Lonely Psychopath

Chapter 2: The Fight

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~Kitty

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I was sprawled out on the floor with a black eye. I weakly got up trying to show no fear, showing I could be strong. My curls were soaked with sweat hanging down my face. I lunged my fist at Moriarty's face, hitting it hard as I possibly could. He fell to the ground with his hands over his face. He got up quickly though, coming at me quickly. I stepped back trying to avoid him, but I wasn't quick enough. Moriarty picked up his foot and kicked me. I suddenly had a feeling of pain in my stomach and crumpled to the floor. He just kept kicking me in the stomach, I could barely breathe when someone came and stopped him. I'm pretty sure my stomach was now permanently bruised. My eye ached with pain, so swollen that I couldn't see out of it. I know Moriarty had some kind of injury on his face, but it couldn't be to bad, I'm just a weakling "psychopath" to him.

I was now suspended from school, because of the fight. Now I was stuck at home with my tormenting parents and a lot of work to do. It was just like when I had been grounded, but now I have tons of work to do and my parents are even more mad than usual. The one good thing about this suspention was that I didn't have to deal with Moriarty. But I did have one other worry, my brother Mycroft. He was as bad as Moriarty sometimes. Now that I actually fought back he will be even more mean to me. This is because I'm the stupid one, I will never succeed in this world because I was the fail child.

"Sherlock! Come down here we need to talk to you!" I heard my mother call.

I headed downstairs into my living room. I sat next to my mother on the couch.

"Yes mother?" I asked.

"I want to know the truth about what caused that fight, not what you told the authorities at school" Mother said, twirling her hair on one of her fingers.

She was nervous, she always does that when she's nervous.

"Okay, so as usual Moriarty was picking on me about how I act and I just stood there. He had me cornered so, of course, I couldn't run. Because I wasn't really responding to him and ignoring him he got mad...

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"Hey psychopath! You going to pay attention to me!" Moriarty said loudly.

I just stood there staring up at him not caring what he said about me. He always said it anyways. 

"No, Moriarty, I don't want to talk to you right now, will you please stop bugging me/" I asked politely, not wanting to make him more mad. 

"You think I'm just gonna stop bothering you?" Moriarty said with a laugh. 

"Why not Moriarty? Do you just want to bully me to make ma feel bad, or are you just trying to be cool?" I asked and at that remark he got as mad as he could be. 

All of the sudden he lifted his arm and punched me in the face.

                                                -  -  -  ~ Back to him and hi mom~  -  -  -

"Then of course, the rest of the fight, you know the rest." I said finishing my story and looked at my mum. 

"Does he bully you like this every day?" Mother asked, worry crept into her eyes. 

"Yes, actually everyday for the last two years." I replied. 

Mum leaned in and tightly embraced me into a hug. 

"If I had known all of this was going on I could have helped, I would have done something. Why didn't you tell your father and I?" She asked looking me in the eye like she was looking into my soul. 

"If I had told you guys the school would have done nothing and he would have just bullied me more." I answered and tears came to her eyes. 

'Oh Sherlock, my poor boy." Mother said and left the living room.

That was the last thing she said to me all night. 

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There is the chapter you've been waiting for! sorry I got it out late...

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~Kitty