Chapter 3
Molly and Sherlock were the last people walking after the rest of their friends went down different roads to get home.
She was far too nervous to talk to him so much of their journey was silent. She carried on walking in the rain for a few more minutes, before she realised the rain had stopped, but she looked around and it was still pouring. She looked up and hovering above her head was a black umbrella, she looked behind her to see Sherlock walking in the rain holding his umbrella over her.
"I just thought you've had a bad enough day as it is without the rain." He was practically shouting.
"Thankyou, you know you can come under too." She said inviting him under with her hand.
"I'm fine, it's no bother" He said smiling, his wet curls were drooping down past his eyes.
She took him but the arm and pulled him under the umbrella, "well if you insist" he joked.
Despite the ice being well broken, they carried on in silence, until it came to the road that Sherlock had to walk down. They stood staring at each other for a few seconds before he said, "here take my umbrella, it's only a short walk and if you want to you can return it tomorrow, but you don't have to I have plenty of identical ones at home." He hugged her awkwardly around the umbrella, handed it to her then ran off into the road.
She nearly died, her crush, the boy she loved had just hugged her, she was blushing so much. She carried on home with a skip in her step.
When she arrived at her front door, she dug around in her pocket to try and find her keys, when she did she put them in the door, but it opened before she turned the lock.
"Dad! I didn't want to disturb you I thought you were sleeping"
"I was but I could hear this racket from my room."
Still in the rain she said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll keep them in a better place next time." She smiled up at him but his face was emotionless. She walked up the steps and past him into the house. As she brushed past him, she could smell alcohol, he was day drunk...again.
She started up the stairs but he grabbed her arm, "Where did this umbrella come from?" he asked angrily.
"Sherlock gave it to me because I forgot mine" She said nervously.
"Sherlock! Who the fuck is Sherlock?" he spat out the name.
"A boy at school," she said shaking him off before running up the stairs.
She ran into her room and tried to shut the door but he was at her heals and his stopped the door with his foot, forcing his way on he said, "now that's no way to talk to your father now is it?"
So that's chapter 3 I hope you enjoyed it, sorry it's so short. I'll try to write up as much as I can tonight and hopefully I'll upload tomorrow :)
