((So, my first Sherlock fanfic, its kinda really bad, but I'm quite proud of it... Enjoy. Also, I'm not ACD or someone from BBC, so I didn't write the books or create the show... Sad times.))
It wasn't John's fault he couldn't go past Bart's anymore. It wasn't John's fault he couldn't see most of his friends anymore. It wasn't John's fault he couldn't control the flashbacks, tears and nightmares that plagued him anymore. It was, of course, John's fault he could only get rid of them through alcohol. He was currently spending $100 a week on the stuff, more than Harry was before she stopped drinking. ((I would like to point out that both Sherlock and myself are indeed British, but my laptop hasn't got a pound sign)) But the alcohol numbed the pain, stopped the terrors and, when he was drunk enough, gave him hallucinations of Sherlock ((I would also like to state that I've never been drunk in my life so I have no idea if this is true)) The problem was, the alcohol was starting to affect John as a person. He was violent, rude and angry. So, following a pub fight, the random guy who was sitting next to him forced him to sober up, sent him to an AA meeting. Get him off the booze. It worked. For a while, until he woke up screaming Sherlock's name-again-and thinking he could hear the violin. So he started drinking again. The day after he returned to "old faithful" John was walking, more limping, around London when he saw someone just like him. Lost. Alone. Broken. He spoke to the man and found out his name was Sebastian Moran, or Seb for short. Seb was just like John in many ways, so they became friends and moved in together. Not 221B of course, and they could talk for hours on end. Best friends, nothing more, as Seb had been in love with his boss before he died, and john was ...John. Their friendship lasted about 3 years, until, of course, Seb found a man with a scar on his face sitting in the lounge. Recognising the man, Sebastian had screamed out and attacked, ending his friendship with John. After all, no-one touched his Sherlock, only he could do that.
((Yeah that was it, like I said, utterly terrible and I could've sworn it was longer but apparently not. Ah well. R&R please))
