My bloody Valentine

Chapter 2

*SHERLOCK POV* 

        Jacky came out of the classroom with tears in her eyes.  "Jacky, are you okay?" I asked and she pushed past me.  I walked alongside her trying to get her attention.  "Jacky please, what happened" I pushed on and she stopped.  "Listen mate just leave it be" she snapped.  I looked at her shocked.  "Sherlock I-I didn't mean it I just- well I....I am going through a rough time right now" she said and looked at the ground. "Jacky its fine, I could Imagine its bad" I noticed her tilt her head up slightly. "My brother is in the hospital again" She mumbled stepping back.  "Jacky-" I started but she ran down the hall way crying.  I went on with my day going to each class and seeing Jacky in the back teary eyed but not crying.  The last bell rung and I heard a book slam on my desk.  "Sherlock..." Jacky spoke quietly.  "Jacky, about earlier I- " She cut me off by covering my mouth.  "Shut up okay, i'm sorry for earlier I shouldn't have been that rude to you" she looked down.  "Its fine Jacky" I half smiled.  She pulled me into a hug and smiled.  "I was afraid you would be mad at me" she laughed.  "Of course not" I said as we walked out of the school.  "Well, See you monday then" She smiled and started walking away.  "Have a happy Easter Jacky" I yelled and she turned around waving.  "Back at ya" she called back.

        I walked into my home only to hear laughter from the living room.  I dropped my bag and ran into the room to see my Mother, Father, And Brother sitting and talking.  "Sherlock how was your first day?" my mum asked me smiling.  "It was great, it is a Friday after all" I sat in my chair across from her.  "So, No one said anything to you...?" She asked and I nodded.  "Not a single person did, it was...pleasant really" I replied and shook my head.  "Good, I'm glad" My father walked in with tea.  "Oh Sherlock, We are going over to a friends house for Easter this Sunday so please behave" My father said making me sit up straight in my chair. 

"But I-" I started but My mother cut me off

"No buts you are going" she gave me a look saying 'don't argue with me' 

"Fine, but I hope you realize that this won't help me with my staying quiet" I got up and walked to my room.  I slammed my door shut and flopped down on the bed. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~WIBBILY WOBBLY TIMEY WIMEY TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE DOCTOR~~~~~'~~~~

        "SHERLOCK HURRY UP WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE" Mycroft yelled while banging on my door.  I swung it open and glared at him.  "Ready" I snapped and ran downstairs.  I met my parents at the car and got in.  "Sherlock dear you look nice" my mum smiled and fixed my crooked collar.  "Thank you Mum" I said and slumped against the seat a bit.  "I think you are going to like these people, they are so sweet, and their eldest daughter is such a doll" my mum said and looked at me. I knew she wanted me to have friends but a little girl is not going to help any.  'I'll try' I mumbled and she shook her head.  "Sherlock I just really want the best for you" she reached for my hand.  I held hers in mine.  "you are doing a fine job" I smiled at her.  

        We pulled up out side of the house, or I should say mansion.  I looked in awe at the huge estate, there was a open window on the west wing and beautiful music was heard playing.  I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked to see Mycroft.  "Who ever they are, they have big bucks" he remarked and My father hit him over the head.  "Come now, they are expecting us" we knocked on the door and a tall woman with silk black hair answered.  "You must be the Holmes', please follow me" She smiled and lead us to a large ball room.  "Oh Wanda, Timothy so wonderful to see you again" Mrs.Athens smiled and hugged my parents.  "This must be Mycroft then" She smiled and shook my brothers hand.  "Sherlock good to see you" She hugged me and smiled.  "The kids are up on the third floor if you wish to join them" Mrs.Athens nodded to one of the maids and they us up.  I stood in the door way and watched as the children smiled and a teenage girl was asked to dance with one of the younger boys.  "I would love to" she smiled and put her arms around the 13 year old boys neck and waltzed around the room to the music being played.  She traded off places with the boy to join and small girl about 4 or 5 picking her up and setting her on her hip.  She spun around the room smiling at the girl.  When the song ended everyone clapped and she bowed.  "Bravo" I smiled and she turned to me.  "SHERLOCK" She smiled and hugged me.  "what on earth are you doing here" She asked and pulled away.  "My parents drug me... Jacky?" I asked finally realizing the waist length red curly hair, bright blue eyes, 5 foot 6 frame.  "Yeah, wow I didn't think I would see you here" She stepped back.  I noticed what she was wearing, a black crop top that had tank top then no shoulders and re connected, she was wearing shorts and combat boots with a cat eye eyeliner and red lipstick, she had on a flower crown and to top it all off diamond earrings.  "Neither did I" I smiled.

        *JACKY POV*

  "You're worthless! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY WE ADOPTED YOU!!" he screeched at me and kept on throwing all things at me that he could hold onto. I didn't even flinch because I'm used to it every day. This is our daily routine and although this would constitute as abuse, I still didn't say anything.he picked up a book and threw it at my face, hitting my right cheek and believe me it stung. I could barely breathe when he kept on walking around throwing all the things that I managed to buy for him. That includes our picture frames, mirrors and even my iPad. he even claimed that I didn't do anything but then I don't have the heart to actually speak to him.  I ran upstairs after he passed out and sat in the window sill.  I looked at the stars in the sky and cried keeping my sobs to a minimum.  I thought about my mama.  I looked nothing like my parents, at all.  They both have green eyes, and brown hair.  I have blue eyes and red hair.  I'm different from them, from everyone.  No one loves me, no one cares.  My dad walked out on us when I was 4, now he wants me in his life to be a punching bag.  My mom hardly notices me at all.  I just don't fit in. 

        I cried and cried until I finally opened my window and climbed up on the roof.  I layed there for about a hour before I got a text.

Jacky? you okay?-SH

Yeah, just shaken-JA

Alrighty then, meet me @ the park tomorrow at 10-SH

I'm scared but why?-JA

you'll see-SH