Hello Freak!

School

Sherlock sat in the shadows, he hated people and crowds as a general rule though these thugs were quite irritating,

more so than other people. "Hey everyone it's the freak!" Sherlock sighed, Dominick Jones imbecile no.1 "Hey freak

what are you doing?" Sherlock looked up briefly before returning to his book. "Freak I asked you what you was doing"

rolling his eyes Sherlock looked up again. "I am reading the stories of Edgar Allen Poe" Dominick was stumped

momentarily by Sherlocks fellow morons soon joined him, "hey who wants to have a look at the freaks

book!" they made a grab for Sherlock, but Sherlock was too quick, he was on his feet ready to run."Come on freak

show us your book!" Sherlock stood defiantly facing them. "No" they puffed like angry bulls and went for Sherlock.

Luckily Sherlock was quite fast, he was running as soon as he deduced their intentions "get him!" they easily caught

up to him, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground, they kicked him and beat him,Sherlock registered dimly each

injury as they rained down on him, "possible broken rib, maybe a broken wrist or arm, multiple bruises…" his thoughts

drifted away as he succumbed blissfully into unconsciousness but not before he heard the junior students laughing as

their superior copped it.

home.

he limped home, no doubt Mycroft and Mummy would have something to say about this sighing as he thought of what they

would say, Sherlock made his way up the garden path and let himself in, side stepping their cleaner Malcolm, he made his

way upstairs to his room. Carefully shutting the door, he dug around until he found his stash. Sinking into blissful oblivion

as the cocaine circulated through his system he smiled faintly to himself lost in the high.

"Sherlock!" it was Mycroft. "What the hell are you doing?" dammit he forgot to clear the drugs away.

"I am checking you into rehab!" Sherlock knew he could never forgive his brother.

present day

"hello freak" Dominick Jones all over again."Hello Sally" ignore them just ignore them. John was his cocaine, his only

remotely intelligent person that could accept a sociopath.