*Sherlock's POV*
As I was walking out of the precinct, I heard John's voice calling out my name. Safe to say that I do not want to talk to him right now. But, seeing as he was running and I, speedwalking, he caught up to me fairly quickly.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked me exasperatedly.
"Home. Isn't that obvious?" I responded, glaring daggers into his eyes.
"Y-you can't. Not without police supervision."
"What do you mean 'without police supervision'?"
"You need a police officer with you at all times. Lestrade told me so. He said that you can't go unsupervised because of your affiliation with the killer."
"The only reason that they know about my affiliation with him is because of YOU! I don't want, nor need, a babysitter!" I shout at him, furious that he spilled my past to my so-called 'co-workers'.
"Well that's to bad" said a voice that I all too despise. "Because you're stuck with me until midnight!"
"Anderson. Let me guess. You volunteered to babysit me?"
"Oh you bet I did! I want to see you scramble over the fact that your boyfriend's back!"
"Well it won't be pleasant I can tell you that much."
"Oh I'm sure it will."
"Piss off."
I can't believe that Gredge is giving me a babysitter! This is ridiculous! Why can't they understand my situation here. He. is. back. Jim! And I'm stuck with Anderson!? Bullshit. Absolute. Bullshit.
After a good 15 minutes we finally arrive back at 221B Baker Street and I plop down on the sofa after a very long day that I was not expecting. I genuinely just feel shocked. Surprised.
I feel slightly like how I felt the 1st day that I met him."Sherlock dear where have you been" asked an all too panicked looking Mrs. Hudson "I've been worried sick about you! Here, let me make you some tea, make yourself comfortable, I'll be back in a few." She said walking back down the stairs she had just climbed.
As she said, I made myself comfortable on the sofa. My eyes drifted down to my hands where I had unconsciously unfolded the paper dedicated to me. I reread it again. And again. And again. Until all I saw were coloured blotches and shiny lines from the immense amount of tears begging to be set free from the prisons that were my eyes.
Anderson and John were sitting in the armchairs, silently watching me as I allowed the rivers to escape.
I've never been good with my emotions and I certainly don't know how to deal with them. As I'm bawling my eyes out, i curl myself into a ball and rest my head on my knees, holding my my legs tightly with my arms by wrapping them around myself.
This must of shocked the two men as none of them dared to move.
Mrs Hudson came back up the stairs holding a tray with tea cups, milk and a kettle of Yorkshire tea. As she saw me crying, she quickly but the tray down and sat next to me, rubbing small circles on my back and making soothing noises. Managing to calm me down enough to stop me from crying.
"Oh honey, what's wrong?" She asked handing me a cup of tea once I had unballed myself.
"I don't know..." I answered truthfully. "I think I'm just..."
I look at the flowers that symbolise our last goodbye.
"Really... happy."
As a long red petal,
slowly fell.
Omg I am SO SORRY! It's been like 8 months since I've updated!! I am SO SO sorry! Please forgive me 🙏🏻
I've been going through a bit of stuff lately. Mostly with my mental health and with school.
You know, the normal stuff:
Wondering wether you may be depressed, have anxiety, have autism, who knows!
Just all in all, absolute midden.I'm still not feeling too good about life right now, but I'm planning on getting it all sorted during the summer holidays that are only two months away. After I'm done with the stress of school and my finals, I'll be able to sort out my mental health for when I change school in September.
So, i should, officially be back...
Normally.And I'm sorry that this chapter is a little short. I just needed to explain my absence and see if anyone will even keep reading this TwT
So, I hope that whoever is reading this has a splendid day, and just know, that you are not alone! People are out there to help you, they love you, they care about you, even if you don't see it. You may be feeling lonely, you may be feeling stressed or sad, like your life is crumbling around you. But just know, that people are there. People will help. That they care for you. That I may not know you, but that I care for you and your well-being.
If you are feeling down, don't be scared to reach out. Tell someone, anyone, what you are feeling and let yourself be heard.
They love you.
I love you.
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You And I Against The World: Part II
FanficAfter a decade of loneliness and sociopathy, Sherlock and his past partner rekindle their old love, in a not so normal way. But then again... They aren't normal :)