To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Well, the separation caused quite a bit of distress for my reviewers. I apologise for not getting this chapter up quickly, I have been rather busy. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and please review! Thank you!

The following day Sherlock was taken to John's house by his parents. The boy hadn't slept all night and by the look of John as soon as he saw him neither had he.

The four parents watched as they tore across the room to each other and met in an embrace, holding each other tightly.

"I don't like this, Sherlock." John whispered in his boyfriend's ear.

"Me neither." Sherlock whispered back.

Their parents were now chatting on the couch. John took Sherlock's hand and they curled up together on an arm chair and conversed quietly.

"It's just two weeks, but I hate this. Being watched. I can't do or say what I want to you because I feel judged." John admitted.

"I know." Sherlock sighed and they got to spend an hour together that day.

"Come on, Sherlock." Kathy said to Sherlock at the dinner table that night "You have to eat." She encouraged.

Sherlock glared at her, pushed his plate away, stood, and walked out of the room.

Ron and Kathy looked at each other in exasperation. Sherlock had barely spoken to them.

It wasn't much better in the Watson household either.

"JOHN! This is ridiculous!" Julie shouted through his door.

"So are you!" John shouted back.

"Come down and eat with the whole family! We're all waiting for you." Julie said.

"Is Sherlock there?" he asked.

"Of course not." Julie frowned.

"Then my whole family isn't there. I'm not hungry! And even if I was I wouldn't want to eat with you." John shouted and after that any words from Julie were ignored.

She went down to Alan and shrugged "No luck. He's even barricaded himself in there. I'll put some cold food on a tray and leave it outside. When he's hungry he'll eat." She said.

She left a tray of some fruit and a sandwich outside his room, informing him that it was there.

Late into the night when the house was silent John took the furniture away from his door and picked up the food. He ate the sandwich and drunk the water but left everything else.

At school they saw each other, they spent the days talking and trying to encourage each other to keep their chin up. They were both practically ignoring their parents. Sherlock was flat out not eating at all; he didn't tell John this because he knew John was worrying so much anyway.

When John got home and was separated from Sherlock he would go to his room.

A few days into the separation the boys were together again with the four parents having a chat next to them while they chatted and cuddled on the arm chair.

Suddenly the phone rang.

"I'll get it." Alan said and got the phone from the side. Everyone quietened down for him.

"Hello... yes, I'm his father... he's what? Sorry, what has happened?... How badly?... Not any?... He's normally so good... I know, I'll try to talk to him... thank you for making us aware... yes, everything is fine.. thank you... bye." Alan put the phone down and looked at John.