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Jacklyn's P.O.V

"You're lucky" Mary said "I'm in honors and get straight A's but I still can't move up a grade where as you, you're so smart that you don't even have to go to school anymore" I smirked, she's smart but too gulibale. She really believes that I took a test to see which grade I am in and said that I am at a college level.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Mary" I said blankly "Today's educational society is a waste any way"

"I-I don't know about that, Jacklyn" Mary said, her views of the world are completly different from mine. "You know, I heard that the headmaster is going to call your guardian John about what you did to Sarah"

"He's not my guardian" I said "Sherlock is"

"Oh" Mary said "I'm surprised that Sarah went to the headmaster about this"

"At my old school, you would be too embarrassed to show your face in my school if you were ever bullied" I said

"Where did you live, Korea" Mary asked

"No" I said, I looked out my door when I saw Sherlock  running downstairs "Where are you going"

"Out" he said closing the front door behind him. What is he up to?

"Wow, nice guardian" Mary said

"He's not that bad" I said "he's just a bit.....pre-occupied" This case is taking up alot of his time. I looked over at the clock, it's 4 o'clock "you should probably be going home, your mom is starting to worry" her phone went off

"Yeah, you're right" Mary said "goodnight, Jacklyn" she picked up her phone and started talking to her mom on the way out. Thank god she's gone, I grab my pills from my purse and take a them. It's hard to believe that Sherlock hasn't realized that I haven't been in school for about a week now. He's been too pre-occupied with the case.

I layed down on my bed and closed my eyes waiting for the pills to kick in, all of these images flashed before my face. Mary, Sarah, Sherlock, the headmaster, blue fingernails, then I started to hear voices.

Cow

no and more

I can't wait to see what else you'll find

It's all over now

"Shut up" I yelled "Just shut up" I can't take this anymore, I never wanted this. I-I,  what am I saying of course I did and I love it, but I can't take this anymore. The identity, the medication, everything; but it's for a good cause. I'm helping but, ugh I can't take it anymore. Maybe a bath will calm me down and set my mind straight. I grabbed a towel and some P.J's and headed upstairs, hm I wonder where John is. Possibly on another date.

I set the water to hot and got in, I think this is what I needed. Ugh, these pills really mess with my head. Why would I ever want to stop, I love what I do. The solving these sort of things is what I live for, I'm actually helping people. But this is too much, these pills are making me insane. I'm being insane right now, this isn't right. This isn't fair. Why should I have to pay for my father's doing?

Maybe I should just end it now, while i'm ahead. Sherlock can handle the rest i'm sure. I grab John's razor and take it apart till I get the razor itself. Here it goes, I slit my wrists and lay down in the tub. This is it, it's finally over with. It's taking a while though, if I was myself and thought this through I would've done something a bit more dramatic and quick. I feel myself go limp and start to feel really dizzy. I can barely move or do anything at this point, everything is almost muffled

"Jacklyn" a voice says, I can barely identify it "Jacklyn, I need to get in there quickly.........Jacklyn" ugh, it's John. I don't even have to make out his voice to tell it's him "Oh my god" I feel my body being lifted a bit out of the tub and I gasp for air. "Jesus Christ" I feel a towel go around me and start to lifted out. He put me on the couch and pulled out a first-aid kit and started patching up my wrists "Do you have any idea how dangerous that is" he finished wrapping my wrists "go change"

I went into the bathroom and changed, ugh I feel exhausted. But I'm me again so hopefully I can't cause anymore damage. "What were you thinking" John asked when I came out "I know it must be hard on you with living in a different home and all but honestly, Jacklyn" Normally I would think of something witty to think about him but I'm too exhausted.

I started to walk back to my room when John stopped me "Where are you going" he asked

"To bed" I said "I'm not in the mood or state for one of your rants"

"You're sleeping up here" he said "I don't want you going into your room and finding another way to die" He can be so sensitive, but then again I can see where he is coming from. After serving in the war John as seen enough people die and being a doctor it's his job to be worrying. That and he doesn't want to see another person nearly die again. I have no choice, I lay down on the couch and pick up John's phone.

I scrolled through it and saw of his texts, hm here's one to Sherlock

W: Come back, now. Jacklyn tried to commit suicide

I'm curious to see how Sherlock reacts to this, I looked through some more texts. Some from his girlfriend the headmistress.

H: I'll call you when I land, goodnight :)

Looks like the headmistress is taking a few days for herself, I'm not suprised. Back at school she constantly bragged about going out of town. "Jacklyn, what are you doing on my phone" John asked "I thought you were going to bed"

"I got bored and I'm more weak from the blood loss than actually tired" I said

"You did lose a bit, not too much for a hospital though" he said "eat and drink this, it'll help" he gave me a cookie and some orange juice.

"Tell me, John" I said "why are you doing this" let's see if his answer changes any.

"You're just a child" John said "You should act and be one, along with being treated like one" I smirk while taking a bit of the cookie. He has no idea what he's in for, should be interesting to see his expression when the time comes.

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