O n l y e x c e p t i o n ~м o r ι a r т y ~(Moriarty X Other Character)

(VI) Playing God

''How about you give me a lil' kiss?''

He swished the blade around his mouth like it were gum. I swung my head back trying to keep distance between us, there was no use in trying to get away, he's stronger than me and it made me feel sick. The feeling in my gut was awful, I felt worthless, I felt weak. I was scared. My heart beat was so fast I felt like I was going to have some type of heart attack. 

''Where'd you get that dress?'' his cold shaky hand rested on my thigh, ''What are you hidin' underneath? I haven't seen you in so long, how'd I let you get away? such a pretty lil' thing like you.. ''.  

''Talk to me. I haven't heard your sweet voice in awhile.'' 

I swallowed, closing my eyes shaking my head ever so slightly. I didn't want to, I could feel warm tears welding up in my eyes. How did this happen so fast. ''ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?'' he yelled this time loosing his temper - I gagged at the disgusting  smell of his breath.

His expression turned into pure anger, he leaned down - the blade in his mouth in between his lips. ''Kiss me.'' he breathed. I felt the sharp object glide across my cheek, drawing blood. He grabbed my wrist roughly dragging me away '' I'll make sure you will not get away this time.'' 

I couldn't hold it in much longer and soon tears streamed down my cheeks. ''Come on, before people see.'' I shook my head digging my heels into the ground. I attempted to pull away, his grip tighten around my wrist. I wasn't going anywhere. 

''Get away from me..'' I mumbled under my breath terrified.

His eyebrows raised ''Don't I deserve another CHANCE?'' he pulled me harshly flinging me around ''Listen closely, slut. You belong to me.'' he looked at me dead in the eye ''If you ever leave again I will fucking kill you, understand.'' 

''Kill her?'' I heard a voice, the sweet calming voice I've come to know so well ''Now we can't have that, can we?''  He laughed ''No, no, no. That would be bad.''  He paused ''Vary bad.''  He stepped up behind him ''Let go of my property'' he said sternly, ''or I'll cut your hands off.''  

''And who do you think you are? she's mine so back off yeh' piece of shit.'' 

Jim tried to hold back a slight smile ''Oh, how exciting.'' 

Red dots? or is my vision failing me, am I seeing things? I looked around, I swung my head up, looking at the top of one the building's, snipers? what?.. Wait, okay, what exactly, no, who exactly is Jim Moriarty?

''Say that again, and I know if you open your mouth I will kill you .''   he smiled ''This is fun. Oh yes, certainly is a change of plans.'' 

His grip on my wrist loosed and soon he let go, his hand lazily flopping down to the side of his body.

The feeling of relief filled my body gracefully. My knees felt week from shock and I fell to the ground, not caring if my knees scrapped against the cold pavement, I sighed deeply. I looked up at Jim, who was starring at my form. He reached in his pocket and took out his phone dialling a number and placing the cell to his ear. He looked away from me ''When we're out of sight, get rid of him.'' 

''Come on, Kitten.'' 

* * *

We sat in silence. I took a small sip of my tea and looked at the clock, 10:04 PM. It's been at least 4 or more hours since my little encounter with the devil himself, I couldn't get a blink of sleep. No matter how much I tried every time I would close my eyes his nauseating  face would be in my mind, smiling a dirty, rotten, disgusting smile that sent shivers of repugnant down my spine.

I looked down at my tea, swishing the liquid around in my cup, like a child I continued to do this. I sighed deeply and bit the inside of my cheek out of boredom, it was always a small habit of mine. I looked up at Jim who was tapping his finger's on the arm of his chair, like always.

I cleared my throat ''Thank you.'' 

He didn't look at me. Was he upset? even if he was why would he be? was he mad because he had to help me? was I some type of burden? He stood up stretching his arms not hesitating at all as he walked towards me, looking down on me with those dark chocolate orbs.

''Helpless kitten.'' He said ''You're adorable.'' 

I rolled my eyes slightly before smiling at him. He didn't smile back, he grabbed my hands instead of my wrist and pulled me off the love seat ''You keep me on my toes,  Kitten'' he pulled me close ''You make me weak, Kitten'' he put his hands on my waist ''You all mine... Kitten..You're my property.''

I gulped harshly, my heart was racing wildly. And my mind was foggy.

''Jim..?'' I questioned and he waited for me to go on, what exactly did he mean by 'property'. ''You don't get to close to anyone, do you?'' he sighed dramatically.

''What a random choice of  question..'' he was silent for awhile ''There's no need for me to get close to anyone, Kitten.''

I went silent, what was there to say? ''Am I...'' I took a moment to think of what to say ''Am I your friend?'' 

His grip on me tightened and then relaxed. His hands slipped away and he pulled back. I was slightly disappointed when he let go, but my heart slightly sunk when he started walking away.

What was I to this man? A friend? or just a toy he uses when bored. 

Who did this man think he was? 

Jim Moriarty is playing god.