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Hey guys thanks for the reviews! I have been busy so here is another chapter :D thanks!
Oh I should probably say this is a chapter with triggering topics and quite nasty if you can't handle it then don't read ok enjoy!
One little boy
Chapter 17
Sherlock stared wide eyed as the car drove away. His father looked at him with a strange and scary look in his eyes.
"Hello Sherley" Sherlock shivered, he had never wished to hear that voice again. The car pulled up at an abandoned warehouse. grabbed Sherlock and pulled him bodily from the car marching him forcefully to the warehouse door. The door was open and Sherlock was thrown onto the hard concrete floor. He stared around the dark warehouse, around him were several people staring at him.
"Eh Harold whats this?" One of the figures called as he kicked Sherlock grinning.
"Its the new toy!" Sherlock started to hyperventilate, as the figures surrounded him. Hands started to grab at him,
"NO GET AWAY FROM ME!" Sherlock was held down as the men started to undress Sherlock.
*Lestrade*
He had followed the car as much as he could. It had pulled up at an abandoned warehouse. Lestrade warily stepped out watching for anyone around there was a door that was ajar Lestrade stepped in and saw a group of men laughing yelling as they surrounded a figure on the ground.
"Sherlock!" the men scattered revealing Sherlock crumpled on the ground. Lestrade ran to his side crouching beside him. Sherlock was badly bruised and crying silently. His clothes were torn but still covered him thank god Lestrade muttered as he turned around, Harold Holmes was staring at him.
"Who are you?" he asked angrily.
"I am Gregory Lestrade from Scotland Yard who are you?"
"Harold Holmes" Lestrade was silent.
Sherlocks father.