Jim Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 17

A few minutes later, William had finally come up onto the roof after you.

"Y/n we need to leave... police are going to be here any minute to search the area. Come with me." He says simply, his voice duller than usual. You could tell just by his tone that he was blocking out his emotions for the time being- he wasn't nearly as composed as Jim always was, but...... ... jim.....

....

.......

Slowly, you set Jim's body back down, standing up against your will. You knew William was right... you couldn't be here. Tears were still falling slowly down your face, but you didn't care. You hardly even noticed at this point.

".... goodbye, jim..." you whispered hoarsely, before simply stepping away from him, following William back out the door and down the stairs to exit the building. Not a word was said by either of you on the way back to Jim's building. You felt completely shattered. You cared about jim... you didn't even get to tell him that you were starting to develop feelings for him... the last thing you did was yell at him....

....

You felt your mind and body completely seize up with hatred and darkness. It wasn't fair. None of this was fair. Why did jim have to die?!! Why....?

It felt like something switched off in you, like a part of you had just. Stopped. Numbed. Whatever you wanted to call it. You saw everything around you in a dim light, opposed to the cheery carefree way you saw everything before. That part of you was just... gone.

You went straight to the room you had been staying in in Jim's building, and packed your few things. You then sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the floor blankly for at least an hour. Jim.... why the hell would he do something like this. HOW could he do something like this....??! Despite the sadness you probably should have been feeling, the only thing you felt was a deep, intense hatred. For whom, you had absolutely no idea. The man on the roof with Jim? William for not doing anything to help Jim? Or Jim, for not doing anything to help himself? Your thoughts continued to darken, you felt this burning hatred slowly building up inside you.

You were so angry you could.........

..... kill someone.