-Alexander-POV-
i sigh as i go into the closet and take a black shirt and put it in my bag. it'll be a nice night gown. i reach in my bag and take out a cigarette, lighting it with a match as i take a deep breath of it and think. why couldn't i read him? he was just blank... i shrug the thought off. just a fluke, no big deal. i hear a knock on the door. going by the strength in the knock and the weight of the feet outside the door it's John. Charles left a little after i came in here.
"Alexander jackson Hamish watson if you do not open this door-"
"What? You'll go tell your mom? She got over me a long time ago, and what else huh? Gonna go get daddy? That abusive fuck? Good luck finding him..."
i grab my bag and open the door. i look up at John and blow a cloud of smoke in his face.
"Leave me alone princey."
i push past him and start walking out.
"Wait."
I sigh and turn to see sherlock.
"Hmm, come here tomorrow at eight o'clock sharp. Bring your bags."
"whatever"
i walk out before John can do anything. i make a b-line for an old drug den of mine, where a group of men and i recognize ourselves as characters from Alice in wonderland. me being alice of course since I'm the only girl. i remember i took Sherlock's phone from the counter and put my number in it quickly.
"à bientôt sherlock
-A.H"
(See you later(in French))
i finally get to the den and am greeted by my dealers and guys who stopped some of my suicide attempts.
"Tell rabbit Alice is back!"
Hatter yells at Cheshire Cat. I chuckle.
"Hey guys."
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Sherlock x depressed reader
FanfictionAlexander Watson: Younger sister of John Watson Has a large rose vine tattoo that starts at the top of her left thigh and curves up her side and around her left Brest. In the colors, blue, and purple. Was in the army Has an abusive past, her fath...
