When worlds collide (A Sherlolly Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Authors note: THIS IS NOT A CLEAN CHAPTER!! If you do not want to read this chapter, I will have a summary in an authors note in the next chapter, otherwise Enjoy, love you all xoxo

-Bradye

I woke up feeling a lot of dread. I was planning on talking to Tom today, and I was not ready to do so. I got up, removing Tom's arm and walked to the kitchen to make tea. As I opened the cupboard, I saw a bottle of wine, I grabbed it uncorked it and took a big swig out of it. I would need the alcohol for later. I set the bottle down and closed my eyes.

"Molly? Are you drinking wine?" I opened my eyes. "At 8 o'clock?"

"Yes. I just had a sudden craving for it." Tom walked up and kissed my cheek.

"Ok, babe, just don't make a habit out of it." He chuckled.

"Yeah." Tom walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him. I assume he would be out soon. I walked over and sat on the end of the couch crossing my legs. When he comes out of the bathroom, I will talk to him. I lay my head back and closed my eyes. You can do this Molly! I thought. Tom walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to make tea.

"Tom, when you are done, I need to talk to you."

"Okay babe." Tom finished making tea and walked into the sitting room and sat next to me.

"Tom," I said, my hands shaking. "I don't think this is going to work out."

I looked up at Tom, his eyebrows knit to gather in confusion.

"What? Molly, you obviously don't mean that, it's early in the morning and you've been drinking wine."

I jumped up to my feet.

"Yes, Tom! I do mean it! I'm not feeling it anymore. I'm so sorry." I put my face in my hands. "I'm sorry." Tom walked up to me and put his arms around my waist.

"Babe, let me change your mind," he said running his hands up my back and to the clasp of my bra. I tried pulling away, but he was too strong.

"Tom, stop. I don't want to do this," I said, my voice shaking.

"And how are you going to stop me?" he asked unclasping my bra. He slid his hands under my shirt and pulled it off.

"Tom! Stop!" He kissed my neck. I winced. "Tom."

"I love you, Molly," he said grabbing a knife off the counter, "you love me too. Say it." I remained silent. "SAY IT!" he repeated.

"I love you, Tom," he took that as permission to strip me of the rest of my clothes. He took a step back. I felt uncomfortable with him looking at me as if I was his next meal.

"This isn't fair is it?" he asked. I shook my head. "Yes, Molly you are right, I'm still fully clothed, why don't you fix that?" He asked pushing the knife harder onto my throat. I took my hands and reached for his top shirt button. I unbuttoned his shirt quickly. he smiled at me and stroked me cheek.

"Good job, Molly. Keep going." he guided my hand to his boxers. He pushed it onto his swollen cock. he rubbed his hand back and forth, I winced.

"Lets go to bed, Molly," he said lifting me up and bringing me to our bedroom. He threw me on the bed hard. He crawled on top of me and licked my neck. "Say it again."

"I love you Tom."

"No, she doesn't, get off of her, or I shoot." I looked to the door. Sherlock! I sobbed hard, covering my face with my hands as Tom got off the bed. Sherlock kept the gun pointed at him, but walked over to me.

"Did he do anything to you?" he asked quietly. I looked at Tom. "GET OUT!" Sherlock yelled. Tom ran out of the bedroom. I was still sobbing. Sherlock sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around me. "It's okay. We can talk later. Let's just get you dressed and get you to my place. It'll be okay." he walked to the closet and picked out a dress. He grabbed my underwear and bra and I blushed. I put them on quickly with Sherlock by the door.

When we walked out of he bedroom, Tom was gone.

"Shit!" Sherlock yelled. "He's gone!"

I put my hand on his arm.

"It's okay, I'm safe now. I'm with you."

He looked down at me.

"Yes, for now until he decides to strike again." I looked down.

"Lets just go."

"Yes, you need rest."