His Best Friend (sherlolly)

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Wrapping a towel around myself, I stepped out of the shower. Walking out of my bathroom, I slipped on a grey t shirt and black sweatpants. I heard my phone ringing from the living room. I walked into the kitchen, where it was laying on my small wooden table. Checking collar ID, I saw it was Sherlock.

"Hey!" I greeted him.

"Hey, just checking up to make sure you were okay. Me and John are on a case, so I only have a few minutes before John comes back." I could almost hear him smiling. I'm really glad he's in a case again. When he's not he tends to get moody.

"Oh, that's good..." I trailed off. I didn't want to ruin the moment, but I had to ask.

"Hey, um... have you found anything with-" I swallowed.

"Moriarty?" I asked, shutting my eyes.

"Um, sadly, no. But as soon as I find anything, I'm going to pounce on it, okay? We are going to take him down. Together." He whispered. If there's anyone who hates Moriarty more than I do, it's Sherlock.

"That's good. How are you?" I asked, trying to forget about the Moriarty. I still have trouble sleeping at night.

"I'm okay-" I heard him say something to someone.

"Listen, I have to go, but I'll talk to you later, okay?" and before I could even wish him good bye, he was gone.

My phone danced with another incoming call. Picking it up I saw it was a number I didn't realize. I debated answering it, but decided that it could be anybody. Maybe just a wrong number.

"Hello?" I asked, waiting for another voice to answer my call. All I heard was mumbling. Like they were talking to someone else in the room.

"Hello?" I repeated, a little louder this time. I waited for a bit. As soon as I was taking my cell phone away from my ear about to hit 'end call' I heard a sound. The voice of a frightened woman came through, speaking fast words I couldn't understand.

"Slow down! What's happened? Why did you call me?"

"He's coming! Get out from wherever you are. Run. Just run!" She spoke frantically.

"Whose coming?"

"Moriar-" the line went dead. What am I supposed to do. Quickly I stood up. If she had just called that meant he was already here. I heard banging on my front door. Quickly I ran to my closet and shut the door. I dialed the police and hid in the closet. Clutching my towel to my chest, I backed up as far as I could, covering my chest.

"Hello, 999. What's your emergency?" a young woman asked.

"There's people in my house..." I whispered, trying to not make any noise.

"Ma'am, I'm going to need your current location."

"I know who it is. I know who's behind this."

"Ma'am, what is your current location?"

"Moriarty... he's here. Oh my god, he's here. In my room." I breathed out.

"Hold on, I'm tracking your current location. Please, stay on the phone with me." She scrambled. I put the phone in the corner of the closet. I shuffled to the opposite side and stood as still as I could. I didn't move. I didn't breathe.

I felt the doors open, light flooding in.

"Moooollllyyyy," I heard the song song voice of Jim Moriarty.

"Why are you doing this?" I stepped out from my hiding place, towel being pressed to my chest, and hot tears running down my face. He laughed to the other guy standing next to him.

"Poor, clueless Molly," he laughed,

"She still thinks it's about her!"

"W-what?" I whispered.

"It's never been about you, it never was about you!" he yelled.

"It's always been about Sherlock. Don't you see?" He asked in disbelief. He nudged the man standing next to him, who pulled out a needle.

"Goodbye, Molly. This isn't the last you've seen of me." He adjusted the coat on his tan suit, turned around, and danced away. No, he actually danced away. Now, my attention was focused on the man in front of me. He was buff and dressed like an average civilian. He stepped towards me, and pushed me back, slamming my head into the wall behind me.

"Please, no..no.." I cried, holding the back of my head.

"No!" I screamed as loud as I could, as he grabbed my arm. Flailing around, kicking whatever I could, not caring about what showed. I felt the needle pierce my arm, and fluid rushed out of it. Immediately my vision started blurring, and my knees trembled.

"You...motherfucker.." I breathed out, before my world went black, and I was free falling.

OKAY, I KNOW I DID THIS IN THE LAST FANFIC BUT ITS DIFFERENT THIS TIME I SWEAR.

~Ruby