My father was always a...forceful person, especially after my mom died. Harry told me once that my mother had made him kinder, gentler, but after seeing him I don’t think I believe it. But there was one time...that was worse... I was maybe 10 and I had the biggest crush on one kid on my class. I mentioned this to him and he asked me who it was. I told him that his name was Marcus. He went off on me and he...
I closed my eyes a moment as the memories threatened to overwhelm me. A few minutes later I opened them again and continued.
I stayed at a friend’s house a few days before going home. I told my father I was over it, it was just a phase, anything I could think of. I never mentioned it again. Hid it well too. My own sister still doesn’t know. Actually, nobody questioned it until I met you-
I stopped, realizing my mistake and deleted the last word.
-him.
I corrected myself before hitting send. I looked at the message I had just typed. I had just spilled out my life to this person.
Why am I telling you this?
The response was almost immediate.
Because you trust me.
I shook my head even though they couldn’t see me.
No. I trusted the person whose phone you’re holding.
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Two chapters for you. Because they go together so it's better if you read them all at once.
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What do you want to be when you grow up? I don't want to be alone.
Fanfic(Wholock) Sherlock has just finished dealing with the last of the snipers aimed on John (with a bit of help from the Doctor) and is on his way home to his blogger. But what will happen when the TARDIS lands in the wrong time and Sherlock finds a you...
