Mycroft's Pride
The halls of St. Ignatius school were bustling everyone preparing for the new school year, the only person not happy to be returning to school was Madelyn Violet Holmes. She hated school she always felt that her IQ grew lower by the day and she was constantly stuck with some fashion conscious wannabe in her room.
Madelyn had been there for a while and her new roommate hadn't arrived as of yet, So she pulled on her long black coat and decided to see if she could still go unnoticed away from school property. As she slipped out of the room she heard the telltale yell of "THE FREAK IS BACK!" from various students, shaking her head Madelyn simply walked past everyone and headed out.
Madelyn Holmes strode alone and unnoticed away from the school grounds and into the bustling city streets. She glanced around realising where she was and smiled as she simply walked toward one of the rougher parts of the city and into a drug den. Her father had no idea of her drug habits, it was a secret she kept quite well.
In the flop house she was staying in, she was known simply as Mimi, She had endeared herself quickly with one of the males in the house and the two of them lay side by side on the mattress staring at each other as he stuck a needle in her arm kissing her as he pressed the plunger so she could be as high as he. Madelyn moaned low into the kiss and then froze as she saw a shadow cast over them, she looked up and groaned "Bloody hell, Have you come to get me Uncle Sherl?"
The man standing over her didn't speak he simply grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the guy "you should know better than to skip school. He knows everything. And soon he will know your secret" Madelyn shook her head as the guy she'd been kissing looked up "Mimi…What's going on?" The tall man perked an eyebrow "Mimi? Really?" he shook his head and pulled her along with him "Let's go Madelyn"
The girl didn't protest nor did she allow her Uncle's dragging her away to ruin her high, mostly she just allowed him to prattle on and on. When he finally stopped yelling at her she looked to him "I don't see why you're getting bent out of shape for Uncle Sherl, It's not like my recreational activities effect you any."
The detective chuckled "Oh but they do Madelyn. Because Mycroft blames me for your mistakes and any injuries. You need to stop this now before you kill yourself. It would break his heart and you know it." The girl groaned as they got out of the cab at Baker Street "That's crap uncle Sherlock. Its utter crap. My father cares only about his job and his public image."
While Sherlock couldn't argue the point about his brother he also couldn't condone his niece speaking about her father with such disgust. He sighed and put a hand on her shoulder "Madelyn, your father while cold and aloof at times, he does care about you. You're the only person he loves more than he loves himself." Madelyn shook her head and sighed as she threw open the door "I'm telling you Uncle. My father hates…..me" Her words dropped off as she saw her father sitting on the steps.
"What are you doing here dad?" the older man stood leaning on his umbrella as Sherlock spoke "I called him" She spun on her foot "YOU BLOODY CALLED HIM!?" Mycroft glowered at her "Of course he bloody called me! I'm your father" the girl shook her head and squeezed past Mycroft who spun around to watch her walk up the stairs " grumbling to himself he stomped up behind her.
"MADELYN VIOLET HOLMES DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME!" when he walked into the door he saw his daughter curled up in his brother's chair with her hood over her head. "Go away dad. And stop watching me on CCTV. And please stop sending uncle Sherl to bail me out of whatever imaginary problems you always seem to think I have." Mycroft frowned "your uncle found you in a crack den. I really don't think that is an imaginary problem Madelyn."
The girl sat up crossing her arms over her chest, Mycroft almost laughed she looked like she did when she was five and being petulant with him. "Madelyn dearest. What possessed you to go to that place?" The 15 year old sighed heavily "I needed to get away. Out of that bloody school daddy." Mycroft frowned "School has only just begun Madelyn." She jumped out of the chair "I'm so tired of being the freak! I hear it all the time Daddy. The freak is here. Holmes is a freak. Holmes thinks she's so bloody smart. I'm tired! I'm Just so bloody tired of having to fight my way through school."
Mycroft stared at his little girl surprised at the outburst "Why did you not tell me about this darling?" The girl just looked at him incredulously "Are you bloody serious? And show you that I'm weak?" Sherlock had come in hearing her, he frowned but said nothing watching to see how Mycroft handled this. Mycroft sighed softly "Madelyn….If you had told me I wouldn't have sent you back to that school." The girl closed her eyes, she had never cut her emotions off the way her father and uncle had. A tear fell down her cheek. "I hate that school Daddy. Please don't make me go back there" Mycroft placed a gentle hand on her cheek "you don't have to go back there. I want you to spend a few days with Sherlock until I get you into a different school"
Madelyn nodded and smirked at her uncle's scowl but she knew that Sherlock would challenge her and teach her things as he always did. She looked over to her father "Thank you daddy." Mycroft nodded "no more trips to that drug house. If I find out that you're in that place again and it won't be a different school you will be attending. You will be going to a rehabilitation centre." The girl nodded slightly "Yes father." With nothing more said Mycroft gave her a pinched smile and turned to go out the door.
Once Mycroft was gone Sherlock looked to his niece "You. Go have a lay down in my room. I'll order some take away and I'll wake you when it arrives." The girl yawned and nodded heading into her uncle's room, she curled up on the large bed started to drift off to sleep.