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John's POV
Sherlock kept calling my name and asking what was wrong over and over in his deep voice. I don't know what triggered it, but I was thinking about my mum. I had gotten a text from her this morning.
'Hi John, I hope everything is going well at your friends house, or should I say boyfriend. Sorry Harry told me, well down, I proud of you :). Your father isn't as happy about it though. Well you know how he is. I'll chat to you later honey, love you.'
So her and dad knew about Sherlock, and I'm pretty sure dad is being dad. Mum was probably covered in more cuts and bruises than normal, after dad found out Harry had a girlfriend he went mental. He left mum for a week, only to come back more drunk than ever. And as if that wasn't bad enough, we got beaten more than usual.
And now that mum was by herself with him, she is probably getting what we had both got. I had to go home. But I couldn't. I'm sure if I did Sherlock wouldn't be that safe and I would get beaten. I knew I could never convince mum to leave him.
Sherlock had suddenly wrapped his arms around me. "John tell me what's wrong. Please" he was mumbling. His face was pushing into my shoulder. "I-I have to go home Sherlock."
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(Major editing) It wouldn't take a consulting detective to see that I love you.
FanfictionJohn hates his father and worries about his mother. He has to leave for boarding school. He is scared that he won't make any friends, but Sherlock is there. Btw I can't write descriptions to save my life. (Swearing and well gore I suppose)
