Jim Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 32

Authors note: 

Hey guys, so I'm still doing school but I managed to write this chapter haha. Just letting you guys know in case there's a million typos, or things don't necessarily make sense. I'll reread it later and edit anything that needs to be, but for now, here ya go!!

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As Jim dragged you back to the building you'd been staying in for the last few weeks, you felt the blood draining out of you at an incredible speed. Jim still hadn't even made an effort to patch it up, or at least stop the bleeding. Nevertheless, you stayed silent, as Jim had ordered. William followed loosely behind you two, still carrying Alex. You still couldn't help but wonder if they knew each other.. they seemed pretty close, so you assumed that they were related somehow.

When you got back to the building, jim practically shoved you in your room, and without a word, slammed the door shut and locked it. You stumbled a bit but didn't fall, instead you just carefully sat down on your bed, giving up on squirming against your restraints. Your arm hurt too much when you moved it, so you just kept still. You stared silently at the wall as you felt yourself bleed out, internally mourning that no one here cared enough to help you.... that stupid man ruined everything.

A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door. You heard it unlock, and William stepped in, still holding Alex.

"Y/n, are you alright?" He asked quietly, setting Alex down and closing the door behind him, making his way over to you. You stared up at him a moment, your face pale from blood loss.

"You're really that scared of jim. You didn't even bother to help me." You mumble, half pouting, half angry with him and wanting to slap him. ... also struggling to stay awake and keep it together. William shook his head in response.

"No, y/n. ......... okay, yes. ... but that's not the point. I know what happened. Really. I have to lie to jim, tell him that I texted Alex to find you and stop you at all costs."

"That doesn't make sense. Why would you text Alex, a 10 year old boy to find me." You mumble, as William took out a cloth and pressed it against your wound to try to stop the bleeding. As you spoke, he sighed.

"Y/n, the only reason I'm going to talk to you about this now, is because all three of us are here, the only three people that know what's going on. Jim can NOT learn about this. I don't want to risk Alex getting hurt. Jim can see us right now, but he can't hear us. Which is good. Alex..... is my brother. He has a bit of a... split personality problem, which he's working to get under control. He's a very very sweet kid, but...." William glances back at Alex, who was quietly just staring at the floor, teary eyed.

"... sometimes the other side of him does things to hurt others, and he doesn't know how to control it yet. That's why jim believes Alex is the one that found you and..... .." he faded out a bit, hearing a tiny whimper from Alex. You watched as William simply just swallowed, then resumed tending to your wounded shoulder.

"... I think the bleeding's stopped, that's good. The bullet went completely through, and it didn't seem to hit anything vital, just grazed." William mumbled, glancing back at Alex. You looked at Alex as well, then sighed, placing your hand on Williams and pulling it off your shoulder. Then you walked over to Alex, and carefully hugged him with your non-hurt arm.

"Hey... it's okay. Don't worry Alex, we'll figure it out. It's okay... none of this is your fault." You whisper to him, holding the small boy close.