Here it is guys the second chapter, you demanded it so here it is. Thank you so much to everyone who has followed, favorited and reviewed the story it really means a lot to me and it encouraged me to get the second chapter up quicker so I hope I don't disappoint you. Thanks guys, happy reading! ;)
Chapter 2
Molly woke with a startle, her vision was blurred and her head was pounding, she squeezed her eyes shut to try and clear the blurriness and try to recall what happened during the night. When she opened her eyes again she was met with bright blue orbs staring down at her with a look of worry and a small smile that played on the face that the blue orbs belonged to, "Molly…" Sherlock said softly as he brought a hand up to stroke her cheek. As soon as Sherlock's hand made contact with Molly's cheek it all came flooding back to her what happened last night, Sherlock being in her room, them making out, Sherlock forcing his blood down her throat, him kissing her neck and biting her and draining the life out of her until she passed out… Or what she assumed was her passing out. Molly shook her head and scrambled out of Sherlock's arms and off the bed, trying to race to the bedroom door. Molly managed to open the door three inches until a large hand came and slammed the door shut and the hand stayed there keeping the door shut. She turned around to find Sherlock there standing over her, he used his unnatural vampire speed to get to the door before Molly had chance to escape.
"Molly you need to listen to me, I know you're confused and afraid right now but you running off isn't going to help and I need you to trust me." Sherlock said with a clear and calming tone that also held a hint of demand in it.
"Trust you?! You bit me Sherlock! You almost killed me!" Molly cried, trying to shove Sherlock away with all her might. "What the hell even was that Sherlock? You're teeth went all sharp and you're eyes went all bloodshot, you looked like some weird kind of vampire."
Sherlock exhaled loudly and got up into Molly's personal space. "That's because I am a vampire Molly." Sherlock said in a low tone whilst looking Molly straight in the eye to show how serious he is. "I am a vampire and… and so are you."
Molly tried to keep a straight face at hearing this but couldn't because of the ridiculousness of the idea that Sherlock was a vampire and snorted out laughing. "What? Vampire's don't exist Sherlock, they're mythical creatures-" Molly didn't get chance to finish her sentence as Sherlock slammed his hand against the door and growled in anger. Molly stilled her movements suddenly afraid.
"Vampires do exist Molly and there are plenty of us and whether you like it or not you're becoming one of us." Sherlock said in a stern, serious voice. Molly closed her eyes and shook her head back and forth disbelieving, thinking that there must be another explaination as to what happened to Sherlock." "Open your eyes Molly." Sherlock growled. Molly complied and when she opened her eyes and looked back at Sherlock she was met with bloodshot eyes with veins protruding around them.
"No!" Molly gasped and begin trembling in fear.
"Now do you believe me Molly?" Sherlock asked while he made his vampire face retract back to his human face. Molly nodded, too scared to say anything. " I know that this is a lot to take on Molly but you need to hear this." Sherlock said softly, trying not to scare her further. "I'm a vampire and you're becoming a vampire also."
"No… No I'm not." Molly replied stubbornly, not believing it.
"Yes, you are… Look…" Sherlock said whilst pulling Molly in front of a mirror and tilted her head to the side to expose her neck and show her where Sherlock had bitten her a few hours before. Molly looked into the mirror at her neck and saw two small holes that had purple- yellow bruising around them, it looked as though the holes were slowly healing but they shouldn't be, they should a lot bigger and more bruising around the holes them that. She raised a hand to her neck and touched the two marks, she flinched, the marks still tender and sore.
"You're wounding are healing Molly… Now you see?" Sherlock whispered as he leaned into Molly and inhaled her scent. Molly stood there trembling in Sherlock's arms processing that she was in fact becoming a vampire.
"Why… Why did you do this to me?" Molly whispered, her eyes starting to water. Sherlock wrapped an arm around her and pulled her flush against him, burying his head in the crook of her neck breathing in more of her scent.
"Because Molly you were human, you were weak and fragile, destined to die and I couldn't have that. You're mine Molly and I couldn't stand the thought of dying or you spending your human life with someone else, so the only that I could resolve that problem was by turning you, therefore ensuring that you wouldn't be taken away from me, it was quite a bold and selfish move to make but it solves everything don't you think?" Sherlock whispered huskily into Molly's ear, his warm breath making the hair's on Molly's neck stand on end, goose bumps spreading all over Molly's body as an involuntary shiver runs down her spin. She processes Sherlock's words, her breathes turning into quick, sharp, shallow intakes of breath as she's trying to stop herself from panicking, the tears properly forming behind her eyelids threatening to spill over as Molly tries to hold them back. Sherlock sensed that Molly was starting to panic and stroked his hand down her arm trying to soothe her.
"Molly, Molly calm down, everything's okay you're fine. Nothing bad is going to happen to you and I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Molly nodded and took deep breathes, trying to calm herself down. "Come with me, you need a drink and I'll explain everything that you need to know about being a vampire." Sherlock said softly as he moved back, releasing Molly from his arms. He holds out his hand for Molly to take, Molly nods again slightly and takes Sherlock's hand letting him guide her out of the bedroom, through the living room and into the tiny kitchen.
A few minutes later Molly was sat at her small dining table in the kitchen sipping a warm cup of tea with Sherlock sat opposite her with a cup of what Molly could only assume was a cup of blood. Molly cleared her throat "Erm Sherlock, where did you get the blood from?" Molly asked curiously.
