" This doesn't make any sense! It's highly repulsive, I might add," Sherlock exclaimed watching the computer.
" Quiet ya given me a headache!" Alex exclaimed.
She was laying on the couch with an ice pack on her head. Her whole body was in pain. It felt as if she was on fire. Though she wouldn't admit it, but she wished she wouldn't go looking for fights all the time. But now, that she got into the fight, John wouldn't let her leave the flat. He deliberately made sure that Sherlock kept her in. which, by the way, made them both agitated.
Alex heard the door open and she jumped up ignoring the pain. John came in to see both the Holmes with there arms crossed. He took a step back and the Holmes took a step forwards.
" All right, out with it" John said.
" He is insane! Won't leave me alone, mumbles and yells at the telle, I mean TV, and will not stop moving!" Alex exclaimed.
" She keeps complaining! Moans in her sleep, won't eat a thing," He takes a step forwards," is this how I am?" Sherlock asks.
" Yes. And it's not my fault she goes looken for fights! I am tryen to make sure you ok, " The Doctor turned towards Alex, "Why do you turn away from us?"
Alex watched as both the men turned towards her waiting for an answer.
" I'm leaven this bloody flat," Alex said walking past John .
" Alex , what's wrong?" John was thoroughly puzzled.
" All the people I love, die." She mumbled leaving the flat.
Alex took out a cigarette and lit it. She brought the sick, twisted, beautiful thing to her lips and smiled . She loved it; she hated it. She wished she had more.
" You now those things kill you." a voice told her.
" Yep and that's the beautiful thing. So good yet so deadly." Alex turned to see a man.
He was tall and lean. Wearing only a pair of jeans. And in his hands was a lit cigarette. He smiled his brilliant white teeth. His blond hair whipped in the wind.
" looks like your die'n with me then." Alex laughed at her joke.
" Not a bad way to die." He says.
He walks over to her and put his hands on her hips. He brings her lips to his and kisses her lightly. But it leaves Alex wanting more. She brings her hands to his hair. They kissed for a while, until the break apart gasping for air.
" Jack! My names Jack." He looks at her smiling " Want to see a movie?"
" What movie?" Alex asks.
" Any one!" He said grabbing her arm and running to the theater.
" Oh that was a good one!" I exclaim.
" Should be paid 20 dollars for it" He said eyen me." Your beautiful, no that word doesn't give you justice. Your amazing, your hot."
" Wow that's how you finish it off. Well you should know I am not a woman to be pushed around, I'm a Rebel. And I don't play by the rules. What about you, Jack the Giant Slayer, are you a rebel?" I ask.
" It depends on the rule. What is the rule?" He says flirting with me.
" The rule that we have to be bondage." I hold out my hand " lets get rid of the red tape Hm-mm?"
He smiles taking my hand. We run away as if were racing from the law. We find a used car lot and pick the right one. I quickly hot-wire the car and wait for him. Jack jumps in and his green eyes sparkle. He loves the thrill as much as I do.
" Well as my dad would say, 'drive it like you stole it' " Jack yells and I floor it.
We yell and scream as we almost hit on going traffic. I can feel the rush of terror hit me like a cannon. There are red and blue light flooding my eyes. I want more than any thing to just stop the car, but I hear a voice telling me to keep going. I know it, it's me.
We keep the chase going till we run out of fuel. We modestly pull over and when the officer comes we say together " hello officer, do we have a problem here?" we laugh and are 'taken in.' I look down as Sherlock scowls at me and John just looks sad . I hate his pity. What did I do to deserve pity?