Requested by Doctor_Who_is_awsome
(Art above by me :3)
Also thank you all so muck for the 2K reads! How did this happen? Anyway love you all! Hope you enjoy!
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You headed down the road to 221b Baker Street. It took you a good 5 minuets to get there but not to long.
You walked up to the door and knocked on the door with the crooked door knocker.
"Enter" you heard a voice say. You instantly registered the voice as the one of Sherlock Holmes.
You opened the door and walked up the stairs to the room the voice came from.
You looked into the room to see the form of Sherlock Holmes laying on the couch, hands under his chin in a praying position with his eyes closed.
"Sit" he said pointing to the empty chair that was across from the couch.
You obeyed and sat down.
You suddenly saw Sherlock spring up from the couch, startling you.
"Who are you?" He questioned.
"Pardon?" You said.
"Your name," he said sounding rather annoyed.
"Oh um, Y/N Y/L/N sir." you said.
"No need to call me sir, Sherlock will do." He said.
"Uhm alright Sherlock." you said. You fidgeted awkwardly in your chair.
"Miss me?"he said suddenly.
"What?" You said extremely confused. "I'm sorry sir, Sherlock" you corrected yourself " I only met you for the first time 12 minutes ago, that is not enough time to miss someone."
"Incorrect," he stated plainly.
"What?" You said once again very confused.
"Two years ago," he stated.
Oh god.
Two years ago.
The day you broke off from the world.
The day you had your heart broken.
The day of the fall.
~~Flashback~~
"Sherlock please" you begged.
"I'm sorry Y/N" he had said.
"Please"you begged.
"Our love is fiction" he said
"What?" You said confused.
"Oh Y/N, if only someone was out there who really loves you."he said.
Then you saw him jump.
All the words you wished you could have said.
~~End of Flashback~~
Your face fell.
Sherlock Holmes.
The Man Who Broke Your Heart.
"So now judging by you face you know who I am so," he said "Miss me?"
You just broke down crying into your knees.
"Well not the reaction I was hoping for." Sherlock said.
You suddenly stood up and slapped him across the face.
"You fuggin prick" you said.
You then headed for the door.
"Y/N?!" Sherlock then said suddenly.
"Yes Sherly?" You said mockingly, remembering the nickname you used to call him.
"Please don't leave." he said.
"Our love is fiction" you said quoting his exact words.
"Please Y/N don't" he said.
Aww he's begging you thought.
"Oh Sherlock" you said "If only there was someone out there who actually loves you."
You smiled a sickeningly sweet smile.
"Goodbye Sherlock Holmes" you said.
You then walked out the door of 221b Baker Street.
Being without Sherlock had literally drove you to madness.
But that's what happens to psychopaths,
They'll always crack in the end.
They will always be broken.
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Sorry about that. I am in a weird mood today. Or I just listened to Daemons by Imagine Dragons 1 to many times. Again so sorry for this. It was really bad. I will post a better fic next time. Bye!