My Very Own Sherlock (A Benedict Cumberbatch/ Sherlock Fanfic)

Chapter 9

BENEDICT’S POV

                I sat in my loft staring down at my phone screen. I had just texted June. I told her I loved her and that I would talk to her tomorrow, which I would. I was her boyfriend. She was my girlfriend. I was now in a committed relationship… It felt great!

                I had only known June for about a month and a half, but that was more than enough time to realize that I loved her. She surprisingly loved me back. She had been so cute when she accidentally told me, her cheeks turned a deep red and her eyes seems do change into a more green tone of hazel. She was so beautiful. Letting my mind wonder over what had happened this evening I decided I needed to sleep. I set my phone down on a night stand beside my bed and slowly drifted off.

                I woke up to the sound of my phone chiming. Moaning as I sat up I looked and saw it was 7:43 am. I knew no one that would be trying to contact me this early. I grabbed my phone and saw it was Martin. I slide my thumb across the screen to answer the call.           

“You better have a bloody good reason for calling this early!”

“Well good morning sunshine! I can tell you woke up on the right side of the bed.”

I rolled my eyes at his response. “What would you like, Martin?”

“How did it go last night! You never texted me and told me what happened with June!”

Just the mention of her name made me smile. The wonderful memories of last night filled my mind. “It was fantastic! It all happened so quick, I’m sorry I didn’t text or call you. But it looks as if we are official.”

Martin’s laugh fill my ear. “Bloody hell, you are right when you said that was quick! How did you manage to get her already!?”

“I honestly don’t have the faintest idea.”

JUNE’S POV

                When I woke up the clock beside my bed said that it was 7:02am. Feeling cheery from last night’s events I got out of bed and glided to the bathroom. I started to get ready for the day by doing my hair and makeup. My hairs was a giant frizzy mess since I did not tame it before sleeping, so I brushed it then put it into a bun at the top of my head. I then applied some mascara and a light shade of lip gloss. When it came to deciding what to wear, I chose a pair if skinny jeans and a red blouse. I also slipped on a pair of black flats. I don’t usually dress this nice (yes this is considered on the nicer side for me) but was in such a great mood I thought I would try it.

                I walked into the living room and saw a note sitting on the coffee table with my name scribbled on top of it. I picked it up and read it.

Sorry Darling, I got a call from my mother. My brother, Wess, got into a fight and is now in the hospital. Call me when you wake up and will tell all the details.

-Kriss

                After reading the note I felt tears start to form is my eyes. I knew Wess before I knew Kriss, me and Wess had dated for 3 years. We had a bad falling out about two years ago, but I always worried about him. He was a hot head, and did stupid things way too often. That was the main reason we broke up. In a panic I dialed Kriss’s number.

“Hello?” I could tell just by the sound of her voice that she had been crying, for a long time.

“Kriss!! What happened?! Are you ok… Is Wess ok?”

“Oh June! He is in a coma! He got hit hard, in the head, and when he fell he hit his head again. The doctors don’t know if he will wake up, and my dad refuses to come by and see him. You know how he thinks of Wess.” The whole time she spoke her voice shook. I could feel my heart breaking.