Never Too Late

by Johnlockforthewin

When Lestrade shows John an old video of Sherlock, John realizes he knows nothing of Sherlock's past. As he learns, he isn't sure he wants to anymore. Rated for drug use, dub-con, abuse/child abuse, self-harm, and other themes in further chapters.

10. Chapter 10

Never Too Late

"What?" Sherlock walked over to David. "What are you doing?"

"Just play the sheet music I gave you last week," David said, and started playing his bass, cutting Sherlock off. Sherlock huffed, but played the sheet music he'd memorized last week.

David had a slightly higher voice than Sherlock, so when he started, it was weird to hear his voice alone.

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late

David was looking right at Sherlock.

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

No one will ever see
The side reflected
And if there's something wrong
Who would have guessed it
And if I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

The world we knew
Won't come back
The time we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had
Won't be ours again

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

The whole time the sing was going, David was directing his attention to Sherlock.

In the past, Sherlock had thought about taking his life, but why would he do something so pedestrian? It wasn't as if he had to be at his house anymore; and he could get money from this stupid band so he could pay for his cigarettes and cocaine. Life was fine now. No reason to end it.

Sherlock was staring off into space when he registered that David was talking to him.

"Hey, you alright, mate?"

Sherlock just nodded. Suddenly, he felt very tired; like the world was just going to swallow him up at any moment. Probably needed a hit. Well he could do that now.

"David, give me my money," he snapped, just before he fell over, darkness consuming him.