A/N: Is it that time of the week again? Well, I guess it is! I don't really have that much to say as of now...hm. If I think of something I'll add it at the end! Enjoy the chapter :)
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not of my possession much to my dismay :/
SEB POV
"Jim?!"
Holy shit. Holy shit, oh my God. These thoughts ran quickly through Sebastian's head as he ran and knelt down next to Jim's bleeding body, corpse? He may be one soon, and grabbed onto his wrist as to stop the profuse blood.
"Shit! Damn it, Jim. You're not dying on me now!" Sebastian realized quickly that his holding onto the bleeding appendage was not of any use, and took of his own shirt as to try and calm the blood. With tears streaming down his face, he held the bloody piece of cloth onto the carved wrist and pulled out his cell to call 0 (Google says this is the 9-1-1 equivalent in England so I'll trust that it is).
Ring.
Ring.
Each ring felt like an eternity as he watched the broken boy beside him slowly die, and a part of Seb died with every passing second.
"What's your emergency?" A high pitched voice answered the phone, alerting Sebastian again to the situation he was in.
"It's, oh Jesus Christ, shit. My friend cut himself really badly and, he's losing a lot of blood," he started to sob at this point, making his voice crack. Yet he didn't care, all that mattered was saving the beautiful boy beneath him, "God, come! It's Lawrence Prep Sc- School, we're in the mens room in the west wing. Please hurry!" If you were to see the situation from the outside with no context, it would just look like a military boy, strong and dependable, sobbing next to a much smaller body who appears to have wanted to die. To Sebastian it was his life. Of course his family meant the world to him and they always would, but Jim was special. He was exceedingly brilliant, amazingly strong, and someone irreplaceable in Sebastian's life. He was, dare I say, the love of his life.
"Paramedics are on their way sir, just stay on the line and keep pressure on the bleeding area. They will arrive shortly." The voice attempted to soothe the frantic blond, but it did nothing but worry him more. Paramedics would be here shortly? Who knows if he'll even last that long?!
She was correct though, as quickly as 4 minutes later two men in uniform came bursting into the bathroom with the intention to save the young boy's life. As they departed, one turned to him and said, "Young man, what is this boy's name?"
"Moriarty, Jim Moriarty." He smiled a ghost smile as he remembered their first meeting.
"Come on, boy. We have to save Jim's life." The nice older man picked Sebastian up and rushed him off to the car where they quickly dashed through traffic to the hospital. Though it was only minutes, the time passed like years. The tears succeeded but the sadness carried on, that was something that was never ending.
When they arrived at the hospital they rushed Jim quickly into surgery, not leaving any time for the young boy that stumbled after him saying, "Jim! Jim!" He was prevented forcefully from going back into the operating room and was also denied any information on Jim's condition. It killed Seb.
"Young man?" the blond looked up to see a kind looking brunette doctor looking down at him, "Do you have any idea what happened to Mr. Moriarty?"
"Yes ma'am. He was broken."
A/N: Danggggg dramatic ending :) I do sincerely apologize for these chapters being short or if you feel it's rushed, but I do that in part to remind y'all that these sort of things are chain reactions, one causes another and it goes quickly. Any who, any guesses or suggestions for next chapter? I would love to see some in my inbox :)