Sherlock was looking down at John with his phone next to his ear. Sherlock wasn't really listening to anything John was saying, he was just looking at John's face, so far away. "It was all true. Everything." Sherlock said.
John shook his head. "No it isn't."
Sherlock smirked. "No one could be that smart." he said.
"You could."
"I'm sorry John. For everything." Sherlock said with tears in his eyes. John just kept staring at Sherlock. This is just a bad dream.
"This is my note. Isn't that what people do? Leave a note?" Sherlock asked.
John kept looking at Sherlock. "A note? Leave a note when?" John asked.
"Goodbye John." And with that Sherlock threw his phone to the side and jumped. He landed on the intended target and laid down. He kept his eyes opened, just to see John's face again.
John ran onto the street, right into the path of a bus.
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Yeah this was super short but super sad. At least for me it was. I'm sorry if this ruined your day. No I'm not XD.
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