Rachel

I've been running all my life. Away from the horrid memories of the sacrifices my mother made to protect me, and to protect my name from this evil world we live in...
But everything's changed...
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I've recently found out my mother was murdered by a psychopath; choosing the wrong pill in a game of chance that would give away her secret. That gave away my name.
That cost her her life...
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I heard a man named Sherlock Holmes had solved my mother's case along with others who had fallen of the same fate. I must find him so I can warn him: for he does not know what he has gotten himself into...

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After being scolded by John once again in the morning, I was thankful that Sherlock and PJ were my guards for the day. If John had been one of my guards  he probably would've just scolded me all day and kept me locked up in my room.

PJ arrived early in the morning with a white chocolate raspberry scone and a warm chai latte for me. We kissed and went up to my room; I just had to tell PJ what happened yesterday with Phil!

"So, you snuck out yesterday?"

"Yeah, can you believe it? I can't believe I worked up the nerve to do that!"

"...And you didn't call me? Or text at least?" PJ says with a slight sadness in his voice.

Then I remember.

He doesn't know about my father...

"Well, PJ...I've gotten some news..."

PJ looks at me with a cute yet curious face. "What 'news'?"

"Well...you know how my mom used to have affairs, right?"

"...Yeah..."

"Well...my father was a man whom she had an affair with," I take a deep breath before I finish my sentence. "...And I found him."

PJ pauses in shocked silence. He opens his mouth to speak, but shuts it again. Then he just pulls me close in his warm, soft embrace. He speaks in a whisper, as if we were hiding from Nazis in World War II.

"I'm...so happy for you, Rachel..." The tone in his voice sounds familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on what emotion it was...

Sadness?

I start to hug him back, but I get the feeling that he knows something I don't. That he's in on something that I am not aware of. Although, these are just accusations on his reactions towards my life-changing news.

Compassion?

But, if he was in something that I wasn't aware of, wouldn't he tell me? He is my boyfriend, and I'm his girlfriend...shouldn't we tell each other things like this? I mean, the only reason I wouldn't tell him anything is because I wouldn't want him to worry about me...

 

It is only after PJ leaves 221B for the night that I realize what his voice was feeling; an emotion I knew all too well...

Broken...

 

Things got quiet between PJ and I for the next couple of days. I still wonder if I should tell him that my father is the 2nd most dangerous man in all of England.

Probably not...

Or maybe at the right time...but when would that be, exactly?

"Rachel?" John interrupts my train of thought. "Are things between you and PJ alright?"

"Yeah...I guess..." I say reluctantly. "I told him that I found my dad." John nods in agreement, as if he was telling me I did the right thing.

"Did you tell him who he was?" John leans forward in his chair as concern falls over his face like a shadow.

"No, of course not! Why on Earth would I tell my beloved boyfriend that my father ia the 2nd most dangerous man in all of England?!" We both laugh, but then John sighs and pouts to think for a minute. I try not to chuckle; John always resembles a hedgehog whenever he's deep in thought.

"Do you plan on telling him?" John asks, his face still deep in hedgehog-like thought.

"...That's the thing, John; I don't know. A part of me thinks I should, but another completely different part is telling me to keep quite." I stroke both my hands through my hair in frustration.

"Well, I think you should do what you think is right, no matter however long it takes for you to choose the right decision." John goes back to reading his paper, having said his amazing words of wisdom.

But John, I think as I head back to my flat, What if I screw up?

What if he runs away?

What if he can't accept the truth?

But I think I already know the answer to that question...

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