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Warning: This chapter contains adult language.
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Toxic – Chapter 4
The time in the room stopped completely, not only for Sherlock, but also for the others.
Sherlock found Molly in the middle of the cell, her complexion was pale, more than usual, she was dressed just like Euros, only with a blue cardigan, her blue cardigan. She had her right hand bandaged, her face a little thinner than the last time he saw her. The side of her left eye and her cheekbone were slightly violet, a blow that was already being lost in time.
Her lips were the usual pink color but they were cracked, some blows passed by. She had a long braid, her hair had grown quite to her hips. He still kept hers, hidden. Sometimes he took her in his hands and looked at for hours.
Sherlock felt the world move beneath his feet, his hands began to sweat and he felt nauseous for a moment, he was not prepared to see her, not there, he had surrendered in his search. Guilt came back into his body and mind. He realized that his own eyes were about to collapse, quickly swallowed everything in his throat. He could not afford to react like this, not him, the consulting detective who did not need his feelings to function at the %100.
Molly devoured Sherlock with her eyes, never stopped looking at him, the detective did the same. They looked at what seemed like an eternity, and in reality just were seconds. They were not blinking, were analyzing each other, like two prey to be killed or eaten.
"Molly…" Sherlock broke the silence, more a lament than an affirmation. "How can it be possible?" Sherlock asked, his eyes wide with surprise.
Molly said nothing, her face as hard as ice, her expression even harder than a wall. Her look emanated hate, only hatred. Rested her left hand on her right elbow, with her right hand began to caress her braid. She moved slowly toward the transparent wall that separated her from who was once the love of her life.
As she walked, a half smile appeared, a smile that did not reach her eyes.
Euros appears on the screen. Before can say a word, Mycroft asks for a response.
"What the hell is this? How is this possible sister? This can not be!" Said an angry Mycroft "How long have you been here with Dr. Hooper? I've never seen her!"
"Easy, quiet little brother, there is plenty of time to talk, I do what I want with this prison and you know it. It is not very difficult to deduce."
John was frozen to see Molly after five years. She was a sweet person and now became the opposite.
Sherlock went to the glass.
"Molly, I ... where have you been?" asked softly, did not want Euros to see him altered.
Molly stepped very close to the glass.
"Sherlock Holmes" Molly said, standing right in front of him. "It's been some time since you gave me to Jim" She said with such bitterness that it was a direct blow to his face.
Only the wall separated them. They were two different worlds, much can change in five years and she was the definitive proof, only she knows that was what happened in that time. Sherlock only knew that she was intoxicated and broken from all the pain that only caused her because of him. No one else's.
"That's not the case, you heard something out of context, the day Moriarty came to get you and showed you that recording, that ... I was actually ... but ... " He did not know how to express his words "I did it because I wanted to protect you from him"
Molly laughed. "Even you don't believe your words." She pressed her lower lip with her teeth. "You really are too bad to protect people, Sherlock." His name said it as if he were repulsive.
She was hard, her attitude and words, but he knew he deserved it.
"You left me at the mercy of his hands, you made me lose important things, you ended my career and profession, you did not give me the opportunity to be happy with someone else, just for the simple fact that you needed me to be damned for you. Always, you always took advantage of that, and look where I ended, with your sister's insane here, she's really crazy, I was not expecting anything more from a sister of yours."
Sherlock did not look away from her at any moment.
"Because of you. Because of you, that stupid game between you and that asshole I goes through things you can not imagine, my life has been hell !" Molly screamed "I'm sure you did not even try to find me, or maybe yes, because how were you going to enter Bart's?!" He clenched her fist in her braid.
"You know that's not true, please let me explain, it's my fault I know, I can not do anything to remedy this but let me at least explain!"
"I do not want to hear any silly excuses, it's not time. I just know that people are bad, and you are part of those people. You really don't have a heart, you just hurt. But now we're the same, I don't have one either." She said with the tip of her finger to the glass at the height of his chest.
Sherlock shuddered inside.
Euros finally speak. Molly walked away from Sherlock, gave her back to massage her temples.
