The Taxi stopped at the building infront of the hospital. The door opened.
"Sherlock?
"John..."
'Sherlock, Where are you?"
"John, I need you to promise me to carry on."
"Sherlock, what do you mean? Sher..."
Johns gaze went up.
"oh my good Sherlock... What are you doing?"
"John, keep your eyes fixes on me, would you do this for me?"
"Sher.."
"John, it was just a game. I'm not that brilliant consulting detective everybody thinks I am. Moriarty was right."
"Sherlock, what are you doing? Sherlock please...'
"It was just a game. A trick. I'm a liar."
"John, I'm sorry, please forgive me.
He was holding his phone pressed on his face while a tear rolled down his cheek.
"Good bye, John"
Sherlock throwed his phone at the rooftop. John coun't hear him anymore.
"Sherlock", John wispered confused.
"Goodbye Love. I hope I will see you one day again. Maybe in heaven...or hell. Forgive me, John."
Sherlock made just two steps,
stretched out his arms and let his body fell.
"SHERLOCK!"
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RandomWARNING: death, suicide, drugs, violence, many tears, emotional content (I hope it doesn't destroys you :) ) After sherlock's death John loses all sense of reason. He sinks into drugs and pain. I'm still at the beginning of my story, so the descrip...
