Sherlock P.O.V
the team huddled on the side of the field, The captain of the team was clearly pissed. i never understood the game but it was interesting to see ho wit affected its players. mentally, physically ...at home and with their friends, they seemed to give up everything for something that held no true value. its what my final research paper was on, titled
Rugby Athletes: Neanderthals or Brainwashed?
as i wrote my notes the crowd around me erupted in cheers, standing up i see the Captain flat on his back in the Try Zone. He wasn't moving, i held my breath until a few moments later his team mates got him up and the crowd began to cheer his name.
"john john john john john"
as the last of the spectators began to leave i'm still sitting at the top, i'm stalling. any good research paper has first hand accounts and experience. i came to talk to him and its what i'm going to do. i began to walk down the bleachers taking one step at a time.
"JOHN!" i stop and slowly crouch down in the bleachers, it's Mike Stamford. they talk for a brief moment and he leaves with some friends, but before i can start my decent again two people come out of the school and start walking towards john one man is in an opposing team members jersey, number 26....Sebastian.. he had a local record but got by because of the great player he was, the second boy i couldn't place.
suddenly john was grabbed and yanked off the bench,I watched as Sebastian punch john in the gut. mixtures of emotions flooded my brain i knew i should of helped but i couldn't get my feet to move, john deserved a good beating everyone knows it. it not like he ever stood up for me, he never stood in front of his team mates and stopped blows from connecting to my jaw. Just as I was about to sneak out and leave I saw the Sebastian leg rise up and slam down on johns.
His scream reached my ear, chills spread across my back then the knife came out was plunged into his shoulder. I saw his body go ridged with pain, then stop moving all together.
Now Why did he have to go and do that.. taking in a deep breath i waited for the men to leaving before running to john
"John! Wake up!" his eyes were drifting, his pulse was fading and his breathing was shallow.
I stripped of my jacket and stuck it under his head. I had to get the knife out, it was stopping the blood from spilling out but if he went into shock he could hurt him self.
"Shit!" I removed my scarf an went to pull out the knife
"John, this might hurt please stay still." I wrapped my fingers around the hilt and yanked. Blood was pouring out alarmingly fast. Using my scarf I pushed down on the wound, taking my phone out I texted Mycroft.
EMS NOW! REGENCY SCHOOL/RUGBY FIELD
-SH
"For the love of god stay awake! There's a EMS on the way please stay with me!"
time was frozen as i grabbed johns hand, he was cold and lifeless his pulse was weak but still going, my mind went fuzzy. Finally i saw the lights in the distance; they were late, useless people! How long does it take! Leaning forward I placed a hand on johns cheek.
"Please stay with me."
John's P.O.V
I don't know if it was the lack of blood, or the blows to the head but I swore Sherlock was leaning over me and he was, was he crying.
"For the love of god stay awake! There's a EMS on the way please stay with me!"
I tried to obey but I couldn't I soon fell into a deep sleep with the last thing that I saw being a mess of black curls and a blue scarf.
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Human Error
Fiksi PenggemarSenior year was coming to a close and these four years had gone to fast for John, he had everything he wanted popularity, girls, the good grades and a top school that wanted him but something seemed to be off. putting on his helmet for the last rugb...
