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Whipped	By : This_is_The_Phantom_Lady Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This contains major triggers for people with issues with self-harm. I do not own or profit on any official BBC Sherlock characters or any other part of BBC Sherlock.

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I felt ashamed of eavesdropping; but I physically couldn’t move my feet.
My cheeks were burning red hot with embarrassment.
The more I heard of what went on in that bedroom the more I wanted to leave… but my feet just didn’t listen to my own voice of reason.
I could barely breathe and the lack of oxygen made my chest burn; I was that afraid of getting caught red-handed…
From the rude sounds that made it through the closed wooden door I felt I was listening to a very private moment between two people…
A moment I would rather not know about. In this case ignorance would have been bliss… but I wasn’t so lucky.
When my feet finally started to cooperate with me, albeit reluctant; the floorboards under them made the tiniest creaking noise and my mouth fell open, startled.
Would they have heard that?
‘Please, please don’t hear… ’ I begged frantically inside my own mind. My eyes wide.
My poor heart was in my throat racing at a hundred miles per hour… only adding to the panic and nausea that was creeping up on me and enveloping me like a lead blanket.
I could feel the heavy thumping; the beating against my chest making me wonder if my heart could really beat itself right out of my chest.
Finally having regained an inch of control over my own body I decided to tiptoe my way towards the kitchen.
I was far from being hungry but I wanted to support the story I had quickly fabricated just in case I did get caught…
I was simply on my way to the kitchen… even if her room wasn’t on the straight way to the kitchen from my room…
No, I hadn’t thought it through.
But it was all my panicking mind could muster and I had to settle for it.

…

Entering the kitchen I found Kate chewing the nail on her thumb.
The second she saw me she jumped, trying to pretend the moment had never occurred.
“Can I help you?” her voice was in a higher pitch than usual. She was clearly a bit out of it.
She was padding down her clothes and straightening herself up; obviously trying to keep up appearances in front of me.
“I was just going to get something to eat…” I gave her a polite smile. I was remembering my frantic choice of alibi.
She practically jumped towards the fridge and found the sandwich for me; handing me the plate.
Her hands were shaking slightly.
“Are you okay?” I took the plate from her and put it on the kitchen counter; realizing now my hands were shaking too.
She looked at me; seeming shocked at the audacity for me to ask her such a question.
“I’m all right” Her answer was a bit too quick.
I gave her a kind apologetic smile.
“It looks delicious” I hinted towards the plate; trying to help her change the subject a bit… I had clearly overstepped my mark.
She shrugged her shoulders, giving me a wry smile.
Suddenly something dawned on me and it made my insides tie themselves into another painful knot… my body was good at that lately.
“Aren’t you usually in the commando room when she’s with clients?” I gasped.
The words just fell out of my mouth.
She heaved a sigh and looked away.
“That’s the usual procedure yes, but this is a special client…” there was a sorrow and annoyance in her voice.
The redhead went pink.
She reached for a cup of tea she had left on the counter and took a long sip; steadying herself… It seemed to have the same effect on her as it would for someone who smoked a cigarette to calm their nerves.
She leaned against the counter and looked me over.
“That’s one of her favourites” she pointed the hand holding her precious tea at me. I gathered she meant the dress.
“It’s a beautiful dress” I looked down at myself.
“Are you okay?” her voice was a bit chilly still… “I mean… should you be on your feet?”
“I think so… ” I replied.
“She likes you” She was working hard to strangle the contempt in her voice but I heard it. She could barely look at me now.
I just blinked.
“I’m just her employee…” I tried to explain myself; I couldn’t catch any good words to explain myself or attempt to calm her.
“As am I” She turned around and started washing the dishes demonstratively.
Out of habit I grabbed a towel and started drying off the dishes. I was raised to be helpful when I could…
“It must be difficult” I whispered carefully.
She slammed a cup onto the table; almost breaking it.
Actions speaking louder than words.
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