"Sherlock, why are we walking through the ally ways instead of taking a taxi?" You question, walking slowly behind him.
"It's nice out tonight. I want to spend as much time with you as possible before dropping you off at your place," he answers, a small smile on his face. You sigh as you roll your eyes, linking your arm with his. You laugh as he tells stories, the night slowly inching on.
"Give me your money!" A loud booming voice echoes down the alley, forcing you and Sherlock to freeze. You both slowly turn around to face a man, his gun raised. Sherlock instantly steps in front of you. You close your eyes, fear coursing through your veins.
"We don't want any trouble,"Sherlock whispers, holding up his hands. The man steps forward, waving his gun around as he speaks.
"Neither do I. Now give me your money," he growls, aiming the gun at you both again.
"I'll have to let you know that I am with the police. If you shoot us the police will find you," Sherlock tries to persuade the man to put down the gun.
A shot echoes out, your ears ringing. The world seems to freeze around you. You let out a heavy breath as you look down, blood soaking your shirt. You collapse to the ground as the man runs away, his feet pounding against the concrete.
"[Y/N]!" Sherlock yells, collapsing to his knees next to you. Your voice sounds dull as your vision fades. You faint, feeling nothing but numbness.
After what seems like forever, you wake up. A beeping noise fills the air. You look to your left to find Sherlock sitting in a chair, his head in his hands.
"Is this what it felt like? When I.... God, I'm so sorry. I'm so so very sorry," he cries out, tugging his hair. You feel as if your heart shatters as you sit there watching him.
You can do nothing but stare.
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Fiksi Penggemar[y/n]= your name [y/l/n]= your last name [y/f/n]= your full name [y/e/c]= your eye color
