Element ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Why?

"Thanks Tom!" She smiled.

"No problem. Oh and before you go, do you know where the man in the truck was headed? Or what he looked like?" He asked her.

"Sorry no, all I saw was his truck." She frowned.

"Ah, thats no problem. Thank you dear." He smiled, before she walked off with a flirtatious wave.

"Well, how was that?" I asked.

"I'm just glad she didnt demand sex." Tom said.

"Tom!" I laughed, punching him on the arm playfully.

"Sorry, sorry." He laughed.

We asked around some more people which all said that they only saw his truck, and decided to head back.

We also ran into John who was as drunk as ever.

"We should find Sherlock and get out, before John passes out." I said as Tom took his hand.

We looked around some more, but couldn't find him.

"Lets put John in the van and then come back and look for Sherlock." Tom suggested.

"Alright, got the key?" I asked.

"Yep." He said, and we quickly set John on the bed in the van.

We locked the van and quickly ran back into the pub, in attempt to find Sherlock.

We searched for about fifteen minutes, when finally we saw him.

He was leaned against a counter,

Kissing another woman.

Tom quickly blocked my view by hugging me tightly as my face was buried in his chest.

I felt like I had been stabbed in the chest.

A million things were going through my head.

"It's not real...what you just saw...it's just your imagination..." Tom whispered trying to calm me, but he knew I knew that it wasnt true.

What I saw was real,

And still happening.

I pulled away and watched in horror as they continued.

Tom ran up and grabbed Sherlock away from the other woman, throwing a punch in his face, before dragging him out of the pub.

The woman ordered a glass of wine, and stayed at her spot as if nothing had happened.

I ran outside to Tom and Sherlock.

"Tom! Stop!" I yelled, as he threw punches at Sherlock.

Tom stopped and let go of him, causing Sherlock to collapse on the floor.

Sherlock stood up as the woman he was with before came out and stood by him.

"What happened?" She asked.

"I forgot to pay him back." Sherlock lied.

Tom took my hand and angrily opened the van, as well all got in.

That woman got on as well.

I don't know why.

I was too shocked and Tom was too angry to care.

What bothered me the most was how Sherlock wasn't drunk at all.

He was completely in control of himself...yet he still...

He sat behind the wheel, and drove as that woman sat next to his seat.

I was in the far corner of the room, sitting in the floor with Tom, who was staring at me worriedly.

"Y/N...?" He asked.

"Yea?" I answered quickly,  looking at him and containing my tears.

I think he noticed I wanted to cry because he scooted up and pulled me in for a hug.

"Why is he doing this...?" I whispered, with my voice cracking, as tears filled my eyes.

"I don't know, darling...I don't know..." He stroked my hair.

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