SHERLOCK!

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John's POV

"I'M A FREAK!" I hear. "JOHN WAS RIGHT! I AM A FREAK! FREEEAAK!"

No.

I run as fast as I can downstairs into the bathroom. I burst through the door to see Sherlock.

With a pool of blood around him.

"Freak...freak...freak..." Sherlock mutters.

"SHERLOCK WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" I shout

"john..." He says weekly

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" I repeat.

"Get out..."

"No."

"GET OUT!" He shouts standing up.
His arms are slit all the way up to his elbow, his shirt has his blood all over it.

"Sherlock!?" I say

"Out! NOW!" He shouts.

"NO! I'm gonna help you!"

He raises his arm to hit me, without flinching, his fist connects with my nose.

I stumble backwards, holding my nose.

His fist connects with different parts of my face over and over again.

I cry out in pain and run upstairs.

Sherlock's POV

Freak...freak...freak... I think over and over in my head.

"SHERLOCK WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" I hear

"John..."

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" He repeats.

"Get out." I say to him, still sitting on the cold floor.

"No."

"GET OUT!" I repeat, standing.

AGHHH....my arms.

"NO! I'm gonna help you!"

Oh. Your gonna help me now?

I raise my arm to punch him, trying so hard not to flinch from the pain in my arms.

I hit him.

I hit him over and over again, each punch harder than the last.

He runs upstairs.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!?" My head shouts.

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