Imagine Sherlock giving his best man speech and looking up and seeing everyone cry. He would look at John and think Oh god did I ruin this? Is that why everone is crying? John I am so so sorry. I'm sorry that I ruined the most important day of your life. Please forgive me.
And then John hugs him and tells him he did fine and Sherlock smiles. But then he remembers. This is John's WEDDING. His wedding. That means that John would move out and he would lose his best friend. Then it really sinks in during the dance. No one is looking at him besides Molly. She knows that it hurts when John's not with him. Sherlock hurrys out of the church back to the flat.
He grabs his pack of patches and sticks five on. As he slowly overdoses he whispers.
"Goodbye John."
Someone told me to die today.
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
