Well I have seen any of the reichenbach fall what happens next stories and well I thought that I would do my own one. I was going to make this a one shot however I decided not to, I hope you enjoy
Night turned in to day, life became death but there was no way that Sherlock would be coming back in John's life and John felt completely alone night after night for the last 3 months; john had nightmares, seeing Sherlock's blood covered body. John had done everything to keep that man alive and he just had to die. John had thought about killing himself but what was the point of that, it wouldn't help nothing ever did these days. John had moved on with his life.
A sound of knocking came at the door; John didn't feel the need to get the door. John thought that if he left it the person would leave however that was not the case.
"Alright, alright I'm coming" John says seeing that this person was not going to go away. He opened the door only to gasp, his eyes widened before his vision blurred to darkness. The figure that John had seen leaned forward to catch his falling friend, he placed his fallen friend on the couch and at on the arm chair waiting for John to wake up. Growing bored he went to the kitchen to make some tea for when John woke up, carrying the tea in to the living room only to receive a punch in the face. The tea cups fell to the floor. "You bastard, do you know what you put me through Sherlock" John growled before going for another punch.
"John pleases, if you let me expla…." Sherlock was saying before being pulled and punched to the floor
"No, Sherlock you listen" John shouts not caring if the neighbours could hear "You made me, everyone believe you were dead and you have the likes to come here" John grabbed hold of Sherlock's collar and pulled him up against the wall, before punching him in the abdominal and pulling him away from the wall and throwing him to over the couch, Sherlock landed more on the top of the couch and fell off landing in a heap. Sherlock could tell that one if not a few of his ribs were ever broken or fractured
"I was doing just fine knowing that you were dead Sherlock and now…" John was saying before Sherlock interrupted him
"John please listen" Sherlock says
"No Sherlock I don't care about what you have to says" John shouts "I hate you and just go drop dead"
"Very well then John, I will leave but know this I only did what I did to keep you, Mrs Hudson and Lestrade alive" and with that Sherlock left the room. John stood in silence for a few minutes trying to figure out what was happening. Sherlock walked down sidewalk thinking about the fall and how John would never forgive him. Sherlock could feel a bruise forming from where John had punched him.
John grabbed his coat and ran down the stairs and out the door; John felt like an idiot, He had never meant what he when he told Sherlock to just go drop dead. John had to find Sherlock before he did something stupid. John saw Sherlock getting in to a taxi "Sherlock" John shouted however Sherlock didn't seem to hear him, John chased after the taxi best he could with no success; John could see an empty taxi and put his hand out. The taxi stopped and John got in to it "Follow that taxi" John says pointing at the taxi that Sherlock had been in; the taxi driver nodded before driving.
Sherlock's taxi stopped at one of the bridges near the Thames, not many people were around so no one would see what was going to happen and therefore not try and stop him. Sherlock stood on the top of the bridge looking down at the river 'I guess this is the end' Sherlock thought to himself 'I'm sorry for the pain I caused you John'
Sherlock was about to fall forward, Sherlock's heart was beating fast. He had only felt like this only once ever since knowing John Watson and that was the hound of the Baskervilles case.
"SHERLOCK" John shouted running over to him "Sherlock don't dare, go and die on me again"
Sherlock was somewhat surprised by John, He turned round rapidly before losing his footing and tumbling down to the icy water below. John ran down to the stair case that led down to the water's edge. John looked frantic, "SHERLOCK, SHERLOCK" John called. John could not see Sherlock anywhere "Oh god" John half thinks/says to himself "SHERLOCK DON'T YOU DARE DO THIS TO ME AGAIN"
John removed his coat before running in to the water, swimming fast looking franticly for Sherlock. John had almost given up before spotting something floating in the water; John swam towards it before grabbing hold of it and pulling it to shore. John pulled the figure from the water before getting a better look, it was Sherlock. John removed Sherlock coat before placing his head down on Sherlock's chest. There was no heartbeat.
"No" John gasped before being to perform CPR "Sherlock don't you die on me, please not again"
John continued doing compressions with each one John was scared that Sherlock was going to die on him again and this time for real "Please Sherlock, don't you even think about dying" John growled before bending down and performing mouth to mouth. John felt anger begin to arise in his body. "Come on you bastard I know you can hear me" John shouts "You selfish bastard"
John threw a fist down on Sherlock chest in anger and sadness. He pulled himself away from Sherlock before breaking down in tears, Sherlock had come back and now he was gone; John vision blurred with tears. John got up tears still falling down his face and turned away from Sherlock "Sherlock there is so much that I have wanted to tell you but now I can't" John whispers to himself "Sherlock…"
John felt that he couldn't finish what he wanted to say. John stopped in his tracks when hearing a sound coming from behind him, John looked back to see Sherlock moving slightly. John quickly wiped the tears away before running to Sherlock "Sherlock, it's going to be alright you hear me" John says before grabbing the mobile from his coat pocket and dialling for an ambulance. John held tightly on to Sherlock's hand, even when Sherlock was taken in to the ambulance John hadn't let Sherlock's hand go. They had came to the hospital and John had to let go of Sherlock as doctors and nurses didn't want anyone interfering with their work as they tried to keep Sherlock breathing and alive.
What seemed like hours to John before Mycroft had shown up. He came and sat next to John "I see that Sherlock finally decided to come and tell you" Mycroft says, John doesn't bother looking at Mycroft.
John looked up to see a nurse walk over to them. "Which one of you are John?" She asked Mycroft and John. John stepped forward "I am" John says, the nurses tells John to follow her. She leads him in to Sherlock's room. Sherlock was laying deathly still and was a ghostly pale colour "He's been saying your name" The nurse says before departing, leaving John and Sherlock alone. John walked to Sherlock's bedside before placing a hand on Sherlock's, John quickly pulled away in fear. He was responsible for this happening; John slightly jumped when feeling something touch his hand.
"John" A voice came from the bed; John couldn't find the strength to look at Sherlock "John, look at me"
"Sherlock, I can't" John says "I, I just can't Sherlock"
John walked out of the room, he felt like something was stabbing him in the heart as he walked from the room. He felt the need to run back in the room and hug the hell out of Sherlock, but how could he do that Sherlock was here because John refused to listen to what Sherlock wanted to say if only he had listened. John walked past Mycroft and out of the hospital.
I know the way John acted was a bit over the top however I wanted to have a bit of anger from him. Anyway I don't know why but everytime I write a Sherlock story it ends up as a slash.
Please review as it will make me post the chapters more quickly
To be continued