"Well, well, guys. Do not fight, look Sherlock, I'll show you a video and if you can refute it, I'll let Molly go with you. And you Molly, do not be naughty and watch your mouth."
"Shut the fuck up. You are insane, fuck you " She said coldly.
Euros smiled at her comment. "I love that girl"
Molly went to the glass and looked at John. Her gaze softened instantly, a trace of the Molly that was appeared before them. " John ... " said looking at his hand "congratulations " her smile was warm and true, but sad .John was moved "Thank you Molly " answered with a sad smile.
Sherlock was still in the same place, near Molly's cell, following in all her steps, she knew he was watching her. He saw that there was still a trace of what it was.
"Well here it goes" comment Euros.
On the screen appear Jim Moriarty and Molly, they were in her house. It was the moment Jim took her, the moment when showed her the recording.
Sherlock saw perfectly how Molly changed her expression, her eyes were afraid, she put a hand to her mouth, he realized that Molly felt nauseous. She was tense, emotionally collapsed. He clenched his fists. "Shit" he thought, did not want to see her like this. "It's my fault"
In the video, Moriarty was harassing Molly, she had her hair short and a kind of improvised bandage on her right arm, totally covered in blood. "A stab in the arm." Molly's hair came up only to her shoulders. "He had already cut the braid and written the message on the wall and she put the bandage on her arm." Sherlock's mind did not want to miss a single detail.
Molly tried to get away from him to take her cell phone, which was a short distance from it. But he took her by the throat.
"Oh no, no, Molly is in vain that you call him, he will not come to help you." Moriarty said.
Molly was on the floor taking her bloody arm. Her face was white, she was afraid. Sherlock tried to control himself, his hands began to tremble. "She needed me" he thought.
The moment Moriarty heard the recording came, Molly's face buried between her knees and her chest. It heard her cry, She was disappointed and the pain she felt could pierce the screen.
Sherlock did not have the courage to turn to see her behind the glass.
The video was cut.
John had a hand on his chest and stared at the floor, shaking his head. Sherlock felt his heart shake, he could no longer control it and turned to see her, Molly was in the far corner of the room, she looked like a cornered animal. She looked at Sherlock like the first time the light went on, with hatred, without blinking.
Euros appeared on the screen.
"Sherlock, I'll let Molly leave here if you can refute this, you must convince her that this we just saw, that your voice on that recording is wrong, say it, you know what I'm talking about, do not be shy little brother." Perversely she demanded.
Sherlock was in an internal debate, the moment had arrived that he feared the most, a moment in which he had to expose himself before everyone, but he had to do it, was the only thing that could do to free Molly from this.
"Say you are sorry, say what you feel" order Euros.
Sherlock approached, his chest rising and falling. Molly also approached, they were face to face.
"You can not even do this for me, you're a coward" Molly said, looking at him with hatred.
"I ... I'm sorry, Molly " Sherlock turns to see Mycroft and John, both nods. "Moriarty realized that ... I felt things for you ... that I feel things for you even, I said that because I wanted to get you out of the Map, I did not want you to fall into the hands of my enemies, I try, I really try and I'm sorry, I've searched for you for years, I swear."
Molly's expression softened a little.
"I ... feel things for you Molly ... believe me, you know me more than anyone, you know I'm not lying" he said seriously
"Prove it" said Molly.
Sherlock swallowed. Molly looked at his lips and brought her hand to his neck. He closed his eyes.
"I'm ... in love with you, Molly Hooper" he said seriously.
Molly's eyes dilated as did Sherlock's.
"Do you love Me?" Molly asked.
"Let's go Sherlock, convince me, you'll take her with you when this is over." Euros talked.
"... I love you ... " Sherlock confesses
The hard expression on Molly's face was serene. An earthquake shook her inside, she always dreamed of this moment, her face relaxed, she was shaken. A smile passed over her face to return to have the same tough expression before, the hate won the battle.
"It's a shame Sherlock" Molly said, looking into his eyes. "I do not love you any more."