Memory
Dani
The music boomed through the speakers.
'Over the hills across a blue lake, that's where I had my first heartbreak…'
Dani smiled as Adam brought over a tray of shots. "Thanks Adam!" she beamed, picking a shot off the tray the moment he set it on the table. "Cheers" she said quickly before downing the shot. She grimaced at the strong taste and turned back to Adam who was following her lead and taking a shot.
Adam was her first friend in London, they met in fresher's week and had been friends ever since. He was attractive in a trying too hard way. He wasn't naturally attractive like Sherlock. She mentally pinched herself, why did she think that? Sherlock was her flatmate and a know it all, she would not fall for him. She turned her attention back to Adam who was wearing a pair of chino's and a branded top. His 'natural' blonde hair was pushed away from his face in a fashionable quiff and he smiled at her longingly.
Dani was fully aware that he had liked her since the moment they met but had always made it clear that they were only friends. He still however would flirt like crazy and attempt to seduce her, which all ended in a solid rejection.
"How was the move?" Adam said, raising his voice above the loud music.
"It was alright I guess" she responded, picking up a shot and drinking it quickly.
"And your flatmate, what is she like?" he said calmly.
"He's interesting" she said, a smile creeping onto her face.
"He? Your flatmate is a man?" he asked frantically, his eyes widening.
He was jealous; she smiled at the thought "Yeah. I thought I mentioned that." She said calmly. Quickly drinking another shot, she slammed the glass back down as her vision became blurred. Her head was fuzzy and her ears ringing. He smiled at her as she continued "he's amazing and gorgeous. The incredible Sherlock Holmes"
Adam let out a fake laugh and pushed another shot in her hand. She took it obediently and gulped it down. She smiled at him and he grinned widely at her.
She blinked furiously as her vision got darker "Adam…" she said quickly as her vision faded and she fell into darkness.
She woke up in a dark room with someone snoring next to her loudly. She had no recollection of what happened last night and how she ended up in bed. She leaned forward, the sheet slipping from her revealing her underwear. The little light from her phone besides her was enough for her to see that she was in her room. Her new room in her new flat, she pushed her legs out of the bed and stood up.
Her head banging, she brought her hand up to her head and stumbled towards the door. How could I be this drunk? She remembered the few shots she had drunk but couldn't remember anything else. She looked back at her bed, Adam was sprawled in her bed, in a deep sleep.
Adam, her mind screamed and she gripped her head harder. How the heck did that happen?
She fumbled for the door handle and opened the door. She made her way slowly down the stairs, fighting against the fuzziness in her head. She was five steps from the bottom when her legs gave way and she tumbled head first.
She summersaulted in the air, narrowly missing landing on her head, her back crashed against the stairs.
The impact of her body on the wooden floor made a loud echoing sound as she screamed. Her head began to pound even more as she breathed heavily. She heard footsteps approaching and looked to the side.
"Danielle" Sherlock knelt beside her, his hands resting on her back and shoulder. She noticed that he was wearing silk pyjama bottoms and a matching dressing gown. He isn't wearing a shirt, Dani resists the urge to reach out and touch his bare chest.
"Sherlock" she said quickly, trying to lift herself up. He helped her to her feet and walked her into the kitchen. She sat on the wooden chair as he poured her a glass of water.
He placed the water in front of her and stared at her.
She blushes remembering she is wearing just her underwear, Sherlock sensing her embarrassment takes the dressing gown he is wearing off and drapes it over her shoulders. She smiled in thanks and gulps at the water.
He sits adjacent to her "too much to drink." He says simply and she frowns putting the drink down.
"I guess but I just don't remember drinking that much" she muttered, looking at her hands in shame. He rose his eye brow.
"I believe that alcohol does have that affect, I have often had to deal with John and his intoxication."
She breathed "I've never been that drunk. I've never let myself."
He frowned at her and leaned forward "what do you remember?"
"I…I remember being in the club with Adam, my friend. We were talking and I had a drink then everything stops. My mind went black."
"I presume that Adam is the man in your room" he said tartly and she gasped.
"That's the thing Sherlock; I would never sleep with Adam. Intoxicate or not, I've made that clear from the moment I met him" she blurted out. He lent back and steeple his hands under his chin.
Dani pushes herself forward in the chair, tensing her shoulders "When I was fifteen I was in pretty bad shape, my parents were dead and I was living with my brother who was away working most of the time. I would go out and party most nights. I would drink all the time, alcohol was the only thing I would drink. I got hooked on drugs pretty quickly, I was in a really bad place." She paused and took in a large breath "it took me a while to get clean, my brother when he came back pushed me in the right direction. He helped me to get the grades I needed for college, he died shortly after and I was so close to relapsing but I was able to stay on track and complete collage. I got good enough grades for university."
She hung her head down and ran her hands over her face. "that's how I know that I didn't get that drunk Sherlock, I can't remember anything from last night."
Sherlock leaned towards her, his eyes watching hers. "Dizziness and disorientation caused you to fall down the stairs earlier. You also have difficulty standing or walking that much is clear, you were rendered unconscious, the marks on your arms suggest large hands were supporting you. The amnesia effect would suggest the effects of alcohol mixed with Rohypnol."
Dani almost gasped at the word and threw herself back on the chair "a date rape drug?"
"It seems entirely possible" Sherlock answered, his eyes shifting to the ceiling.
"Adam?" she questioned.
Sherlock sighed "The two of you were out last night and then came home together in a drunken manner."
Dani shifted in her seat, the anger bubbling up inside her "Fucking dick" she cried out before standing up and running up the stairs.
She pushed open the door purposely creating a loud bang, Adam jumped at the sound, leaning up.
"What are you playing at Dani?" he yelled.
"What am I playing at?" she screamed "I didn't drug someone."
She stalked across the room and pulled the sheet off of him. He stood up, wearing on his boxers.
"What are you talking about Dani?" he asked frantically, the worry sharp on his face.
"I live with a fucking detective, did you really think that you'd get away with this." She screamed at him "get out." She jumped over the bed across to wear he was standing and pushed him.
"Dani, think about this what possible reason would I have for drugging you?" he argues, edging towards the door as she pushed him.
"Probably to get into my bed" she replied quickly, trying to push him further and further out of the door. He stood sturdily, her pushes barley affecting his posture. "Get out, get the fuck out!"
She pushed him harder and he almost stumbled, he laughed at her.
"Get out of my house!" she screamed, bringing her fist into his jaw. His head fell down and he cried out in pain. "Get the picture now!"
"You bitch" he snapped, pushing hard against her chest. She fell backward, landing on the floor.
"Just get out." She said hopelessly as the tears began to form. She registered the footsteps coming towards her and looked up to see Sherlock stalking across the room to where Adam stood.
"You were asked to leave" he said simply, resting his hands softly on her arms and pulling her to her feet.
"This is nothing to do with you" Adam spat at him and Sherlock looked at him blankly, his body pressed against the side of hers. He let go of her arm and frowned.
"You were the one who drugged and raped someone last night, get out." His voice raised as he finished and Adam bared his teeth widely.
He grabbed his crumpled clothes of the floor and ran through the house, at the sound of the door closing she exhaled loudly.
Sherlock turned to face her as a tear fell down her cheek "thanks" she muttered, taking off the dressing gown and thrusting it into his arms.
She turned away from Sherlock and let the tears fall freely down her cheeks. She wouldn't let Sherlock see her cry, she couldn't let her see him cry. Sherlock walked slowly out the room and closed the door.
Dani screamed and clawed at her skin. She felt dirty and used. She allowed her body to crumple on the floor and hugged her legs as she cried.