Sherlock x depressed reader

Four

-Alexander-POV-
We sit in the car as i try to convince them not to take me to a doctor.
"John, your a doctor! Just let me go home! I'm fine!"
"No alex your definitely not fine! You stole Sherlock's clothes and ran off to a drug den!"
"At least there they don't treat me like a child!"
"You were laying with two different men, half naked!"
"Yeah, staying completely naked for to long makes me cold."
"And what were you doing naked?"
He dares me to answer. I turn my head, pulling down the collar of Sherlock's jacket on me slightly to show some hickeys.
"What do you think, big brother~"
He gets pissed.
"You little!"
i hiss at him, baring my teeth.
"I'm calling my... helper."
i pull out my phone and call Mycroft, he answers quickly.
"Yes?"
"hey mimi, i need you to come to pick me up at..."
i look at John.
"Scotland yard, thanks love you!"
i hang up.
*They Get There*
-Alexander-pov-
i spent the rest of the ride ignoring them. we arrive and i see the familiar black car of my dear friend Mikey. i jump over Sherlock and run to the car. mike gets out and let's me hug him.
"Hello ally."
"hi mikey..."
he looks down at me, shakes his head and steps back just as Sherlock and John walks over.
"guys, this is mimi, this is-"
Sherlock cuts me off.
"Mycroft?"
Then John.
"Mimi?"
i stay standing by mycroft.
"how do you know mimi?"
mycroft bends down, whispering.
"These are the men I told you about, Sherlock in my baby brother."
i nod.
"then why aren't they as nice to me as you said they were?"
he chuckles and ruffles my hair.
"Because you, my dear are a trouble maker."
he traces his finger from my collar up my neck, tilting my head. he sees the hickeys and shakes his head.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, someone's been bad."
i smile nervously and mumble.
"it was only a threesom..."
he sighs.
"Hold on, so how do you know her?"
mycroft looks at John.
"Well, she's my little project, has been for a while."
i push my face into his chest, knowing he doesn't mean it, but still being slightly hurt.
"What do you mean, project?"
"I mean that unless she feels the need to tell you I won't. Anyway, why did she call me?"
i look up.
"they want to take me to the doctor..."
"Why?"
i look down, his voice gets stern.
"Why ally."
i whisper/mumble.
"i May have done a few drugs..."
"How many?"
i shrug and he sighs.
"Go see molly, if you really need me again call. Goodbye."
he kisses the top of my head and leaves. i huff, crossing my arms. well this sucks.