Molly's POV
The evil smirk on his face quickly turned into an emotionless stare as he registered my new found confidence.
"Miss Molly Hooper,"
He got up from his chair and walked tantalizingly slowly to wear I stood, upholding my strong figure, trying very hard not to run away and cry in the room I woke up in. With every passing second it felt like hours had gone by and Moriarty was edging closer.
His slow steps were sending shivers down my back and when he finally reached me I was close to melting.
He grabbed my hand and lowered his lips until they gently pressed against the back of hand which was trembling as I squeezed my eyes shut for just a second.
You can do this.
You have been out with Jim.
And you know what Moriarty can do.
You. Have the upper hand.
I breathed out the breath I had been holding and opened my eyes.
I smiled at Moriarty and waited for his poisonous mouth to speak. As I did I scanned over his body. He is wearing his normal grey suit with a white polo and grey tie. The suit was tight as emphasized his slight muscles. He isn't rippling just muscular. His emotionless eyes stared right into me and his small lips sat in a thin line on his pale face.
There was no doubting that he is attractive.
No Sherlock Holmes but, attractive at the least.
He hadn't let go of my hand and led me to the table where I took my seat next to him. Him still gripping my hand, with such force that my wrist was turning red.
"Molly Hooper, how long has it been?"
He asked obviously already knowing.
"3 years, Jim,"
"Wow, well you have definitely changed, and as you have probably noticed, so have I,""Yes, you have,"
"I enjoyed playing Jim from IT, it was... fun," He said, an evil smirk on his face.
"Well I didn't enjoy being tricked and fooled for 3 months by a psychopath who thinks he could take control of a mousy little pathologist. So don't be thinking I will be going down so easy this time. that girl is gone,"
The sudden outburst of courage had taken me aback a little so I stopped talking and caught my breath.
"Oh yes, I have noticed, how's Sherlock by the way?"
I didn't say anything.
"I have heard that you two had a little domestic,"
"Just, stop it,"
"And the mousy Molly is back at the mention of one name,"
Tears started to well up in my eyes.
"The one name that can break a mans soul,"
Don't cry.
"Scare the living daylights out of children,"
Stay Strong.
"And break the heart of Miss Molly Hooper
How does it feel Molly?
To have the one man you love completely reject you?
To have him toss you aside like one a useless body part?
How does it feel to be in love with Sherlock Holmes?"
I couldn't answer even if I wanted to, the words just wouldn't come out of my now bone dry mouth, I told myself I would be strong.
"I said, how does it FEEL,"
And with that he slapped me so hard it sent me to the cold wooden floor.
He lent down to me so that his face was only inches from mine.
"You will be of great use to me Molly,"
"H-h-h-how can I-I be of a-a-any u-use to y-you?"
I asked no longer worrying about stammering.
"You, are going to help me with my crimes,"
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Sorry this is so short but I really enjoyed writing this chapter :)
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