Human Error
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Last published Tue, Feb 10, 2015
Senior 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 rugby game of the season he rushed down the hall and straight into Sherlock, the schools title Freak, John never liked how they treated him but he couldn't stop it with out being yelled at himself.
"Move Loser" john didn't know why he acted like that it just came with the roll of being popular.
Sherlock zipped up his leather jacket and took a drag from his cigarette.and flick fit after the fading John, It wasn't the first time they met but why should He expect John to remember they were young. the bump in the hall before the game was the closet he came to talking to him since they were little.
now the game was over but the field wasn't empty just yet, John was sitting on the bench, while one boy came up behind him another seemed to be... no.. NO! they were hitting him.
Why did this have to go and happen why?! Even if he was a bit of a cock now he couldn't leave him to bleed out a die, could he? He considered walking away. why should he care when they all treated him so poorly, but then again this was John.
He pictured the little John he knew, all muddy and laughing and he knew he couldn't leave him.
...............
This was bad very bad, Sherlock wasn't good company to have. he wasn't the kinda of person anyone wanted around. he always felt that way. He had to stay far away from john. sentiment was a chemical found in the losing side and Sherlock was indeed losing.
Sherlock was danger and it gave john a rush, he couldn't help but be drawn to him, he'd leave practice early to go see me. he couldn't stay away.
And Sherlock couldn't help but fight for him.
Sherlocks life was intertwined with johns for good.
but this relationship was Toxic and it was going to kill one of them... both of them knew it.
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