Chapter 2:
4 months later found Madelyn in a new school she'd been clean for quite some time. Her father never spoke of the time she'd been found in a drug den, but as far as she knew that was the only time he had known of her 'habit'. A month ago there had been a talent show at school and she had a violin solo. She had asked both Sherlock and Mycroft to come see her and neither had come.
She tried to reason that they were busy, her father was the British government despite when he told people, her uncle a very busy consulting detective who was almost always needed for some case of another. But Uncle Sherl had promised to come to the show, and he was the one she had always been able to count on for things. Hell when she started puberty it hadn't been her father who helped her deal with the explanation of sex and how the body changes, That had been Uncle Sherlock, however when it came to the talk about monthly female problems her uncle had gotten Molly Hooper to tackle that disgusting conversation, sure Molly had been wonderful about it but still it hadn't been something that Madelyn had wanted to deal with.
She was angry, no she was more than angry she wanted to hurt her father…well not really she more felt that she wanted to hurt herself. She hadn't felt this alone in some time and the fact that her father and uncle couldn't even be bothered to show up to her talent show had upset her to no end, it made her feel that she didn't matter to them.
Sighing Madelyn got up ignoring her roommate's prattling on about whatever she could think of to say next and stood grabbing her coat the girl strode out of the room and straight out of the school not caring about what happened to her next. The girl glanced around as she walked through the streets of London not really keen about the chance of getting caught again but perhaps this time she'd OD or something before they found her…ah well one could only hope.
Madelyn snuck through the streets coming to the place that she'd been found in a few months ago, this time though she had money with her so she could buy if need be. But generally she could flirt with a boy and get him to share. Once there she ended up buying some junk for herself and made her way through the semi-dark place until she found an empty mattress. Madelyn sat leaning on the wall as she prepared her needle. She took a deep breath and pierced her skin sighing softly as she pushed the plunger and began to feel the drug making its way through her system, it was the last thing she remembered at least until she awoke in the hospital.
Barts Hospital 3 days later:
When Madelyn finally awoke she saw her uncle, not her father sitting by her side. Her uncle seemed worried, and very very upset. Feeling his hand holding hers she squeezed gently "Uncle Sherl, What's happened?" he looked up at her "Madelyn what have you done to yourself? Why would you go and do this?"
She looked away embarrassed more than anything "I figured you guys just wouldn't care. If I'm gone then father only needs to worry about you. The one who matters most to him has always been you Uncle Sherl." Sherlock chuckled "Oh sweet girl, you have no idea. Your father has always been there for you, you just never knew it."
She perked a brow "The hell are you talking about Uncle Sherl?" Sherlock Holmes ran a hand through his curls and smiled "No matter what you think or feel, Mycroft loves you very much" he seemed to conveniently change his story for her, something was going on between her uncle and father that they weren't telling her about for now she was tired and would let it go. Madelyn sighed "Why isn't he here then Uncle Sherl? What is so bloody important that he can't even be here for me now?" The detective frowned and kissed her knuckles "I asked him to stay away for your sake Madelyn. You needed to have rest before he came in here yelling at you."
Madelyn stared at him trying to deduce what he was telling her but the things she was trying to read off of him didn't make sense. The words concerned and father kept popping up in her mind's eye, finally she shook her head "Its ok Uncle Sherl, he can come in. I can handle him." Sherlock smiled his eyes twinkling as he smiled "alright. If you insist." The man stood and leaned over kissing her forehead "I'll send him right in."
In the hall Sherlock looked to his brother "She's willing to see you. But do not upset her." The elder Holmes frowned "I thought you were going to tell her the truth Sherlock." The detective frowned "Wasn't the time Mycroft. Still isn't the time so don't you bloody say a thing to her either" Mycroft frowned "Tell my Sherlock, Why is it that you wish to take her by the hand now. Play the father if you will, however at the time she was born you decided it too tedious and left the child behind?"
Sherlock sighed "That doesn't matter Mycroft. Just leave it be she's not in a good place, She feels as though we've failed her." The elder brother sighed nodded "I suppose we have failed her Sherlock. Myself too wrapped up with work, you too wrapped up with your life. Perhaps we should have been more attentive or left her with Mummy and father. She may not have ended up so alone in her life, she may not have felt so abandoned by us." Sherlock shook his head "She would feel abandoned either way Mycroft. Her father should have stepped up and been her father instead of expecting everyone else to take care of her."
Mycroft nodded and turned away going into the girl's room, Madelyn looked up at him and took a breath "Alright father. Let me have it." Mycroft shook his head "not this time Madelyn. I'm not going to yell. I am however going to send you to Rehab." She girl shook her head "No! Dad I don't need Rehab" Mycroft perked a brow "Oh Madelyn you don't even see it do you? You could have died." The girl felt defeated by the matter "I was trying to die. Apparently I failed at that too" Mycroft gently took her hand in his "Oh my darling girl. You could have called myself or Uncle Sherlock if there was something bothering you. Why didn't you call?" The girl glares at him "Why didn't you show up to the talent show?" Mycroft frowned "That's what this is about? Myself and your uncle missing a school function that happened over a month ago?"
Madelyn sat up her eyes burning with anger "NO FATHER! THIS HAS BEEN BOILING UP FOR QUITE SOME TIME! THIS IS ABOUT YOU NOT GIVING A DAMN ABOUT ME!" Mycroft was stunned, he blinked a couple times before trying to be calm in his response "Madelyn you are loved." The girl shook her head "YOU COULD HAVE BLOODY WELL FOOLED ME!? I'M ALWAYS A BLOODY AFTERTHOUGHT WITH BOTH YOU AND UNCLE SHERL. THE ONLY PEOPLE IN MY LIFE THAT SEEM TO CARE EVEN A SLIGHT BIT IS GRAN AND GRANDFATHER, BUT I'M HARDLY ALLOWED TO SEE THEM BECAUSE YOU CAN'T BE ASSED TO GO VISIT YOUR OWN BLOODY PARENTS"
Mycroft bit his lip "I'm very busy Madelyn. I can't just drop everything to go visit my parents." The girl glared her voice cold as she spoke "Family is all we have in the end Father. And if you continue to push said family away you will truly be alone when you die. You always say that caring is not an advantage, but don't you see father, It is. Caring, loving people your family it is the greatest advantage of all. It gives you courage at times and strength. Of course naturally your family will drive you crazy. But caring about them always makes you stronger. Not caring makes you a Bloody sociopath."
Mycroft bit his lip "Madelyn…you should rest." The girl looked to him "you and uncle Sherl are keeping something from me and once I'm back on my feet I intend to find out what it is." the man sighed "Stop this. You're acting crazy. We are not keeping anything from you child. Now just please rest and I shall come back later." The girl shook her head "don't do me any favors….Mycroft."