First chapter
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Sherlock's POV
I hate that sound.
What is that?
This- really, what is that?
It's rain, idiot.
Rain?
I hate you, rain.
I giggle to myself. Rain sounds funny.
Why do you do this to yourself?
Do what?
You're high.
I pause my thoughts.
High?
That doesn't sound right.
Higgggh.
Nope, it doesn't.
It doesn't match this feeling in my head. This feeling fogs up my thoughts.
That's called being high.
I scowl. Shut up, head.
"Shut up," I say out loud.
"Sherlock?"
Now look, head! You've thought so loudly that Mycroft's heard.
"Sherlock, I need you to let me in."
Silly Mycroft. "Silly Mycroft," I laugh. "My name isn't Sherlock. It's..."
How about 'ugglybottom?'
See, the u stands for utter-
"M' name's Ugglybottom!" I hiccup on the first word and giggle. Hiccup is a funny word.
I have a funny word for moron.
I frown. "Don't be so mean, head."
"Sherlock, I'm going to come in now."
I sit up and grasp the empty syringe next to me. "No!" I pout.
I don't hear the rain anymore.
Where are you, silly rain?
Oh, for God's-
The door swings open.
Mycroft!
"Mycroft, come play!" I stand up on shaky legs. Legs, legs, legs.
Mycroft looks scared.
Don't be scared, silly Mycroft.
"What did you do, you idiot?!"
You're always such an idiot.
