Sherlock Holmes

Chapter 14-Trouble

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I have never ran faster in my life like I am now, I was cutting Alleys, jumping over cars, jumping over fences. Doing all that just to make sure I am far from Mycroft, plus he knows all the cameras here in England, making sure I avoid them! 

I stop running when I realize I hit a dead end in a Alley, I sigh and decide to turn back but think against it. There are no cameras around here, plus I need to take a break. I had no phone, no nothing! All my stuff are taken away form Mycroft...or I must have left it somewhere! But ah! I just wanted to eat but I was so scared that I might puke again. All I could think about was to get my hands around Jake's neck and just ugh. 

I was walking around, back and forth. I wanted something big to happen next, but I also wanted to sit down and just relax! I have to think, Curly man did say Mycroft is basically the British Government. Oh god, I can totally see whats happening right now. He probably just got his consciousness, he probably is cussing, probably ordering to find me, and then kill me. On the spot if he finds me, in front of the public. Poor public. 

I lean against the brick wall and bang my head against it, I wanted to do something. I am running on no energy, but why does it feel like I am on fire. I want a thrill. I want to kill. I clench my hands and bang them against the wall behind me, making sure my knuckles get scratched. 

I bring my hands up to my face and examine my knuckles, I don't know why the blood on my knuckles brought fear over me, but I wanted to shelter the fear. This fear is my energy. 

I look up to the sky and realize its about to rain, that's good for me I guess. That will make them slower to find me, but where the heck am I supposed to go. 

I hear footsteps coming this way and I lean against the corner, making sure I am hidden. I take a deep breath out when I just realize that its an old man, with a cart full of clothes. He probably is homeless. 

He sees me and nods, "Not a good day to be hiding here darling, its about to rain!"

I smile, somehow he made me feel much better, "Its alright, I am out here for a fresh of air."

He nods his head again, "Why here of all places?" He says while he looks through his cart.

I shrug, "Peace and quiet."

When I really think about it, this is the first time I have ever felt at peace. Even though I am probably on the hit list, being hidden here in alley with nothing to protect me, calms me. Is this how it feels like when you have given up?

I look up at the sky again, and rain starts hitting down. I smile and close my eyes as the rain hits down at my face. This was nice, I want to stay like this forever. 

I look over to the old man again and realize he is holding a gun at me. I frown, the old man before had a beard, it probably was fake. This is one of Mycrofts men. 

I frown and look up at the sky again, ignoring him. 

I hear the gun click one more time and I look over at him, "Go head, I dare you."

He keeps on holding the gun at me, "Put your hands up!"

I smile at him, "I said, go ahead."

I takes a step closer to me and says, "Put. Your. Hands. Up. Now"