Sherlock groggily regained conciousness, in a haze of confusion in his drug- addled mind.
sherlock? Ok. Now tell me when it started.
what started when? He slurred
when you were first abused by your father
*sherlock faintly remembered that he didn't want to tell him! but he couldnt remember why
no
sherlock!
*the drugged Sherlock was frightened, so he told him
he came to our house... He was mad and hehitme *Sherlock was having trouble talking and thinking through his daze
and..?
he started hurting me and IWasSeven and then he started doing more
like what sherlock...? *John asked, not sure he really wanted to know.
he sometimes got a wire and tied it around my waist andElectrifiedMe.. He would burnMe and stabMe and starve me and screamAtMe... He shot me twice, butIDon. Really rememberrrrrr because I lost a lot ofBloodddd...
oh my God...
everyone hates me... ImUgly and I eatToMuch and I'm stupidddddd... I am worthless and a freakkkkkkk...*sherlock started to fall asleep. As the narcotics wore off, and his speach was slurred and prolonged.
He finally woke up and was on his bed. He didn't remember anything except for the syringe, a searing, faint pain in his shoulder, and then... Nothing.
he got up, and talked to John, who was sitting at a computer with a webpage with the search title "past child abuse in adults", with his head in his hands, shoulders shaking, crying.
john..?
s-sherlock! I didn't know you were there! *he quickly closed his computer in hopes that Sherlock hadn't seen.
John.. You drugged me...
I had to sherlock... There's a point where your stubborness is going to far and we reached that. So either you talk and I listen or I drug you and then you talk and I listen.
h-how much did I say?
um... Not much.. But enough..
Why would you do that to me?!
i had to!
HOW MANY TIMES CAN I BREAK BEFORE I SHATTER JOHN?