Hello! I'm back with chapter two. Sorry it took me a little while to do this, I was doing a role play story on kik with someone so it was hard switching in between stories haha but I got it done none the less. I hope you like this chapter, it is really uneventful until the end but you know, shit happens. I promise tomorrow's will be better and we may even have some Sherlock that has emotions in it ;)
We'll see...
Ok and just for the record the song at the very beginning that molly listens to is "Na Na Na" by My Chemical Romance, one of the most amazing bands ever. Plus I use it as a ringtone too haha.
okay. See you on the other side!
-Katie-
"Oh let me tell you bout the sand man! Shut up and let me see your jazz hands. Remember when you was a mad man, thought you was bat man, and hit the party with a gas can. Kiss me you animal!"
Molly groans as her phone starts blaring out the song she chose for her alarm.
"Oh crap it's Monday…" She says. She presses the 'off' button on the phone screen and rolls over,
"Well maybe just a few more minutes"
A half hour later…
"Molly Louise Hooper get your ass out of bed this instant or you'll be late for school!" her mother shouted pounded on her door.
"No mom, I don't want to go!" She groans and yells into her pillow.
"If you don't get up then I'm dragging you out of bed and making you walk to school and just to make sure you actually do go to school, I'll follow you in the car! I have nothing better to do anyway so I suggest we do this the easy way and I'll just give you a ride. You have 15 minutes to get ready, I'll be downstairs in the car." With that her mother banged on the door once more and then went downstairs.
Molly rolled out of bed and began shrugging her clothes off and putting new ones on, when she pulled her jumper off she cried out. She had forgotten completely about the cuts on her wrist, some looked pretty deep.
"Molly are you alright up there?" her father called from the bottom of the stairs.
"Yeah dad I'm fine I just ah, stubbed my toe!" She yelled back.
With that she finished getting ready, not putting on make-up because she thought she looked ugly either way and skipped breakfast, meeting her mom in the car, and went to school.
Lunch time; Molly's favorite time of the day. She would usually eat something small and then use the remaining period to listen to John and Sherlock talk their mouths off or she would go to the band practice rooms if she wanted to think and play piano.
Today was definitely a thinking day, she decided, and with that she walked into the lunch room and sat at the normal table that she sits at with John and Sherlock. Her…friends?
She cursed herself at the fact that she forgot her lunch and didn't have money to buy her lunch with so she just sat at the table and leaned on the table with her head on her arm because suddenly the floor became very interesting while she was trying hard to hold back tears because she suddenly became very sad.
"Hey Molls, you alright?" the always kind voice of John Watson asked her, taking a seat next to hear.
She blinked rapidly for a few seconds to get the tears out of her eyes before lifting her head and smiling a little too brightly.
"Of course John, I just had sort of … a ong night is all" she said.
Just then Sherlock walked in.
'Curse his cheekbones and his eyes and his face and his everything' Molly thought. She couldn't help but stare at him. His obnoxiously beautiful body and brilliant mind was too much for her not to stare at whenever he walked into a room. She liked him. Really liked him and hated herself because she was sure that he would never go for someone like her, especially since she was younger than him.
"Afternoon John and Molly" he said, taking a seat next to John.
"Oh hey Sherlock, what did you get on Mr. Matthew's trigonometry test? I got a 79% on it, but it was really hard don't you think?" John asked Sherlock.
"Oh that? That was child's play, I finished it in 10 minutes and got a 98% on it. In my rush I forgot to see the last question because the idiot teacher put it by itself on the back of the last page so I didn't even know it was there. After I completed the test Mr. Matthew's allowed me to go to the science lab and I was able to do experiments to determine how long it takes for a toe to grow a parasite when not attached to the foot!" Sherlock explained
Before John could get in word Molly spoke up.
"Wow, really? That's really fascinating actually," She blurts out and then blushes while Sherlock raises an eyebrow.
"Oh um sorry" she says quietly before looking down, she then pulls out her phone and starts typing a message to her mom, asking what they were having for dinner that night.
Sherlock and John shrug it off and go into a conversation about who their science teacher was having an affair on her husband with when Molly spoke again.
"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to go down by the band room" she said quietly and then she got up and started walking away.
"Well, bye John, I'm going to the science lab to finish an experiment, I'll see you in gym, yeah?" Sherlock then said, getting up and following Molly.
"Ooookay" John said when he spotted the girl that he liked, Mary, and went over to say hello.
Molly was too lost in her own mind to notice that Sherlock had started following her so when the first few tears started falling down her cheeks, she didn't care. She had been doing that a lot lately, not caring about anything, she was just too tired to.
When she finally reached the practices room, she was relieved to find it deserted except for the saxophone player that always seemed to be there. Molly then went to the one at the very end of the hallway that no one usually went to, but she always did. Once she was sure that the door was firmly shut behind her she sat down on the bench in front of the piano and broke out in sobs. She hugged her knees to her chest and buried her head into them, she could tell that she was getting some kind of panic attack.
"Why me?" she said to the air around her. She started to shake.
"What did I do…" She then pulled up her sleeve and looked at the cuts on her arm. A wave of self-hatred coursed through her and she started to scratch at them with her other hand. She felt so helpless and ugly and stupid in that moment that didn't even hear the door open until it was too late.
"Molly? What the hell are you doing!"
Ah yes... A nice cliffhanger for y'all. It's pretty obvious who it is though so it's more a cliffhanger on where their conversation is going to go. So yeah, Molly is in a really bad spot mentally yeah :/. Well don't fret my readers. Her knight in shining armor will do what he can. But first they need to have DUN DUN DUN! a talk. About, well everything. So yeah, that will be tomorrow. I may or may not skip writing a chapter on sunday since sherlock will be on (haskdgjawklgjoiae) or i'll just wake up early (early being noon) to write it before sherlock comes on (it'll be 2:30 pm where i live cos im livestreaming it) so yeah. See you next time around!.
-Katie-
