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Ungrateful heart,
No one's taught you how to love
And I wouldn't know where to start
Your big blue eyes have seen all of me
Now I can't deceive,
Even with the more persuasive little lies
You're scaring me, I wanna go home
-Maria Mena "You're Scaring Me"
"Holmes wait!" I called, astonished at the ferocity I'd just witnessed out of him. It wasn't human or natural, but I wasn't about to let him leave me behind, even if I was scared of following him.
Turning back, the detective stared as I followed him out of the alleyway. It was hard to see him properly with the light behind him, but I could make out the blood and I shuddered. He seemed almost savage, and there was little recognition in his eyes.
"Holmes what is it?" I bravely grabbed his arms and gently shook him a little. "What's wrong?" I tried to draw him out of whatever terribly dark netherworld he had fallen in.
"You died..." Holmes breathed. "I felt for your pulse..."
"Holmes I wasn't near you. That was someone else." I told him softly, pulling him into a hug. "Its okay, I'm right here."
Somehow, the hug worked. I expected him at any moment to completely loose it – go over the edge and be out of reach for forever. But as I hugged him he seemed to slowly return. And I felt him return the embrace and begin to breath better.
And I commanded the abyss to let my friend go.