Sherlock Holmes

Chapter Ten-Alone, Again.

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My head was about to explode, the pounding headache didn't help either. I slowly opened my eyes and all I could see was white. Why white?

Holy crap Luna! Get out of here! They put you in a mental hospital!

Ohmygosh, conscience! You're alive!

Of course I am alive! Don't be ridiculous...

Oh my gosh, England has changed you! You're speaking British!

American doesn't suit me.

I know, here its much cleaner and more fancy than America.

How dare you make fun of your true land, true blood!?

I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!

I put my hands up on my head and realize that my hands were chained. Not together, but separtley hanging off the wall with a long chain. i could walk around but be still stuck, i had a limit to where I was able to walk. The room had no windows, all white cushioned, and it was a very small room. With one door, that was across the room, I try walking towards it but the chains stop me. So, I was in a mental hospital. Oh my shit, why am i in a mental hospital? How long have I been here?

The last thing I remember is collapsing to the ground, at Sherlocks flat, with John and Mycroft. They think that I'm a criminal.  That is outrageous! I need to talk to my parents! Actually, I am way to scared to talk to them. 

I start yelling, "Get me out of here! Out! Out! Hello? Doesn't anybody here me? Wait, I forgot, you guys are all old and deaf! Get.Me.Out.Of.Here!"

I hear silence, "Yeah, okay? What are we? Five? Don't give me the damn silence treatment, I want answers!"

I hear nothing again. I was hyperventilating, all these stupid thoughts came rushing into me. Why am I here? Were those files true? Am I really genetically modified? Am I really a criminal?

I start screaming again, "I said get me out of here! I demand answers you bunch of idiotic crapheads who don't even understand anything, bunch of losers sh*theads a**holes who-"

The door opens and in comes Mycroft, "Can you manage to stop the yelling?"

I charge at him but the chains stop me, "You a**hole! Why am I here?"

He raises his hands, "You're under suspect right now, and really you're not making it better."

I start yelling, "I hate you! I didn't do anything! I want to talk to my parents!"

He opens his mouth but closes it. Then behind him, Sherlock and John come in. 

I glare at Sherlock, "I hate you! You betrayed me you idiotic a**hole!"

He looks at John confused, "Betrayed you? You say it as we were friends?"

I quiet down. Of course, hes right. This was all my fault, why the hell did I chose to go to him. I could've just walked away. 

I whisper, "You knew? From the first time we met?"

He narrows his eyes at me, "From the way you kidnapped your father to just get to me, I guessed you were a type of criminal."

I put my head down, "I don't mean that."

John looks at Mycroft confused, "What does she mean?"

Mycroft says, "Her parents, she means her parents."

Sherlock walks towards me, "Of course I knew you're parents were using you. From the fake personalty your parents have and the security in your home was overboard. They were obviously protecting someone, and when your mother had said that you went to school, I knew that was a lie. There were still price tags on your clothes, meaning you just bought them that day. It wasn't even-"

I glare up at him, "-Shutup. You guys are all lying! I want to talk to my parents."

Mycroft steps forward, "There are no trace of your parents."

Sh*t. I had sent them somewhere, somewhere they couldn't get hurt by Moriarty. How am I supposed to contact them? I can't betray him, he helped them go somewhere safe. But if the files are correct...

Luna! They are not correct!

God damn it. They are government files!

I didn't want to stand up, "I need to call someone."

They didn't say anything. If I call him...what will happen to me? He was the only person that will help me, if I owe him favours. 

John takes out his cellphone, "Who are you calling?"

I gulp, I had to stay in control. "My brother..."

Sherlock and Mycroft keeps on staring at me while I get Johns phone and start dialing. My hands were shaking so bad, if this didn't work, I don't even know what will happen to me. 

I put the phone next to my ear, it takes several seconds until they pick up.

I say, "I-I need your help."

Moriarty laughs on the other end, "I don't feel like in the helping mood right now..."

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