𝑃𝑈𝑅𝐸 || 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿

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❝ hello this is the l/n household, who am i speaking to? ❞, you say, leaving your phone on speaker and continued going through your novels

❝ this is inspector lestrade, i would like to inform you unfortunate news ❞

your eyes narrowed in confusion, an emotion you didn't quite get it yet and waited for him to continue

❝ your guardians passed away due to some disturbances ❞

you felt a stung of melancholy and confusion gripping your heart. you covered your mouth to prevent any sort of noise, ❝ i'm sorry but what did you mean by disturbance? ❞

on the other line, sounds of paper rustling could be heard before the officer cleared his throat, ❝ at exactly midnight on the day of their arrival to london, we've received a phone call about two residences bodies found in the restroom of heathrow airport ❞

❝ inspector i b-believe my guardians a-are at san francisco ❞, you furrowed your brow and swallowed down the lump in your throat, ❝ my father h-has some business to a-attend to sir ❞

❝ my apologies mister l/n but we've done blood samples and they've proved to be mrs. l/n and mr. l/n ❞, you felt layers of unsettling emotions piling in

were they trying to leave you here, all alone?

your eyes were prickling with hot tears and you hastily wiped them away,

❝ was it an accident? ❞, you felt the need to know the answers of their death

your mother loves you, so there's no way she was willingly to just leave to london with that bastard

❝ we've checked the security cameras and discovered what had happened ❞

shaking with grief, you waited for what's about to come next, ❝ —it is believed that your father is guilty of murder ❞

❝ so he killed her.. ❞, your voice was heavy with emotion, clutching the phone as your knuckles turned white, ❝ —am i correct? ❞

❝ affirmative ❞

you sighed deeply, miserably actually, ❝ where am i supposed to go now? ❞, your voice cracked, letting out a whimper

❝ early this morning, the l/n's finances are transferred to your card ❞, he briefed through some of the papers laying on his desk with a frown, ❝ unfortunately, you'll be staying where you are according to a commitment your father had signed months ago ❞

❝ commitment? what on earth did my father do? ❞

it's like he's planned everything all out in the first place. fucking prick

❝ he had signed you off to the ernest resident, a few miles from where you are ❞

you internally scoffed, you couldn't believe he gave you up, you knew he was crazy but not a fucking lunatic

although you were slightly relieved to be given up to the ernest. you've met them before, they were the nice gay couple that offered you those brownies when returning home multiple times

❝ i deeply apologise mr. l/n but i must cut this short ❞, lestrade peeked through the blinds of his window and rolled his eyes at the sight of a certain pair, ❝ if there is anything more you'd like to know, you may call me back this exact number ❞

❝ —all of your parental guardians belongings are getting shipped to your house in due time ❞

and with a soft click, indicating he had hung up. you threw away your phone