Dangerous Love

chapter 13 - Sherlock's POV

Please read the author's note at the bottom :) thanks!

He woke up. Sore as hell. Sherlock was also still on the road. Like in the middle of the road. This road must've not been frequented by cars often if he had been out for God knows how long.

Sherlock looked at his phone. The screen was smashed but it was still workable. The date was the next day(i don't think i've ever specified the day, so you can make it up) and it was 8:27 in the morning. Sherlock had been out for a while.

Sherlock tried to get up so he could look around better. As soon as he stood up, he fell back down due to his knee cap absolutely shattered. Sherlock hurt all over. His shoulder was making his vision blurry. He also had a concussion which didn't help the matter. His jaw was obviously broken and he couldn't even move it without crying out in immense pain. His stomach hurt with every breath.

Sherlock layed (lied?) down on the asphalt road once more. He couldn't think of what to do. There wasn't anyone to call. Well he could call Molly. What if she said something to John? Mycroft was out of the question obviously. There wasn't anyone else Sherlock could call to assist him in getting up to start.

Finally, Sherlock decided to call Molly. He dialled her number. He almost hung up due to the fact that she thought of Sherlock as dead. Nevertheless he called Molly Hooper.

"Ring! Ring! Ring!"

The call almost went to voicemail. Almost is the key word to that sentence.

"Hel..Hello?"

Sherlock was suprised she answered and didn't know what to say.

"Who is this? Don't play games with me!"

Sherlock gathered some courage and uttered one word that would make Molly Hooper burst into tears.

"Hello".

"Sher...Sherlock?! Oh, oh my God. I can't believe. You, you died! How, how is this even possible? Oh my God, oh my GOD!"

"Calm down Molly. It's all right. Everything is okay. It's all right. I... I need your help with something. It's a bit urgent."

"Yes. Yes of course Sherlock. What is it? I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Molly, I don't exactly know where I am. I'm a bit away from the city and I'm currently lying on an empty stretch of road."

"Well what are you doing in the middle of the road?!"

"Trying not to pass out from excruciating pain Molly. Take your time, but hurry the bloody hell up."

Sherlock was in so much pain. He was breathing heavily. His teeth clenched together as if it would help the pain to go away.

"Y...Yes of course. I'm leaving right now. I'll drive around everywhere I can think of okay Sherlock? Play music really loud or something, so I can hear if your close. I'm leaving right now."

"Alright Molly. I've got to go okay? I'll see you hopefully soon."

"Oh, Sherlock, before you hang up, should I bring my first aid kit?"

"Molly, that kit will do nothing to fix my injuries. Just get here as fast as you can and fix me up back at St. Bart's okay?"

"Alright. I'm in the car now. See you soon Sherlock. Stay safe alright?"

Sherlock hung up. His phone wasn't at 100% when he called Molly and it certainly wasn't at 100% now. Sherlock went on his photo gallery. He scrolled through until he found some of the videos he had of him playing.