Sorry if this story has already been done it just kind of came to me. Feel free to comment and/or review! And of course enjoy! xo
Sherlock let out an audible sigh as the fire rushed through his veins. Letting his head fall back, his eyes slipped shut, the vile falling from his hand. He loved this feeling, as each thump of his heart brought him closer to euphoria. Of course he knew it was a lie, just a chemical reaction but it helped and he needed the quiet.
Everyone thought that it was easy being him, that it was effortless but they were wrong. Sure he liked the puzzles, the games but in truth it was lonely. He sometimes wished he could be more like John, simpler, more confident with social situations and more able to converse with others. Sometimes he wished that he couldn't see what he saw, every minute detail of everything and everyone. Walking down the street to him was like seeing everyone's life story playing out before him. That girl on the bus was cheating on her boyfriend of six years, while that man waiting for the cab was planning to sell out his best friend over a promotion at work and so on. It was tiring and sometimes he just needed a break, to shut it all off and just be him. That's where the drugs came in, they slowed him down, let him bask in the quiet.
He groaned again as he reached his high. Sherlock let his weight sink into his mattress, feeling himself become weightless. He began to slowly unbutton his shirt, freeing himself from the silky material he fell back, his bare toes curling at the feeling of his comforter against his skin. Sherlock let his fingertips run down over his chest, tracing soft patterns across his pale skin as he lost himself in non thoughts.
Maybe this is what it's like to be normal? No thoughts, no cares just a warn fuzziness?
He had no idea how long he had been laid there when he heard John coming up the stairs, hours? Days?
"Sherlock?" the doctor rushed to his friends' side, picking up the vile from the floor he cursed under his breath "Why Sherlock? Why?" Sherlock's eyes rolled open and he looked up at his friend with a smile.
"Oh John, John, I just wanted to feel,"