Chapter Eleven-Awkward

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Well, that was a slap to the face. Thanks Moriarty. 

I hang up the phone, "Well...thats awkward." 

I start fiddling with the phone, making sure I delete the number from his call list.

Mycroft says, "I guessed that, he is exiled for a reason."

I glare up at him, "Don't talk about my brother like that."

If he knows that my brother is exiled...then those files seem to be true. 

I give John his phone back, "Well, so are you guys going to sentence me to death or what?"

Mycroft puts his chin up, "Not afraid of death are you?"

I shake my head, "I have had way too many close calls."

Mycroft says, "We do not know yet, the court decides."

I have to do something. 

I nod slowly, "But we have a problem-"

Sherlock turns around, "-I'm leaving-"

I interrupt, "-I'm pregnant."

He stops walking and turns around, "You're really desperate huh?"

I shrug, "I had to say something, I don't like being stuck here. Why can't I get a normal cell?"

John coughs, "I guess we have to go now..."

Mycroft nods and they all leave the room. Making sure the door is locked after them. 

Great now its just me and my bloody thoughts. How the hell do I get out of here? Moriarty clearly stated he won't help me, I had to try at least. Clearly my excuse didn't work....

I crawl up into a ball in the corner of the room. I had to think, if Mycroft knew about my brother being exiled...then those files must be true. My parents are using me, I am a freaking puppet. Now I understand my brothers words. 

"You don't even know how their really like." 

He knew. He knew that our parents were using me? He didn't even bother telling me? Does he know that I am genetically modified too? Oh my gosh...were those really crimes I was forced to do?

 "Yes, they are crimes." 

I wanted to cry my eyes out, I wanted to rip all my hair out. I felt like I was going crazy. I couldn't have done those, I killed so many people. And the whole time...I thought I was protecting my parents. They were just using me, they used me to protect them. They don't care about me? Was Mycroft telling the truth?

"No one bothered to look for you since you were protected. But now, it appears you have been cut loose."  "There are no trace of your parents."

Did my parents leave me? I did untrack them from my phone, is that what Mycroft meant when he said I was cut loose? Did my parents know I was going to get caught? Then a horrible feeling hits me, did they set me up with Sherlock? Did they know Moriarty was just playing games, did they know that I was going to kidnap my father? Holy Sh*t. How could I be so blind? I don't even know what my parents are really like! I want my brother. 

I wipe my face and realize that I was crying...or is this sweat?

I hear footsteps. What do they want now?

The door opens, and in comes a man with brown hair and brown eyes, my brother.

I stand up and hurry to him, but the chains stop me.

He closes the door behind him and keeps on staring at me. I wanted to burst into tears.

I shake my head, "I don't understand..."

He comes closer, "Oh gosh Luna, why are you so blind?"

I bite my cheek, "Lately everyone has been telling me stuff, so yes, I have been blind. And I don't know what to do honestly Jake if I had known-"

He shakes his head and puts his hands in his pockets, "I wanted to tell you-"

I interrupt him, "-But you didn't"

He glares at me, "I didn't have a choice!"

I keep on glaring at him, "Oh shut up, what do you mean you didn't have a choice? You didn't have the heart to tell your own sister that shes a fake? A complete puppet?"

He gulps and turns his head to the side, "They would have killed me. Is that what you want?"

I stop glaring, "They? You mean our bloody parents?"

He doesn't say anything, I start yelling, "Answer me god damn it! Why doesn't anybody tell me anything?"

My knees go weak and I hit the ground, covering my face with my hands, trying to stop myself from crying. He walks towards me and bends down. He puts his hands around me, and puts his head on top of mine.

He whispers, "I am truly really sorry Luna, but I don't have a choice."

I put my head up and he covers my mouth. I feel a pill run down my throat and I start choking on it, he was still covering my mouth. I couldn't think at all, all I could do was trying to get him off me. I start struggling under his grasp, but he was too strong. 

He let goes of me and I smack against the floor. My mind was closing and my eyes were really blurry. All I could see was a pair of shoes walking away.

Jake, please don't leave me.

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What pill do you think he gave her? Wait why would he give his own sister a pill? Is it a bad drug or a good drug? Do they know that her brother visited? 

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