Night was on my side. I could escape through my window, without anyone ever sensing the lack of my presence. I rose, softly moving to the latch. It clicked, and the baritone voice that followed made me jump out of my skin. "He swears he didn't know. I would listen to him, just for a moment. Oh, and try not to spill tea on the floor, Mrs. Hudson has a bad hip."
" I also remember her NOT BEING YOUR HOUSEKEEPER. Now I suggest you shut up and leave so I can go back to being the Holmes problem child, mummy hating me, and NEVER speaking tho m]My croft again." I waited for him to leave, like everyone else had done, but Sherlock isn't everyone else, is he. He is my brother.
But I was fed up with everyone telling me to give it up and give Mycroft a chance. He of all people should understand that I very well cannot do that. He didn't speak to Mycroft for a year after I disappeared. He has no right to tell me to do anything, since I have looked after him for years. He stopped looking for me and everything. If anyone has any right to not speak to any person in this whole universe again, its me. And I wanted him to know.
"You know, your one to talk. If I remember correctly, which you know I always do, you didn't talk to Mycroft for a whole year after I left, and you never let him do anything for you. You aren't exactly the king of forgiveness yourself you know. You have no IDEA what I went through just to stay near you. how many time I've been abducted and had to fight my way out, you have no idea how much mess your job has gotten me into. You had no idea I was alive until three hours ago, because you STOPPED LOOKING! YOU GAVE UP ON ME! I WANTED YOU TO SEE ME! TO JUST TURN AROUND WHEN I CALLED YOUR NAME BUT YOU! WEREN'T! THERE!" and with a hurried flash I opened the window, sliding down the drainage pipe and into the alley. I ran to the street, going to the only place, the only person I knew who would take me in at this hour. Molly Hooper.
I am a horrible person, but yesterday and today were really hectic and I promise the chapters will be longer and tell me if Felicity is Mary Sue-ish at all and I hope to not be such a drama queen with my main character.
The devil wears westwood
thank you and goodnight!
