Of Insecurities

Of Insecurities

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 15, 2017
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Fanfic
Sherlock
You hadn't been able to bear it any longer and had covered the whole fucking instrument with white sheets, your hands shaking. Never thrown anything out, too. You hadn't been able to, anyway. Gritting your teeth at the horrible memories, you focus on Jim again. He was here. With you. Alive. He finally returned to you two weeks ago, simply walked back into your life. Alive and here with me. Then why didn't it feel like it?
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And now, sat in the flat looking at the gun in his hands, feeling it jeer at him, his fingers itch. To feel the release as the bullet tore into him. Would he feel the pain? Or would it be too quick? Hovering between life and death was Sherlock's favourite place, and yet he despised it. His fingers curl against the cold metal and he feels his grip tighten on the trigger. Any second now he would give in to temptation, and all that would be left was brain matter splattered up the walls. Basically Sherlock has an obsession with his own death/wants to die but not really. It's really not as dark as it sounds, honestly. There are references to Suicide, not just Reichenbach, so if that's a trigger maybe don't read this.

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