Okay. So...I wrote this and submitted it for my English coursework and have had to wait a while before uploading it here :)
This is basically an exploration of Sherlock's character (BBC version) from the mind of Sherlock himself. This took me absolutely ages to get right but I really hope that I managed to successfully capture the character. It really was so much fun to write and I hope that others enjoy reading it.
It is set just before John's wedding and is in the form of a monologue. I will be uploading separate sections of it each week, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't, and probably never will, own BBC's Sherlock or any of its affiliations ...
People are idiots. John especially so. They always assume that being bored is an impossibility, especially for a sociopath like me. It's not: I'm bored and have been thus for the exact time of 27 hours and 12 minutes.
No matter, small issues of course. 'The wedding was nice, apparently.' At least that's what everyone is saying, using that deliciously and exasperatingly normal word, 'nice'. I daresay, the 'nicest' part was the murder; everyone beforehand was dull and then suddenly became suspects. In a manner of speaking they became interesting, full of life.
I digress. John was angry before the wedding. I was merely deducing that the suit he had bought was cheap, selected last minute from a small discount store in the centre of London, possibly down a back alley, judging by the replaced price tag; the brown paper bag and the faint smell of spilt alcohol. I then went on to suggest that he was 'feeling' (an action I myself am still not fully acquainted with) reluctant about committing himself to the wedding and Mary. Aforementioned, I am unsure what I said but he punched me, not intended to permanently damage, due to the strength behind the blow and the way he angled his fist 45 degrees before contact, but: I fell.
I was shocked to say the least, however his outburst following was expected, especially after the preceding lash outwards, a warning if you will, of the storm to come. 'Sherlock!' he yelled. At which point I answered, 'yes'. I have been told (repeatedly) it is polite to answer a person saying your name. Obviously it doesn't just have to be that single, simple, friendly vocalisation. However, apparently you shouldn't answer when people scream your name (it just makes things worse).
'Don't say 'yes' all innocent, Sherlock! You know exactly what the issue is!' I honestly didn't. (He disagreed).
'You know exactly what you're doing! Stop persisting in your attempts to make me stop the marriage with Mary over your petty jealousy. It's happening Sherlock! Whether you like it or not!' He immediately stormed out of the room. Now, I'm not an idiot (obviously). I can recognise emotions and John was, quite clearly (if I can chance the expression), 'pissed!'
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