John pushed open the door of flat 221B and took in the surroundings which was less than desirable. His eyes landed on his friend who was curled up in his chair shaking with tremors. John automatically new he was in withdrawal but he also noticed that there was plenty of the narcotics left to use and knew Sherlock would have not left them unused.
"My God Sherlock ! What the bloody hell is going on with you? Molly must be worried sic...."
"Shut it!!! I don't need lectures I need a friend right now!" Sherlock said as he raised his head showing his tear stained face . He threw the papers in his hand at John and as John read them his expression became sorrowful for his friend.
"Jesus Sherlock.....you let it get this far? " John asked in disbelief.
All Sherlock could do was nod his head and drop his face into his hands.
"I've hit the breaking point John ..... He's driven me mad. Now I've lost the most precious things in the world. My family ." Sherlock started to openly weep in front of John. This was something John hadn't witnessed from Sherlock, only crying with rage as he destroyed the coffin at the prison.
" Get up and clean yourself up ! We are going to see Molly. Now!" John said as he lifted his friend from the chair and pushed him in the direction of the bathroom. Sherlock stumbled in and shut the door .
John sank down into the couch and ran his hands over his face , he had to get them to work things out . He feared for Sherlocks life if it wasn't resolvable.
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