Sherlock POV

The start

Sherlock hid in the corner of his room trying to avoid the angree yells from his father, and mother. His older brother Mycroft Holmes, had sujested it would be best for him to come out. Sherlock knew for a long time that he was Gay but was afraid to tell anyone for what might happen.

"COME OUT YOU FAGOT !" His father yelled interrupting his thoughts. He shock in his corner of his large room. His family lived in an old Mansion, out in the country. The Holmes family was a well known rich family, that had no room for a gay like himself.

He had tears strumming down his cheeks. He shoked villently as he felt an anxiety attack come on. Sherlock was casping for each breath. Then he hired a sound he most definitely didn't want to here. His father busted down the door and came trampling in.

"I will teach you to be Straight if I have to beet it into you!" His father yelled as he piked up the frighten Sherlock. Sherlock screamed, uesing what little breath he had, and tried to kick his father. His Father slamed him into the wall, makeing Sherlock's back of the head bleed.

Sherlock was coughing, and gasping for breath as his Father punched Him hard in his Sharp Cheek bones. Once he let go Sherlock flopped down onto the floor, and gasped for breath. His father kiked him hard in the ribs, then turned to leave."if I ever here about you fratinising with a boy, you will be dead. UNDERSTAND!" He yelled back. Sherlock mumbled not really forming anything useful, but his father was done.

Sherlock cried as he texted his brother, one littel word.

Again -SH

He layed there waiting for his big brother. His brother Mycroft had gotten himself a job in the Government, and lived out of the house. He had offered to take Sherlock with him, but There Parents had made it clear that Sherlock needed to stay with them. Mycroft loved his brother, and was very worried that one day he would find him dead at his parents hands, or with a nedale in his arm.

When Mycroft rushed upstairs, he found a very scared balling Sherlock.

"Oh dear Brother!" He spoke as he unraped him from the ball he had ciruled into. "Did they do this to you because of..." Sherlock cut him off with a head nod and eregular breathing. "That's it! I'm takeing you to my home." He snapped. He picked up His little brother, who wasn't in any state to protest, and put him down on the bed to grabbed what he would need.

"So you little Faggat called your big brother to rescue you!" His father snapped as Mycroft bent down to try to help Sherlock up. Sherlock's eyes widened as he straightend up and hid behind his brother.

"It sickens me too how you treat my brother. He's leaving, and I'm leaving, and we are NEVER coming back!" Mycroft snapped. There father looked pissed, and walked up to the boys.

"You don't speak to me like that!"

"I can Speck to you any way I want to speak to you!" Mycroft Yelled. At that there Father punched a already pissed of Mycroft right in the jaw. Sherlock screams as he released his father reached out for him. His body was to ingulfed in fear to move.

He just hit Mycroft, there favorite! Now he's coming for me! He thought frantically, but he couldn't move. Mycroft was on the ground for a moment trying to figure out what just happened, and there father grabbed Sherlock by his coller. He was slammed into the door and punched hard in the gut.

"Get your hands off of him!" Mycroft Yelled as he hit his father in the side of the face. He stumbled down, one thing Mycroft could do was punche, and man he can punch. There father stumbled and layed on the floor stund. Sherlock laid on his side in agony as Mycroft grabbed his bag. Mycroft bent down and picked up His brother bridled style. And walked out without a word.

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Hay Speedy again, hope you injoy another John lock! This one is different. As I said in the discritstion there is another POV and is done by a friend. Go read her stuff, and injoy the Other POV. Her is more discritve, mine is more touchy freely injoy.

-Speedy