Molly brought me back to her flat, where she was alone again, and made me a cup of tea. So far, she had avoided the subject of John and attempted to engage me in other conversations. However, my will power was great enough to ignore her and contemplate my problems. I nodded and grunted occasionally. Finally I could bear it no longer.
"What am I going to do?" I blurted out, cutting Molly off midsentence. "He was my whole life." My eyes started to water again. Molly looked at me sadly, but there was something else in her eyes that I couldn't quite name. I ignored it. She screwed her face up, as if something was confusing her. It was a look I saw often.
Her face suddenly lit up. "Call him."
"Huh?" I said, "what?
"Call John. Call his mobile." Of course, why didn't I think of that, two days I've been moping? I should have just called him. I fumbled with my pocket trying to find my iPhone. I started to type but my hands were shaking too badly. Molly prised my fingers off the phone and dialled the number for me. I nodded my thanks and pressed the phone to my ear. Since when did I become this fragile?
The phone rang a number of times – I couldn't be bothered to count them – and then went to answerphone. I told myself it didn't mean he was ignoring me, he was just… busy. Yeah, that was it, busy. I decided not to leave a message, he would know everything I had to say anyway.
"Sherlock?" I had forgotten Molly was here.
"Answerphone," I replied. I sighed, squeezed my eyes shut, and when I looked up, Molly was taking my hand and leading me to sit on the plush sofa. We sat down and she put her arm around me. I tensed up at her touch, but didn't back away. It felt strange, being embraced by a female who wasn't my mother or Mrs Hudson. I wasn't sure I enjoyed it, but Molly seemed to have forgotten everything else.
"Molly, what shall I do?" I had lost all hope.
"Well, just because it went to answerphone doesn't mean he doesn't care. Stay here for a bit, in my spare bedroom." Molly was always helpful, that's why I knew I could count on her.
A/N: Do you think I should do one chapter on what John is thinking? Not what he's doing, that would give it away, just his thoughts/feelings?
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