You shuffled down the stairs. your hair was a mess, and you have no explanation why. He was there. you wanted, no needed something physical after Marco. You needed someone to make you forget what he did. And, Sherlock was there. he claimed you were innocent. And you decided not to tell him about all the ways you're not. it's funny, really. how you look like a scared child. But in reality, you have just as many sins as the big man. You didn't mean for this to turn out how it did. How those peoples blood was on your hands. It was pure and simple. Marco said he loved you, and then turned and murdered those people. in the name of what? you may ask. Well, love.
Hearing the humming of a joyful woman, blending with the yelling of two disagreeing friends. you hurry to a bathroom. To fix the fizzy hair of your newest mistake. You looked at the bruises that trailed down your neck, to your ribs. Did he love me? You scoffed at the thought. Love can't be real in this world anymore. You believed what the voices in your head said.
You slide down the bathroom wall, trying to remember who you were before. Before Marco. Before the Drugs. You were a simple person. You had 4 degrees in the nuclear biology. And 2 in advance arts. And 1 in chemistry. You're smart. And then life took a turn for the worst. The British Government employed you, and under their employment, you lost it all. In 2015 you were sent to Columbia, to assist in the destruction of a nuclear bomb. But when you got there, you were kidnapped. And forced into a situation. You did what you needed to, to keep Your sanity.
The door handle jiggled and eventually gave in, John emerged from behind the door. he looked surprised to see you on the floor " miss bloom." John spoke, snapping you out of your thoughts. he kneed to the floor " are you alright? might I take look?" he asked. before you said yes, or no he already had your arm in his hand " it looks a bit irritated. Has this arm been broken before, multiple times?" he suggested and his face flooded with the feeling of sorrow for you. you pulled it away" its fine. " you quickly got up, and fled to your grandma's apartment.
~Author note~ Holy shit snacks. I just reached 2k readers. and I just have to say thank you. this one is a little short. I am going to start doing that so I can put more out. Have a nice day!
P.S it won't be as short as this one, but it will be shorter than previous ones.
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Sherlocks fantasies. (Sherlock X Reader Smut)
Fanfiction*WARNING* This is not for kids! this is lemon, this contains sex, and sexual acts, viewer distraction advised. Although, this is my very first sexual story. Please hang on, i will do my best.
