when I knew Sherlock was right I was falling for the villain.