6. Helplessness (Sherlock's POV)
After I had kissed John, he ran away from me. I did not mean to scare him or be to possessive over him. I was simply just trying to get the point across that I love him. I attempted to catch his attention, but he was on the phone. He walked up to me with tears in his eyes.
"John," I had said when he reached my presence," I'm- I'm so sorry." He had gotten closer to me and pulled me into a tight embrace. I could feel his tears soaking through my shirt. Had I hurt him that bad? I felt my cell phone vibrate as John reached into my pocket to grab it. I had unlocked the screen to see that I had recieved a text.
How dare you, the text had said. I didn't recognize the number, but John sure did. He leaned in closer to my chest and started to sob harder. I grabbed his hand and guided him back to his car. Once we reached his car, I had a seat in the driver's side. He entered in on the passenger side and commanded that we visit his place. I was contemplating whether or not to listen, if I had said yes and done what he said, it would lead him to being hurt. I did not want to see my John in pain, anymore.