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Hellloo John! My deeeaar John! How is yourself doing because personifically, I am just. So. Great! Now let me tell you a little, little, little secret. I have drunken many drinks in the past few but but! You don not have to worry because Huders is down the stairs and she is fine. She's completely fine so.
*pause*
We played Cluedo and I, myself, obviously won which you know, it's normal since I'm me and I'm as smart as it gets.
*Thumping noise*
Ooops I fell down m'chair. Silly. Me!
*pause*
You're chair is empty.
Very empty. It is sad. At least your chair and I have something in common. It's weird without you in this flat house John because now, it's empty. I don't hear the keyboard when you're tipping at your blog and. And don't hear you coming down the stairs in every morning cause guess what? You're. Not. Here! You've just vanished! Gone! Poof! One day you're here and then the other. You're not! Is it magic? Who knows? Maybe? Did I want you to leave? Hum no! You're my very very best of all of our. Of my friends so of course I never wanted you to leave but you had to because you're now married to Mary and now have a child so of course it was the most logically logical thing for you to do! And you, do you know what John? I am very, very lonely. Very. Lonely.
*long pause*
John? Why aren't you here with me? Like the old days? I mean why can't  someone create a a thing where you can turn back time! And then if I did turn back time we could be just the two of us again against the rest of. Of. Of the thing.
*pause*
What was it again? The The rest of the. The.
*pause*
What, was I saying? I don't remember?! Look at me John I don't even rememember what I was saying! Just now I don't remember! I do not remember. Wow. That's fascinating.
*stairs creaking*
"Sweaty? What are you doing on the floor next to your chair?"
"Huders! I am comfortable! Can't you not see?"
"You've had a bit too much to drink haven't you"
"Yes. Probably, good skill sets of deductioning Huders I am so. So. Proud of You!"
*slight pause*
"Have you- Sherlock have you been crying your eyes all a red?-
*shuffle noises*
"My dear it's been two years and a half, let John go-
"No just just leave me alone ok just leave. Leave me. Alone. To be alone b'cause that's what I dooo best isn't it Huders?"
*exhaling and stairs creaking*
Sorry b'out that's John it was Huders funny little woman isn't she. She thinks I've been crying. Crying John crying. Me. Crying.
*slight sniffling*
She isn't wrong. I have been crying. A lot. But shh! You can't tell this to Huders it's a secret!
*pause*
I miss you and I just wish I could see you and hug you be- because it's been so. long. since we've hugged.
Well I am going to go and. Yes. I'm going to go now. Bye!
*pause*
Ooh and Happy New Years John Waston!

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