Johns P.O.V
As we take a walk to the park, I start to think about how I should maybe let her know that we aren't working. How this relationship isn't working, well saying that it was working until me and Sherlock learnt how we both feel for each other and of course when Sherlock told me that Mary is supposed to be some sort of a lunatic with murder in mind. Suddenly I feel sick with that thought in mind and realisation that we're both alone walking through a park, no one in sight.
"Maybe we should go into town? You know somewhere where there's more of a crowd" she looks at me confused as though she realises what I'm thinking. "What I mean is I like the atmosphere of a big crowd of people. I don't like how deserted parks can be, I don't think they're too safe to be honest. I mean anything can happen can't it. Well obviously we're safe but don't you think it'd be nicer maybe just to go to a cafe?" She stares at me before asking if I am ok, she then sits down before suggesting I sit too "I like it here, sit"
I sit down with space between us. "You know I've been thinking and." Before I can finish she abruptly finishes my sentence for me "we should go away, next week maybe! I was thinking maybe Scotland? It would be nice just you and me. Wouldn't it?" Shocked to what I'm hearing I quickly turn her down "I can't..we can't" she turns to me "whatever do you mean? I thought we were ok. Is this something Sherlock has said?! What has he been saying to you?" Nothing I quickly reply "he..likes you" "then why did you hesitate?" She quizzes. She calms down "you know me and Sherlock? We go back years ago, school. He's never liked me..John you have to help me! I. He's trying to frame me for murders! Apparently there's these 3 murders and and he's trying to frame me with my perfume and he's replacing locks of her with mine. John I don't know what to do!??? Please. This is what he does when he has nothing to solve, he frames people, he lies, makes stuff up anything so that he doesn't go crazy."
In panic I feel I can't breath with what she's telling me. "He never told me he knew you. And he would never make something like that up! It's you. Your lying. What is it that he did to you that now your trying to ruin his life? What!!" "Your right, he did hurt me back then. We were in a relationship for 3 weeks, I loved him so so much. All before he broke it off and told me it was all for an experiment. He used me, he knew that I loved him before we were together. That's why he chose me, he chose to play with me, he knew that he would break my heart. But you have to believe me he is lying, I'm not a murderer!" She says as she has tears coming from her eyes "your right, he doesn't like not having a case to solve, it drives him mad. But I can't believe you, I've known Sherlock for a long time now. He's my..best friend, I trust him. I'm sorry your on your own, I was about to let you know anyway that this, us, were not working" I get up and leave.
When I get back I see Sherlock playing his violin, I sit down before I tell him "I've just finished it with her" he doesn't even look at me. He puts his violin down and walks over to me he stops right before my eyes and stares at me "I have something I have to tell you, I've decided its for the best and well." I begin to worry "Sherlock what is it? your worrying me now." He begins to pace the room "this isn't easy for me so I would like for you to keep that in mind...I need to confess. Our whole friendship and short lived relationship has all been a experiment for me. I have came to a conclusion with my research and so I'll be needing you here no longer." "No, no, no she's put you up to this. I know it, she told me that you did the exact same thing to her years ago and yes maybe that was true, maybe you did do that but this time she's making you do it to me for revenge because she knows this time it will break your heart"
I beg with my mind and heart that this is all a lie. Until I realise that maybe it is true, he's selfish and all he ever thinks about is his research. This man before me Is incapable of human affection, how could I have ever not believed her? "John. I'm sorry" "shut up Sherlock, how could you? Why on earth did you decide me and you should be together in a relationship if you didn't mean it?" He stands there thinking, pacing more so "...I only ever needed you to...test just how far Friends would go for each other. Then I decided to...to." He stands there struggling as though none of this is his fault "tell me why Sherlock. Now!!" "...test. The boundaries of friendship and...to see if a close friend could possibly become more through the power of the human heart..." Hearing Sherlock say it makes it reality for me so I decide to get my stuff and leave, feeling as foolish as I possibly could.