Our New Life Together

Chapter 38 : William Mets William

Third Person's P. O. V :

One cloudy afternoon, inside the Moriarty Manor, William James Moriarty was inside their family's own library, laying on his favorite couch inside the huge room of books, next to a huge window in the corner, reading his favorite mystery book, Sherlock Holmes, it's quite a weird feeling for William to be reading a story where his beloved's name is literally included in it not to mention, the main character in it. It was a bit weird yet... It was somehow pleasant in a way as well for the young boy... He just didn't understand why though.... As a young boy, he was always fond of math problems and solving mystery... And when he met Sherlock, he felt a weird sensation inside of him like he've already seen the boy somewhere... He felt a connection with Sherlock that he has never felt with anyone else... Not his Parents... Not even his siblings... Just with Sherlock... And him alone.... William never believed in the supernatural... But... If he and Sherlock ever knew one another in another life he'd be the happiest person in the world... Because he believes that no matter where he goes... Sherlock will always be there for him... No matter where is... They will always be together...

"Liam...." A deep voice said in a soft and loving way towards William.

When William heard this familiar voice, he felt like a pair of arms were hugging him just now... The hug felt so... Familiar... Like he was being held by.... Sherlock..... William felt a weird sensation on his cheeks and when he touched them, he felt they were... Warm and..... Wet.... Only then that he realized that he was.... Crying.... But why.... Why would he cry? What would he vry about? William felt his heart ache and throb in pain... But why would he feel like that? Why would he feel pain? And.... Sadness.... William has been feeling like this for awhile now... But he didn't understand why... He's usually fine when he's with his family..... But when he's alone... He's like this... He felt lost... And in utter... Pain... So much pain....

"You murderer!!"

"He's a monster!!

"It's the Lord of Crime!!!

"Run!! He's going to kill us!!!

"You're going to pay for this, Lord of Crime!!!

"He's a demon!!!"

William different types of voices inside his mind saying that he was a demon and a murderer and that he should die. He cried silently while, trying to cover his ears but, the screams weren't going away. It's been like this for years. William would often hear such things inside his mind when he's all by himself. No one else knows about this... No one... Not even Sherlock knows... William doesn't want Sherlock to know... It's not Sherlock won't believe him... It's more like he doesn't want him to worry... He can handle it... Like always... He's already used to it... The pain... The sorrow... The sadness inside his heart that he doesn't understand where it come from... He has a family... Friends... A special someone... And yet he goes and feels like this...

"Sherly...." William cried while trying to not let his sobs out.

Luckily, no one else was inside the library right now or they'll all see this embarassing posture of his.... He was laying down the couch while, hugging his knees tightly and was sobbing in silence... His book fell down on the floor completely forgotten by him... How he wished Sherlock was here... Hugging him... Comforting him... Saying the most sweetest things to him... Telling him about his future plans with him... Travelling the world together.... He missed his Silly Sherly by his side...

"Sherly...." He said with a sob and was trying to stop his tears from flowing down his face.

William didn't knew when but in the middle of crying, he fell asleep on the couch.