"Bart's. There's always a supply of blood stocked away in the fridges, it's not as nice as fresh blood from the vein but it still holds the same nutrition values as it." Molly nodded and went back to sipping her tea. Sherlock watched her for a few more agonising minutes, debating on how to start this conversation.
"So… How exactly did you turn me into a vampire?" Molly asked, breaking the ice.
It was now Sherlock's turn to clear his throat before he spoke. "Um… You had to die with vampire blood in your system, hence the whole me forcing you to drink my blood and then I bit you to the point were your heart stopped beating." Molly blinked and nodded, taking in what Sherlock just said to her. "So I did die. And that's it? Now I'm a vampire?"
Sherlock shook his head his head, "No, there's one more stage you need to go through before you complete the transition and that is that you need to drink human blood." Sherlock said sternly while looking Molly in the eye to emphasis how serious he is.
Molly's breathe hitched in her throat and her next question came out raspy and raw, "And… What happens if I don't complete the transition? If I don't drink the blood?"
"It doesn't matter what would happen Molly, you are going to drink the blood and complete the transition." Sherlock snapped.
"So then tell me. If I'm going to drink the blood why does it matter if I know? What happens if I don't drink the blood Sherlock?" Molly pressed, her fingers gripping the edge of the table, leaning forward demanding answers.
Sherlock is the first to break eye contact and looks away. "If you don't drink blood within 24 hours then you'll…" Sherlock paused for an intake of breathe, "If you don't drink the blood within 24 then you'll die…" Sherlock finished off managing to look her in the eye again. Molly's eyes widened and she looked away, she was silent contemplating what Sherlock said. Sherlock sat watching Molly's body movements. Molly's hands gripped the table so tightly that her knuckles were bone white, Molly gritted her teeth and glared at Sherlock. Sherlock could obviously tell that Molly was starting to get angry with him and tried to reason with her before she did something stupid. "Now Molly…" Sherlock started but didn't get chance to finish his sentence as a resounding THWACK echoed around the room as Molly's hand slapped across Sherlock's cheek.
"How dare you!" Molly snarled, seething in anger. Sherlock didn't move, hardly effected by Molly's slapped apart from a light red mark on his cheek. "You come in here, correction, you broke in here and took the decision upon yourself to end my life and turn me into a vampire, not even considering my thoughts or thoughts on being a vampire. Hell, I didn't even know they existed or tat you even were one because you never told me! You never said a word!" Molly ranted, fuming, all of her thoughts and emotions coming out in one go. Sherlock tried to interrupt but Molly interjected him, "Shut up Sherlock!" Sherlock complied, letting Molly have her five minutes to rant. "You know what Sherlock? You're selfish, you're a monster, you made the decision to end my human life and changed my life forever for a reason I still don't understand because you've never shown any interest in me before and even if you did you could've done the normal thing and asked me out on a date and told me in your own time 'oh by the way I'm a vampire' but no! You had to skip all that out and go straight to turning me and now I've got less then 24 hours to decide whether I want to turn or not and…" Molly didn't finish, getting worked up and went to hit Sherlock again but he grabbed hold of her wrist half way, before she made contact with his face, and gripped it tightly.
He gritted his teeth together and growled out "Enough." Molly tried to pull her wrist away but Sherlock gripped it tighter in warning. Sherlock inhaled deeply in an attempt to calm himself down. "I know that this is a huge change and that I probably could've gone around doing things differently but I haven't. Despite what you might think you're ready for this Molly, you can do this and think of all the perks of being a vampire, the strength, the agility, never aging, never dying, being able to heal yourself when you're injured and all of the…" Sherlock stopped himself before he said the next word but Molly finished it for him.
"…Blood, you mean all the blood. No Sherlock I'm sorry but I'm not doing this, I'm not going to hurt innocent people for personal gain."
Sherlock snarled and glared at her, "You don't have a choice in the matter Molly, you are going to drink the blood because I am not going to lose you again. I need you Molly and I'm not letting you go." Sherlock's eyes softened at the next words he spoke, " I know that I have treated you harshly and unfairly Molly and for that I am truly sorry but I have always had feelings for you but I couldn't pursue in them because of what I am. I have a strong urge to protect you and you have this hold over me that no one else does. I need you and I would like for to give us a shot, please Molly?" Sherlock pleaded. "Please give me a second chance Molly, I promise that I will look after you forever, you'll love being a vampire and I'll be ere to help you every of the way, you won't lose control and there are ways of drinking blood from the vein without harming the humans." Sherlock grasped hold of Molly's hands and placed the cup of blood on the table between the. "Please Molly… Drink." Sherlock looked lovingly into Molly eyes, her gaze wondered at the cup sat on the table between her hands and back up to Sherlock before lifting the cup of blood up to her lips and taking a sip. At first the blood tasted horrible and metallic, she wanted to wretch it back up but after the second sip she found herself getting used to the taste, she found herself craving it, wanting more and before she knew it the entire cup was empty.
Molly doesn't know what possessed her to drink the blood and seal her fate but the look in Sherlock's eyes as he spoke to her she knew she had to do this, to give him, to give them a shot, yes Sherlock could've gone about doing things differently, better, but this is Sherlock, he's not overly fond on affection or love and nor does he know how to show it. But one thing Molly Hooper was certain on was that she had to do this, she had to try because he was her one weakness. He was her weakness as much as she was his.
And there you have it, the second chapter, I hope that it was a sufficient read and that I haven't disappointed any of you. Molly will be adapting to her new life as a vampire in the next chapter and there will be more Sherlolly action. Also I just wanted to let you know that I can't just have this as a one shot and it will be a full blown story.
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