Sherlock x OC - The Black Masquerade Mask (Book 1)

Slap Number Two

I recomposed myself and snapped at Sherlock "Get your bloody hands off me!" Sherlock quickly got away from me, as if my skin was fire and he would get burnt. "I don't know how that happened, certainly didn't intend-" I cut him off "I know, no need to explain yourself Mr.Holmes" I said getting out of bed and walking out to the bathroom.

Today was going to a be long day, it was christmas morning I needed to talk to Mycroft. And I was pissed. I took a fast shower, placed my wig on my head and headed to Mycroft's office, texting him before I left.

"Ahh Viola, I'm so glad you're back here" Mycroft said his arms wide open walking over to me and giving me the most awkward hug I've ever received. "Uhm, Mycroft this is weird" I said hugging him back uncomfortably. "We were worried about you" Mycroft said. I slapped him across his face.

He looked at me in disbelief "ALL this time! Mycroft, that time when I kept asking about my father, and you would say 'he won't be responsive' and 'I don't think you should see him' he was out of the country! YOU lied to me for your own advantage!" I screamed my head off at him. He was going to speak but I kept going on "You and my very greedy father lied to me, you told me he was sick with CANCER Mycroft. Just so I would work my ass off for you. You two planned against me him for his money obsession and YOU for your obsession with your childish brother! EVERYONE I KNOW IS A LYING BASTARD INCLUDING YOU MYCROFT! I was loyal to you, I've put my life in danger when Jim asked me to give info about you I COULD HAVE DIED FOR YOU just to stay loyal and not stab you in the back...BUT YOU" I was at a loss of words, I was finally able to take all my feelings out at Mycroft.

With a little bit of a lie. It won't hurt though, its a white lie. "Viola, I appreciate your work very much. Sherlock has told me you decided to put your life in danger over putting me in danger and for that I am grateful" Mycroft began "YOU SHOULD BE, BUT YOU DONT DESERVE IT" I snapped at him yet again.

He did deserve it, him and my dad but father was another story. He was going to get a bigger piece of my mind soon. Just after I'm done with Mycroft. "I understand you're feeling angry" Mycroft stated awkwardly. "Angry? ANGRY WOULDNT EVEN DESCRIBE IT!" I yelled at him and he was rubbing his temples clearly annoyed with the racket I'm making.

"Okay, you need to stop yelling. This is not a rational conversation anger won't get you anywhere Viola" Mycroft said trying to rationalize with me. But no. "Take all that and stick it up your ass Mycroft Holmes, AND NEVER ever call me Viola. YOU KNOW WHAT? NO ONE deserves to call me Viola, people who are not LYING BASTARDS can call me Viola. I'm Ema to you" I was yelling with full force at Mycroft and what's nice is that he had nothing to say for himself.

"Again, this is not ration-" I cut him off screaming "YOU DONT DESERVE A RATIONAL CONVERSATION! I need to be yelling at you irrational things because that's what you deserve. You're a lying bastard!"

Mycroft rolled his eyes "I am sorry Viola, I had to do that, you were stubborn. You wanted to give up on the job when I first gave it to you. But look at you now, you have feelings for Sherlock you're enjoying the case" Mycroft said trying to make me look at the positive things in this.

"I don't have feelings for him anymore Mycroft, the two days I've spent with Jim were hell on me. He taught me a lesson, my nerves are wrecked, emotional pain is the toughest thing I ever had to go through. I'm not going to let Sherlock be my weakness anymore. That would put him into much more danger anyway. I always have people coming after me. This is all over for me Mycroft" I said feeling done with everything.

"58 hours with Jim influenced you that much, Viola? You're terrified I understand. I'm not one to control your feelings certainly not. But if you decide to quit-" I cut him off "I'm not saying I'm quitting, I love my job, I LOVE killing people and yet get to roam around free in England like I'm no criminal" I said, feeling evil as shit.

Mycroft arched an eyebrow at me "Viola, you're not a criminal in my eyes. Just because you kill people does not make you evil. You're cleaning out the corruption here in England"

"Whatever, Mycroft. You should know I don't want any direct contact with you from now until I cool off" I said snapping at him, I picked my backpack up and went towards the door. "Wait-" He stopped me but I cut him off knowing exactly what he wanted to say "I'll keep watching over Sherlock, not for your sake though. For the one person who never lied to me" I said opening the door and slamming it as hard as I can as I walked out.

I called up my father with no response, so I decided it's time to call Jim. "Hello Viola" Jim answered amused as always. "Jim, where the hell is dad? I need to go yell at him for using me" I heard Jim chuckling. "Dad's with Enzo I believe, but I think maybe save the lecture for another time. Why do you sound restless?" Jim asked crunching something in his mouth probably eating an apple or something. "Stop chewing in my ear Jim, and I'm restless because I just gave Mycroft a huge piece of my mind...thought I'd carry on with dad" I said muttering the last part. "Viola, stop wasting your time here and there. Dad is with Enzo, but he's terribly busy with a case or two. Did you know Irene has things over Enzo by the way?" Jim asked chuckling. Today he was really in a good mood.

I rolled my eyes "Yes, he contacted me not long ago, said he wanted to acquire whatever shit Irene has on her phone before it got to the police" I explained. I trusted Jim, he was a straight forward guy. With me at least. I thought reminding myself of the puzzles he always gives Sherlock.

"Well don't worry, if Irene does not hand over her phone then I can't...actually I don't want to do anything to stop her she's free to do whatever she wants. But you're untouchable, Enzo can't do shit to you. I hope you're aware of that" Jim explained.

I smirked at him "Really? Who's going to protect me, you? Need I remind you you sent six men to my flat to kidnap me and cuff me in your bloody stupid office?" I snapped at him. "Um no, I thought we were spending quality time together. Don't say that it saddens me" Jim said acting all sensitive. "Bugger off Jim, I don't feel like snapping at you today. You're the only one who isn't lying to me at least" I said sighing.

"I'll 'bugger off', and merry christmas Viola" Jim said hanging up the phone.

Back to Baker Street

I walked upstairs kicking the door open with my foot, as I inhaled a puff of the cigarette in my hand. "Where were you? Mycroft has called three times asking about you" John asked filling me in with the information about Mycroft.

I looked over at my watch "Let me guess he called 10 minutes ago and again 6 minutes ago and again 3 minutes ago?" I asked smirking. "Yes" John said frowning probably confused about how I knew. "They had a small dispute where Ema yelled her lungs out at him" Sherlock said looking at me with the edge of his eye. I exhaled the smoke, sighing in annoyance.

I didn't bother asking how he knew, I went to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of tea. I walked back to sit by the decorated window. "Are you going to quit?" Sherlock asked as he plucked a string on his violin. I stared at him sucking my bottom lip inside unsure of what to say.