One little boy
This was inspired by LuffyMara's ideas so round of applause enjoy the chapter!
Chapter two
Dinner next night.
Sherlock hated his father, he figured it was a reasonable hate considering all factors, though he did not understand how his mother could still love his father he was cruel and vile! "Sherlock how was school today why do you have a bruise?" mother asked, she was the only one in the house who had truly no idea that her little Sherlock was bullied, was abused at home, that he was on cocaine to deal with everything in his life, that his brother hated him!
"Sherlock please come here a moment" Sherlock got up silently following his father praying that someone would come, someone would ring anything! "Harold" mother! She got up and followed them out, her slight frame making no sound over his father.
"YOU LITTLE FREAK"
He rained down bruises on Sherlock hitting specific areas that had not yet had a chance to heal; there were many welts on his back from his father's belt that now lay bleeding, "Sherlock!" mummy stood there watching her youngest son barely able to breath on account of broken ribs, and her husband beating her son with a belt, "What are you doing to my angel?"
Okay cliffy sorry but this should make up for the delay enjoy!