Save Me Sherlock (Sherlock x Depressed Reader)

Chapter 4: Replacement

Voices. There's always voices just like tonight. Another nightmare.

"Oh my god, look at her clothes! Did she drag them out of a dumpster?"

"H-hi, m-my name is y-y/n. W-wanna be f-f-f-friends? Haha! She's so dumb she can't even speak properly."

"Her legs are so fat."

"She's a freak! Did you see those cuts on her arms? Nobody will love her with those scars."

"She'll never get a job. Who wants to hire someone that ugly?"

"All you are is a dumb, stupid, little girl. Go back to the slums where you belong."

"Stop it. Leave me alone." you whimpered.

"Really? You think starving yourself will make you pretty? Good luck with that."

"You're going to die alone and as a failure."

"Everything you do is wrong."

"Being in the same room as you makes me sick."

"Worthless."

"Loser!"

"Nobody likes you."

"Go kill yourself."

"STOP IT! STOP! GO AWAY!" you screamed.

"We're always there y/n."

You woke up immediately, gasping for breath as you bolted into a sitting position. Looking around you, you tried to look for something familiar.

But nothing was.

Your new room was like a blow to your stomach that sent you into a panic. You still heard the voices, starting faint, but growing louder with each passing second.

"You don't matter."

"Everybody thinks you're such a bitch."

"You run away from all your problems."

"People like you belong in a grave."

You scrambled out of your bed and took off running. You ran into your living room and threw open the front door of 221C, running out into the night.

You didn't know where you were going but you had to keep going. You had to get away from them. You kept going until you collided with someone. You looked up and to your horror saw Sherlock standing above you.

"You've had social anxiety since you were born. You began having depressing and suicidal thoughts when you were 12. You began starving yourself at 13. The first time you cut was when you were 15. You had a panic attack recently and decided to move and get away from your family since you bother them. You're 24 now and you still haven't changed much. The only thing that did was you moved here. Pathetic." he sneered.

"Why are you doing this?" you cried out, tears streaking down your face.

"You can't escape the voices y/n. They'll always find you." he said in a sing song voice.