COME.AND.PLAY (James Moriarty FanFiction) *Completed*

Chapter Nineteen - Alone.

~Charlotte~

I sat at the table in Sherlock's kitchen. John gave me a cup of tea and patted my back sympathetically.

I fiddled with my engagement ring. I should have taken it off but it felt like part of me was missing. So I kept it on. I should really return it to the man who gave it to me.

Speaking of James, he hasn't contacted me at all. I guess he doesn't care...

Was Sherlock right?

Did James fake his amnesia?

Did he do this to get at Sherlock?

I didn't know anymore and I certainly didn't care.

~Moriarty~

I finished adjusting my tie in front of the mirror and I looked at myself.

Moriarty. I am Moriarty again. To be honest, I didn't feel like the man I was with Charlotte, I felt different, almost like I had made a deal with the Devil.

Yes, I do feel bad, extremely bad for leaving her there. I know it sounds selfish but something within me wanted to go back to this. I wanted to go back yo being Moriarty.

It all seemed so boring, committing to something for the rest of your life.

I still wanted Charlotte and I was determined to get her back. I had to explain everything to her.

I wouldn't fail this time.