My first attempt to write a story probably one shot. Please review! :)

I do not own Sherlock or Molly.


Sherlock stood there not saying anything " Molly what is this about I have important experiment to work on?" Molly sighed like what she was about to say was painful "Sherlock just shut up and let me say something." Her voice was small and it was easy to tell she was expending what little courage she had. "Sherlock we have known each other for years, and ever since you first walked in to my lab I have known. The way you talk to me hurts. The way that when ever I try to get closer to you, you just insult me. But some how, some how I still Love you. Sherlock I love you with all my heart, and even though you treat me horribly I love you. I love you a lot and I always will be yours" She let out a deep breath and just looked down at her shoes. Sherlock felt great joy at hearing those words from Molly. His Molly, the Molly he loved dearly. He cleared his throat " Molly I know you think this is news, but it is painfully obvious. I don't do relationships. So just go find yourself someone who does. Now if you don't mind I have a kidney that needs to observed." The tears that rolled down her face hurt him deeply, he turned and left the little room. He had to leave he could watch her implode, he wanted to go back, to apologize. He wanted to kiss her and tell her that he loved her too. He wanted to hold her and never let go. But he didn't because everything that Sherlock Holmes touches eventually breaks.