Random Sherlock Things

There is Nothing Wrong With Me

Sherlock Pov
"Sherlock?"
I was currently working on a new case, triple murder, not soon after I had returned from my two year departure, and returned to John who was next to m-
"Sherlock!" John shouted a little louder this time. Must've been irritated.
"Sherlock, you spaced out for a while there, you ok?"

Was I ok? Well of course I was. When wasn't I.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just thinking."
"About the case?"
"Mm."
John continued to give me a concerned stare. Distracting, aren't they?
No, not again. I shaked my head in annoyance and kneeled down to inspect more.
Friends are distracting, they're bad.

I moaned in annoyance at the never-ending corrections in my mind.
I felt a hand place lightly on my shoulder, looking up I saw John who now looked almost distressed.
"If you're tired we can leave, one little break wouldn't kill you."
Oh, sympathy. You don't really deserve it.
"No no, I'm fine. Just thinking."  Shut up.
The ever mocking voice rang in my head, correcting me, judging me, shouting more and more insults.

Being alone for so long had taken it's toll.

"Right!" I exclaimed, jumping up, "I've just about cracked this case Watson, Mrs Smith again, so sorry for your loss but we've stayed long enough, farewell."
You've cracked the case? How original.
Frowning I excited the grey building, Watson not far behind me, and called for a cab.
"221B Baker street please."
John jumped into the other seat before the driver left, giving me a scowl for leaving so quickly. Smirking at him, I take out my phone and begin to text Lestrade the clues and evidence I found at the crime scene.

Blood on fingernails-possibly caused by a fight, numerous bruises on victim-there was a struggle, possessions carelessly thrown onto flo-
"You alright now?"
I paused.
"What?"
"You were acting really weird in there, weirder then normal."
He has a point. You are weird.
I flinched at the return of that voice.
"Sorry. I was contemplating different solutions to the case last night, didn't sleep."
Stop trying to sound clever.

John gave me a disapproving look. Here comes the lecture.
"Sherlock you need to sleep. I don't understand how you can work like this with zero rest!"
John's rants faded into the background as I sat back and stared out of the clouded window.
I did listen to John.
Occasionally.
You're a terrible friend.
No no no, shut up!
You can't deny the truth Sherlock.
Stop it!
What is wrong with you?
Please...
You can't pretend to be normal.
Stop...
You can't make friends.
That's not true.
Can't help your friends.
STOP.
What is wrong with you, Sherlock Holmes?
"THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!"

Silence filled the stuffy cab.
"Sherlock?"
I breathed slowly, I needed to clam down.
"There is nothing wrong with me."

Author's Note
Hiii! Soooo, this was probably kinda confusing so I'll try and explain for anyone who didn't get it, the bold writing when the characters spoke, this italic writing was used for Sherlock's bad thoughts and bold and italics were used for Sherlock's response to those bad thoughts.
I wanted to try a new writing structure and theme, would be great if I could get any feedback on if it works or not.
Byeeee!😜