I laughed my way down the hall to the lab. Kids all sat at their desks I sat by the teachers computer.
Sherlock came in and smiled at me. Troy popped into my head, my smile faded. Sherlock sat down next to me.
"No gum in school." he told me. "Want it back?" I teased. "Spit it out, in the trash." He ordered. I rolled my eyes and obeyed. "Hate you." I mumbled. "Awe." he said sarcastically.
-skip because...You don't care about the rest of the day-
I waited for Sherlock in the lot.
"Hey, need a ride?" Troy asked. "Um..." I hesitated. "Come on, babe. I'll drive you." before I could resist he pushed me into his car. It was a silent ride except for when I gave him Sherlock's address.
"Oh, my newly wedded brother lives a few houses down." He said. I almost died. "Did he have his bachelor party here?" I asked. "Yea, I heard they had some hot strippers." he explained.
That would be me and my bestie, that drunken night. Shit. Just my luck.
I hopped out and stepped into Sherlock's house.
"Hello, darling." Sherlock remarked. "Sorry, I waited but-" "Troy. I know, I'm just glad I got there first." He cut me off.
"Lets go out." he said grabbing his coat. "Okay." I said. He called a cab and we were off.
We stepped into a club as the music pounded my ears. "This isn't a good idea!" I shouted over the music. "What?!" he yelled back. I just rolled my eyes.
He pulled me to the bar. "Isn't this illegal?" I asked, he laughed. "I think we're past that."
He handed me a beer. I drank it and we kept taking shots until I couldn't see anymore.
I remember him carrying me into his bedroom and crawling on top of me. I remember the big smile on his face, and I remember his smirk his hot disturbing smirk.
I awoke to the same sene as when Anderson had roofied me. Sherlock naked, wrapped in a sheet, one leg in one leg out. I stood up and got dressed. Damn.
I took some pills and Sherlock wrapped his arms around me. He was just in his sheet and now so was I.
"Get off." I laughed. "You don't mean that." he whispered. I turned to him.
"What about Troy?" I asked he kissed my neck. "What about him?" He mumbled, continuing. "Sherlock." I said. He smirked against me. "Sherlock." I repeated. He looked up.
"I want to tell you to break up with him, but it would seem suspicious. Keep it going. Just, don't... Go to far." he warned. I looked back to the mirror. "Sherlock!" I yelled as he started to get ready. "Mhm." He looked at me. I pointed to my neck. He started to laugh.
"Not cool." I told him.
