Chapter 2: getting used to Sherlock
Ok so thanks to all the people who have read the last chapter. I will keep updating. Oh I forgot to say that Sherlock and john are both 17. this chapter has brief references of self-harm and abuse
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anyone like that (wow im getting board of that already!)
Sherlockaddic
(Sherlock'sPOV)
I walked out of our form room with john walking next to my side. He kept looking at me almost staring. There was something different about him, his company felt almost pleasurable! He ran his fingers through his short sandy coloured hair. I felt almost breathless as he did that. I pushed that feeling to the back of my mind. Then he looked up at me with those blue eyes which you could instantly be lost in…..wait a minute was I falling in love with john. I instantly looked straight ahead of us. My heart was pounding faster at every beat as I could here his breathing. Damn I was, I had a crush on him! "Hey Sherlock are you ok?" the voice said. I nearly jumped because I was so into my thoughts of john. But luckily that voice was john. "erm yes I am fine just thinking sorry" I apologised. He just smiled and we ended up in silence until break
(John's POV)
The whole of 1st and 2nd period I hadn't been able to stop thinking about Sherlock and his raven colour hair, and his dreamy eyes, and his cheekbones and…..wait was I falling in love with Sherlock Holmes? No I can't…. My dad will kill me you know how much he hates gay people…. That's why he disowned harry…no even though I like boys I vowed I would try to like girls (even though that wasn't working!), damn it I had to admit it I was I love with Sherlock Holmes! I followed him out of maths when he told me to go away. I stood there. Puzzled. Then I heard a shout "hey gay boy come here" I saw Sherlock flinch as sally Donovan and Anderson and the rest of their cronies came over. Sherlock shoved me away and I fell to the floor against the wall. I tried to get up but Anderson has holding me down. "Hey Johnny boy im not gonna hurt you but if you try to help freak over there I will! Ok?" I nodded, scared. Then all of a sudden I heard a loud thump as Sherlock was thrown to the wall with sally holding onto his collar. Sally held him as her cronies (at least a year above us) beat Sherlock up. He tried not to yelp at each hit but every time a feeble cry came out. I didn't know what to do. Blood was streaming down his pale face and then sally dropped him. Leaving him lying on the floor, in pain and frightened. Sally and the rest walked of. Sherlock didn't move. Blood was pouring out of his mouth and I looked away. It was horrible. I ran for a teacher and they just sighed and said "again". The she got out her phone and spoke into it "yeah hello? I need an ambulance at the st Peters school again. Huh. Yeah it is Sherlock again" I looked at Sherlock and then at the teacher again? That means…..this has happened before. The ambulance came and hauled Sherlock onto a stretcher. His shirt sleeve lifted up to reveal numerous cuts around his wrist…and further up lots of bruises…. No he can't….no not Sherlock…he said that he hated home why would he do this to himself and who at home would hurt him?
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