A/N oh my god uh hi my story has gotten over 200 reads and I just want to say thanks for reading it makes me feel awesome every time I see that number grow. Now, as I promised, my next part. I felt kind of pressured to make it good, so that's why it took a while. Bit shorter but oh wells.
(Sherlock’s POV)
“That’s why everybody hates you!” John starts shouting, and I put my hands over my ears trying to block out the sound, and more importantly, the memories. I can’t have an episode here, I can’t have one now. Too late, the flat and john seem to disappear and I’m a kid again.
*flashback*
“Where are you going freak?”
“Nobody look, the freak is coming.”
“Watch your back freak.”
I keep my chin up at the comments, trying not to let them get to me. We were all in high school anyways, I figured these brutes would be a bit more mature than when we were in grade school, but I guess not. I was rounding a corner when 4 bodies were blocking my path. The halls suddenly deserted.
“Hello… freak.” Sebastian Moran, captain of the football team spat the word in my face, and I delicately wiped his spit off my cheek before turning on my heel and walking away. I didn’t need this today; my ribs were just starting to heal from the last time Moran just wanted to say ‘Hi’.
“Good bye Moran.” I called, speeding up my past to a fast walk, not wanting to attract attention. Suddenly more goons from the team came from the other side of the hallway. I was being boxed in. This was no random attack, no, this was planned revenge.
“Aww, but I just got here you little freak.” Moran sneered, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“Funny you should call me that word, yet 3 of your little posse right here are gay as well. The one on the far right, Brandon it think, he’s still in the closet. Religious parents you know. Those two next to you are doing it in the showers while you guys practice,” I was even brave enough to pull a bit of a face at their anger. “Quite disgusting really, seeing as you guys clean yourselves where these two have-” A swift punch to the face knocked me over, my blood splattering slightly on the floor.
“T-t-that’s a lie!” One of the guys sputtered, trying to get another good one in before Moran stepped in front of him.”
“I know, but that’s not why we are here.”
“Then what are you here for exactly?” I said, sounding a lot braver than I felt.
“Oh, I think you and your big mouth should know perfectly well why I am here.” Moran sneered. I looked up at him expectantly, indicating that I had no idea what he was talking about. Moran and his crew beat me up every other week for something or other, how should I know what I did this time? “You told my girlfriend that I was cheating on her.”
“But you are cheating on her.” I stated, tilting my head to the side, a bit confused.
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