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And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
Mycroft stared out of the window of the black cab at the bleak fields that surrounded the narrow country road. The heavens appeared to be trying to drown the area, the heavy rain lashing down from the grey sky mercilessly showing no indication of stopping. He wasn't an idiot; he knew the weather couldn't really reflect one's mood, but it was doing a damn good job of it. He closed his eyes and tried to forget what awaited him at his destination.
The car slowly rolled in front of the house (for want of a better word, manor might be more appropriate) crunching on the pebbled ground. The building was large and grand but slightly past its former splendor. The roof sagged more than it used too, the doors warped and the iron framed windows rusting. There was a certain feeling in the air that he couldn't describe.. As he got out the car and approached the house he realised the perfect word. The place was lifeless.
Mycroft took a deep breath and put his hand on the tall oak door of his childhood home. Perhaps it was a bit premature to be calling it his childhood home; he had left on his sixteenth birthday to attend university and had only just turned seventeen, not even a legal adult yet. He hadn't came back once in that year, due to his strained relationship with his father. In hindsight that now seemed a petty reason to stay away, why hadn't he visited? Even just for Christmas, or dropping in to exchange pleasantries over tea. It would have taken little to no effort. But instead he had put as much distance between himself and the house as possible, leaving it to fall apart in his absence.
He almost yelped in surprise when he finally pushed the creaking door open. Sherlock sat on the marble floor, hand wrapped around his knees, his head bowed. At the sound of the door opening his dark curls stopped quivering and he raised his head to look up at the newcomer. Mycroft quickly took in his appearance, the quaking body, the glistening ice blue eyes, the tears rolling down his cheeks and the dark bruise dramatically obscuring his left cheek.
You'll have to wait till the next chorus to get the rest of the story! I know this one doesn't really have much to do with the lyrics, but I wanted to put it in somewhere so...please review! :)