John stood up from bed and ran into the bathroom. He hunched over the toilet as his stomach lurches and vomit pours out of his mouth, pain racked through his body as he arched his back and threw up multiple times. It finally ceases leaving him dry heaving in to the toilet.
Not bothering to lock the door he opens the drawer that contains the razor. Why am I doing this he thought in his head because you deserve a voice answers I don't like it, it hurts
Sherlock hurt a lot more, he fell of a building all because of you. It's all your fault and with that there was a constant chanting of it's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault.
"STOP!" yelled John as he slashed his wrist violently howling in pain as he realized he had cut too deep. But it worked, it stopped the voices that consume a him night and day.
He walks to the kitchen and opens the fridge, surprising enough there nothing to eat. All there was was a jug of milk to which he refused to drink.
I'll just skip breakfast, not like I haven't done it before he thought
He crossed the leaving room and headed for the door. Pulling on the too big jumper and heading out of the flat.
After several ups and downs, turns and turns he winded up at the cemetery.
He walked until he reached the one and only Sherlock Holmes grave. "Good morning Sherlock" he began " I guess no matter what there first thing I will ever get to see in the morning is your grave. Well I guess I should tell you about my day..my day... yesterday the most unusual thing happened. Mycroft asked me for advice, for get this, a date!" John said with still evident shock on his face " I'll talk to you again Sherlock and many next time......maybe next time you'll talk back." With that John turned his back and stalked out of the graveyard.
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YEP pretty short but am doing this in only 4 days (I hope). If this sucks, whatever
Wish me good luck, my dance club is performing for homecoming. (So nervous!).
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Fanfictionthose times when you hate yourself so much that all you want to do is live, live so you can experience the pain, live so that you can feel the hurt. that's exactly how John Watson feels, after several attempts of suicide because of blame all he does...
