Stuck in a web {BBC Sherlock}

You cant escape the web

Two days since I've been outside

Two days since food

Two days since I've seen another soul

Two days since I've heard Sherlock's voice.

Vladamir walks in to my 'room'. I haven't seen anyone since our capture so I was surprised, I thought they were leaving me to rot.

"Where's Sherlock?" I said standing up on my numb stiff legs. I used the wall to help me up, as I was weak from the lack of food.

"Sherlock's fine, unless you disobey me."

My eyes widened. Shit. I screw up, Sherlock gets it.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Ah. That's what I was about to talk to you about. Sit."

I slowly slid down the wall and curled my arms around me knees, afraid to make him mad and hurt Sherlock.

"I'm sure you know about our transfer scheme? you did read my file didn't you?" I nodded, scared to speak. "Ok, so you know I was paired with your brother, and we didn't really get along. Until one day we were in a chemistry lesson and things got a bit... violent."

~ the chemistry lesson at Bentworth Academy~

Two boys sat at the far end of the classroom, aged 17. The two were partners in an experiment that involved highly corrosive acid. Neither were doing the work.

One boy, with jet black hair and an Irish accent, kicked his feet onto the table, nearly tipping the glass of acid onto his friend.

"Are you gonna do this work?" He drawled, flicking a pen cap off and chewing on the end casually.

"No." The other boy had a thick, deep Russian accent. He was handsome looking, with very prominent cheekbones. (A/N remember he's played by Tom Hiddleston) Tutted at his partners feet on the desk and leant down to reach a fallen piece of paper.

"Don't tut at me Vladamir."

"Don't put your feet on the desk then Jim."

Jim growled and shuffled so that he was completely lying on the desk.

"This better for you?"

Vladamir glared and reached to punch him. Jim's hand grabbed his fist and pushed him down to the floor. Vladimir lay one cool cheek on the floor, his head throbbing as it had hit the table. Students were shuffling to the corners of the classroom or running to get help.

Jim grabbed the glass of acid just before Vladamir had time to move. He tipped the liquid onto his partners face and watched from the desk add he screamed in pain, his skin bubbling off his face infront of him.

{back to Jane's POV- present day}

My mouth gaped. How? How could anyone do that? Even my brother, who had tried to kill me, beaten me to a pulp, how?

Vladamir laughed at my shock. He slowly lifted his hand to rip away the cloth that covered one side of his face. There was raw skin, black and torn, right infront of me.

"So you see why I hate him?"

I nodded.

He got up to leave.

"But why this, why take it out on me? I haven't done anything! I'm stuck in this stupid web of lies and murder, and I hate it!"

"Oh Jane." Vladamir purred stroking a hand down my face. I physically cringed away from it, making him grin. He grabbed my face in his long nailed hand and forced me to look at him.

"Jane, you can never escape the web."

A/N

So hi guys, sorry I haven't been updating much recently, I've had exams and just general stuffs going on.

(p.s I changed my username)

(p.p.s over 400 reads?!?!?! WHAT?! ilysm)

I'm nearly done with this, maybe 5 or 6 more chapters?

I've loved this story so far and I hope you have too :P

ppppp.s I might be writing a short 10 chapter superwholock so stay tuned :3

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