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The Red Snow
By : orceena
Category: S through Z > Sherlock Holmes (2009) > Sherlock Holmes (2009)
Views: 2450 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes or any of the characters within. I am not making any kind of profit from this story. - Chapter List
John stared at his dead friend while he downed his whiskey on the couch. He didn’t mind the blood that had stained his clothes or his floor. He knew who the blood belonged to. This case wasn’t a mystery. He just killed the man. His colleague, his dearest friend, and… his lover. The police would eventually figure it out. Evidence was against him, but it had to be done. He couldn’t stand the thought of letting his fate fall into the hands of someone else. He had to do it. His actions were merciful compared to what lay ahead for Sherlock in prison. Torture, rape, fearing everyday, the boredom, and the loneliness would’ve killed him. John knew he had to do it. He had to be the one to take care of Sherlock like he always has. No one else would’ve known how. He was his friend till the end.
And the loneliness consumed him. Finally, the reality of what he had done, of what Sherlock had done devoured his soul inside out. He was alone; alone in the pit of rats that would soon tear his flesh from his bones. Slowly. He didn’t want that. He didn’t want to die that way. John had finished his bottle and smashed it against the wall screaming in rage. “FUCK!!! GOD DAMN YOU!!!”John stood from the couch and screamed at no one throwing his possessions around the room. Sherlock’s body remained motionless as a book hit his body. John stopped for a moment to look at what he had done. He couldn’t breathe. His lungs closed and he started panicking. He needed air. John lunged for the balcony doors losing his patience with the lock. He kicked at it. Cold air rushed at his face as he stumbled onto the balcony. He caught himself on the railing as he had slipped on the fresh snow. He fell to the cold slab crying hard and screaming. He started banging his head against the rail. He had forgotten about his promise to Sherlock. He promised him he wouldn’t go near the window, but he did. Sherlock didn’t stop him. He stared back into the room focusing on his Sherlock’s face. The blood had formed a large puddle on his floor. He couldn’t take it any more. Slowly he stood on his shaking legs looking over at the fence below his home. John closed his eyes and turned his back to the cold gripping the rail hard. When he opened them again, Sherlock and Mary were standing in front of him. Their wounds were gaping but frozen. Mary smiled at her husband as she leaned forward and kissed him. Whiskey breath entered his mouth and it turned his stomach. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he whispered as he pulled back from her. She looked hurt. He wanted to ask her why. Why she did what she did and why he couldn’t help her. Why did Sherlock have to be the one to find her out and why did he have to be the one to kill her…instead of him, like a normal couple. He reached out to her to touch her face, but she vanished under his touch. Sherlock stepped up to him and smiled his sad smile. The bloody hole on his temple pulsed. He leaned his head in capturing John’s mouth with his. The blood tasted like honey to the doctor as he swallowed it. He began to cry again. “I’m so sorry. For everything…” “You shouldn’t apologize for her actions, old boy,” Sherlock simply stated. “Help me…I don’t know what to do…” John whispered desperately wanting to drink more of Sherlock’s blood. “Yes you do,” Sherlock said as he gripped John’s shoulders. “I broke my promise.” “It’s alright,” Sherlock whispered back running his phantom fingers through John’s hair. John shivered against the cold. He kissed him once more savoring his beloved for the last time, but then he watched in horror as Sherlock began to vanish just as Mary had. He was left with nothing but the cold. He took a deep breath before hurling himself over the railing. The snow turned red and a taste of honey was left on his tongue as he faded from the cold. ******** End.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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