Yay! Two chapters this weekend. I'm going to try to keep updating on a weekly basis. So stay tuned! Thanks for the reviews! Be sure to leave them because I love, love reading them. -E
Molly Hooper closed her door behind her before breaking down. That's what it's always been like. Keep up a smile at school, at work, with friends, with family. Then come home, close the door and break down. Everyone acted differently behind closed doors. How could I have been so stupid!? Thinking Sherlock cared for me. Thinking anyone cared for me. She picked up the DVD case for Mary Poppins still sitting on her coffee table and threw it across the room until it collided with the wall. She sat down her couch, pulled her knees to her chest and cried. Just like old times.
Mr. Sherlock Holmes sat in a trance in 221B. John asked him what was wrong as he walked past. "Nothing." He responded, although he struggled to get out the words.
"Sherlock?" John asked with more concern in his voice then before.
"I can't do this. Will you help me?"
"Help you with what?"
"I need to apologize."
"I'm sorry what? Apologize? The great Sherlock Holmes? The man who is never wrong?"
"I – I care about her. I shouldn't but my mind rebels against me. And I can't do this to her. How do I make her forgive me? What do I do?"
"Sherlock, this is wonderful!"
"How would you describe this as wonderful?"
"You're succumbing to normal human emotions and reactions!"
"John."
"Sorry, just go to her and apologize."
Molly Hooper had run out of tears to shed. She wanted to cry but no more tears could come. Every time she fancied someone they hurt her. Every single time. She just sat there in her numbness.
Sherlock Holmes was stalking off to a familiar flat close to Bart's when he passed by a particular shop. He stared into the window before pulling out his phone and sending a text to his roommate. "May you ask Molly something for me? SH"
Molly Hooper stared at a strange text she had just received. "What's your favourite flower? JW" She thought about it for a minute before responding, "Red carnations. Molly"
The great consulting detective made his purchase and left the flower shop before continuing on his way. He stood outside her door for a very long time. Rehearsing what he was going to say in his head. "Molly I am so, so sorry."
The young pathologist looked at her phone and considered calling up the man who was causing her so much grief. Thinking over what she'd say, "Sherlock can we talk?"
"And I hope you'll forgive me…"
"… I just wanted to know what that kiss meant?"
"It's tearing me apart…"
"… Because you've been acting rea-" Molly glanced over at the door. Three sharp knocks against the wood. She walked over to the door and reached for the handle. Revealing a Sherlock bearing a bundle of flowers in his hands.
"You've been crying." He noticed instantly.
"No, I haven't."
"Molly, don't lie. You know me, you know I'm right." Noticing his tone he quickly changed it. "Here, I got these for you."
"Red carnations, that's why John asked." She laughed until she remembered she was upset with the man at her door. "What are the other flowers?"
"Purple hyacinth."
"They're beautiful."
"Like you." She quickly looked up at him shocked. "Do you know what purple hyacinths meant in Victorian times?"
"No-no I, uh, I don't." She said still blushing from his compliment.
"It symbolized great sorrow and regret. They were used to ask for forgiveness." Sherlock reached out and wiped away some of the drying tears from her cheeks with his thumb. He held her face in his hand, "Please forgive me Molly.' And he leaned down towards her but she stepped back.
"Why? Why did you do it?" She said barely over a whisper.
"She told me to – to leave you alone. Otherwise you'd be hurt." He handed her the letter he received before. She took it and read it over twice.
"So, you're not worried about me getting hurt?"
"Molly Hooper, you were getting hurt from me protecting you by ignoring you. And I couldn't deal with that. This way I can be with you and protect you from her. She will not lay a finger on you. Miss. Hooper, I give you my word."