The Orphan
Summary: When Sherlock decides to go shopping out of boredom, he witness Ella getting beaten. When he scares away the bullies he does something that will change everything. Meanwhile John is starting to question if really isn't gay.
Disclaimer: To bad, too bad. I sadly do not own Sherlock. I do however own everything in this story that doesn't happen in the Sherlock.
Auteurs note: I don't know if school ends at 4 in England, but it does at my place so I'm going to stick at that.
Extra: It is rated K but there will be mention of child abuse.
Chapter 2 (Sherlock's POV):
Ugh, John was a kind man, but he could nag, like no one else could. But John never meant it offensive like all the rest. John was caring and kind. He did care what happened to me. He was his friend. But the best part was that John Watson was starting to fall for him. I had loved him from the moment he came with me to my first crime scene. He ignored the warnings Donovan gave him and he stayed with me. John was loyal.
I smiled, when I thought back about him. He had been staring when I woke up. Yes he had been thinking, but he had been thinking about me. I longed to say something about it, but I was scared he might go in denial again. So I waited and ignored the many glances he gave me during my work.
I don't know why I had a sudden urge to go shopping, John was right, I never went shopping. But for everything was a first time. As I walked through the streets I was surprised at the amount of kids. Normally no kids would be here but it was packed with them. But off course! It was 10 past 4. School had just ended.
I liked kids. I didn't when I was a child. But I do now. Not those teenagers who are mean and arrogant. But the small ones. They were innocent and true. I liked it about them. They would say what they thought and not hide it from the rest of the world.
I turned the corner and heard a yell come from a little ally a little further on. As I made my way to it, to see what was going on, I kept on hearing more things. It were curse words. Bitch! Ugly! Monster! Useless! I hurried my pace. Something was going on.
As I came closer I heard soft thumps, and little moans of pains. The yelling kept on getting louder. Idiot! Scumbag! Stupid! Freak! Just when that word was yelled I got at the ally. What I saw brought up a lot of painful memory's I had hidden in my mind palace. Memories of which I thought I had deleted, but apparently not so.
There was a group of young boys. About 15 years old. They were standing in a circle yelling, laughing, spitting and kicking something on the ground. No, someone. In the middle of the group lay a girl. She was completely curled up. The kicks were landing in her ribs, on her back and at the back of her hands that were protecting her skull. I stood there, frozen, overwhelmed. But thank god I woke up from my trance. *Hey!* I yelled making my way to them. *Leave that girl alone.* Two of the 6 guy turned at me and grinned. *Leave! You didn't see anything!* Then they turned around again, and resumed their kicking. *Yes, I did and I'm telling you to stop. NOW!* When I nearly screamed that last word 4 of them stopped kicking and looked at me. *Are you looking for trouble? Cuz otherwise I would advise you to leave us alone.* When I took a step forward, indicating that I was not leaving the boys sighted.
Two of them pulled knives and the other two cracked their knuckles. The last two boy kept on kicking the poor girl but were watching us now. *Last chance oldy.* They laughed. *Are you threatening me?* I asked faking my surprise. *Yes, we are. Now leave!* *Oh, because that isn't wise. You shouldn't threaten Sherlock Holmes. So I am asking on more time leave!* The other two bullies had stopped kicking now, they were, just like the rest, making their way up to me. *Oh well.* I pulled out the gun I had in my jacket and pointed it at them, I wasn't going to shot, but they didn't know that. The boy stumbled back and raised their hands. Don't shoot! We'll leave! Please, don't shoot!
I slowly let them pass and run away. When they were gone I ran to the girl who had pushed herself up to the wall.
Auteurs note 2: I will post a new chapter when i finish the chapter that i'm writing, right now.