Birthday party

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So! Here we go with angst. Sorry :/

I'll have to put a trigger warning on that one and on the next one too. This is the first part of a three-part-story. It was too long, so I cut it. The second part is the longest. I hope you'll enjoy it some way. Good luck to you and we'll see who will get through this and make it alive, ha ha ha (villain's laugh)

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"Hey Sherlock!" said John when I came back home today. I had spent all my day at the morgue, avoiding everyone since 4am this morning, but I eventually had to go back home.

"Hey, John" I answered reluctantly. I hanged my coat on the coat rack, along with my scarf and gloves, stuffed in my right pocket.

"How was your day?" John was waddling a bit, looking self-conscious. I nodded at him: "Good." I was on my way to my room when I heard his voice behind me again. "Sherlock please, stay a bit. I haven't got to see you of all day. Come on, it's your birthday. Don't you want to sit in the living room and have a nice cup of tea? We could watch the Lord of the Rings if you want." He came closer.

The hope in my friend's eyes was unbearable. He genuinely thought I was going to stay with him and have a nice chat. I scoffed and tried to push my way toward my bedroom. "Thanks John, but I don't want to have a cup of tea, nor to watch a movie." "But it's your birthday-" "FUCK MY BIRTHDAY!!!" I snapped. "I HATE BIRTHDAYS AND I DON'T WANT TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM! NOW LET ME ALONE!"

I pushed my flatmate to the side and he hit the wall. I couldn't help but shiver at the horrendous sound of John's head crashing against the hard surface. I ran to my room and slammed the door, sliding against it.

My breath was short and I felt like I couldnt inhale enough air. The fact I was sobbing did not help me. I had to calm down because I was choking, but my mind palace was locked out. The world spined around me and I fell on the floor. My mind went blank and I fought for air before slowly passing out. Just before I left the world of consciousness, I heard John's voice from a distant location: "Sherlock! Sherlock, stay with me, stay with me, Sherlock! Breath, please, for me Sherlock."

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