Chapter 4 - Misguided Illusions
The sun was just shy of touching the horizon as Molly awoke from slumber.
Groggily, she opened her eyes and then proceeded to jump to full alertness as she realized she was not at home, as she had presumed but lay in the grass in Elysian Meadow.
Shock coursed through her. She knew that her father would be wondering where she was.
As she stood up, a pang jolted in her heart.
"Wha.. what was that?" Doubled over, Molly grabbed at her chest seeking to ease her pain.
"You will always be longing for me... Surely you have already felt a deep setted pain, an ache that grew stronger with each passing day?"
Molly thought back to earlier. She hadn't felt any pain then...
Her head shot up, quickly scanning the surrounding area. Sherlock was nowhere to be seen.
Heart already in turmoil, she sank back down. She barely knew the man but her heart tore within her as she realized he had left her.
"I will be able to return to my true form once my Zeiss and I complete our mating and it results in a child... And as I would like to return to that form as soon as possible, why don't we get started?"
Breathing slowly as she was taught to in a stressful situation, Molly carefully took stock of her body.
She felt sore, she hurt, her muscles whimpered in agony. The most pain caused by her wayward heart.
She stretched her arms, her legs. She turned side to side, examining and testing each part.
'Dear god! He didn't... he couldn't! Would he?'Her father had warned her, hell, even he warned her that her misguided trust in someone can be disastrous. Now here she was, feeling ashamed, spoiled, unworthy.
How could she explain this to her father? She wouldn't. If she did, her father would demand an explanation and what would she say?
Molly threw her face into her hands, chest convulsing as she mourned.
She sat there for some time longer, only rising once more to trudge homeward as the setting sun urged her on.
Numblessly, Molly walked through the woods, ignoring the flora and foilage she normally admired.
She blocked out the noise of the village folk haggling and gossiping.
She let her tired feet lead her home, not caring that her outward demeanor scowled. She felt far worse on the inside for allowing such a thing to happen to her.
"Molly dear, you finally made it back. I was wondering if I might've needed to send out a party to find you!" Her father teasingly greeted her. "I have things taken care of it here for now but you could you start packing your room?"
Molly nodded, silently moving to her room.
For as much as she cursed this move, after the events that had transpired she would be more than glad to get away, to keep her secret safe.
As the door closed behind her a new, terrifying though crossed her mind.
A Zalor and a Zeiss were supposed to have progeny. Children resulted from... and she... he...
Bile rose in her throat at the nauseous thought. Might she be pregnant because of his indiscretions?
She had thought she might have be able to keep Sherlock and his acts a secret but a child in her womb. would definitely reveal her secret.
"Curse you Sherlock!" Molly uttered through clenched teeth. "I hate you!"
She threw herself into packing her worldly belongings. Every item seemed to scold her, to ridicule and shame her.
Her mother, if she were still alive, would be heartbroken at the thought of her young daughter's infidelity.
She placed her things aside and carefully prepared for bed, noting with each moment the sore state of her body.
Slowly, she crawled into bed, hoping sleep would overall her quickly.
'Why me?'
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