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JOHN'S POV
'i ďid a bad thing. a really, REALLY bad thing. and i don't think he'll forgive me.' too many thoughts rushed to my head, resulting in a headache.
i slumped out of the cab, arriving at 221b, my home.
opening the door slowly, i was greeted by a loud gunshot, coming from the upstairs.
taking my coat and shoes off hastily, i ran upstairs, tearing up.
i came to the door, wiping away my tears.
a gunshot, from the other side of the door.
another gunshot,
and another.
"sherlock, if you dont quit-" i barged into the door, excepting to find my boyfriend sitting down with a tense stance, but instead was greeted by him on the floor, soaked in his own tears.
"sherl? what happened? are you alright?" i kneeled down to his height, reaching my arm out for him to hold, but he slapped my hand, causing me to put my hand back.
"be quiet, john. go away."
i mean, this has happened before, him with his tantrums, but this time it felt different. he never actually wanted me to leave, whereas even hit me!
"what's wrong, sherlock?" i scooted closer to him, trying to comfort him, but failing miserably.
"go. away." his head came up, but not his body.
"sherl, it's okay to cry. just tell me what is wrong so i can-"
"no!!" cried sherlock, bursting into tears,
"just- just shut up!" he looked at me angrily, sending me in shock.
"maybe, if you did want to, you wouldnt have done it." mumbled he, who cried silently into my shoulders.
it just felt wrong. and hurtful.
then it hit me, it hit me completely.
"how.. how did you figure out?.." i softly asked, trying to calm down the detective cradled in my lap.
looking up at me slowly, flinching while at it.
"do you really want to know that, dear blogger?" warned sherlock, i still wanted to know though.
"yes, yes i would please like to know."
"well-" he sniffled, "there, you could see the-" he stopped, touching my hair and tearing up. "you, can see the, uh," clearing his throat, "the lighter blonde hair, that-" chuckling, ruffling my hair while doing so, "this most likely wasmt yours." he shows me the lighter blonde hair, looking down.
"and, since when do you come early from 'work'?" sherlock held my hand in his, both of us tearing up from the sight. his skinny pale hand compared to my larger hand on top his, the cupid-bow-tight lips that i was so lucky to be able to kiss. that curly, black hair i always wanted to fluff everyday, and his eyes, oh, his eyes, i could go on and on-
"john."
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NOW I FEEL BAD THAT IF I MAKE IT A BAD ENDING, IM GONNA CRY BECAUSE JOHN STILL LOVES SHERLOCK, BUT HE ALSO LOVES MARY, LIKE WHAT DO I DO??? I DONT WANNA LEAVE MY GUY SHERLOCK ALONE, UNLESS I TURN THIS INTO A SHERIARTY/JOHNLOCK FIC, NOW I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO AND IM KILLING MYSELF FROM IT!!!!!!!!!!!
HELP WHAT DO I DOOOOOOOO????
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Fanfiction!!if you use any of these give credit!! !!some harsh language, warnings on the chapter will be included at first few words!! fanart cover by @Lanimalu#133034 on Pinterest - pretty much no smut. if any of the ideas include it, then there'll be its wa...
