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Chapter 10 - home

TW: Self harm and Sexual harassment mentions

Mr. Laurens was fired and was arrested for sexual harassment. Thankfully the school system prevented that awful teacher from failing Sherlock.
Sherlock would be returning home for a long while, after all his family was concerned.

Saying goodbye to Ms. Jenkins was the hardest. It was his last night in the school and all was silent. He sat in her office as they discussed experiments and what nots. They ended the night with a hug and shedded tears. Sherlock in the morning hopped on the train and left for home.

When he arrived he was greeted with the biggest hug from his mother.
"My poor baby!" He cried holding him tight as he just wanted to put his bags up in his room. The school sent a letter to the Holmes explaining how Sherlock was sexually harassed by Mr. Laurens and the self harm. Obviously his family was worried. He went to his room and put his stuff away. As he was putting his clothes back in the drawers his heard his brother enter the room.
"What do you want Mycroft?" He asked his 20 year old brother. His brother walked closer to Sherlock who had turned around by the time Mycroft reaches him. Mycroft rested a hand on Sherlock's shoulder before seeing Sherlock wince and taking it away.
"Just concerned Athena as always." He said, Sherlock rolled his eyes at his brother.
"I'm serious Athena. Do you know how worried we all were when we got that letter!" He forced his younger brother to look him in the eyes. Sherlock could see a tears welling up in Mycroft's eyes that he refused to shed.
"Mycro-"
"Where did you do it? Where did you harm yourself I want to know." Mycroft asked Sherlock. The look in Mycroft's eyes were desperate and so worried. Sherlock slowly nodded his head sitting on his bed. He pulled up the pants he recently changed into and showed the pink scars on his thigh. One was a fresh red from last night. Mycroft sighed and began to tend to the new wound.
"You know I'm checking you every night. This habit of yours is unsafe and dangerous Athena." Mycroft said as he placed a bandage on the cut.
"Don't call me that." Sherlock quickly said without realizing what he just said.
"Sorry?" Mycroft looked up at Sherlock.
All Sherlock could think was "shit shit shit shit shit shit".
Mycroft eyes widened, before returning to normal with a new small smile.
"So you finally realized, huh." Mycroft smirked at his brother.
"You knew?!" Sherlock gasped in surprise. Mycroft chuckled.
"It was obvious what your true gender was to me. I didn't mention it to you because I'd rather you figure it out instead of me telling you." Mycroft answered. Pulling Sherlock's pant leg down.
"Have you decided on a new name?" Mycroft asked Sherlock. Sherlock looked to his elder brother and nodded.
"Kind of but not really. I really like to be called Sherlock, even though it's already my middle name." Sherlock answered looking away. Mycroft nodded his head.
"How about we keep Sherlock as your middle name. Maybe for a first name we could go a bit more traditional with William." Mycroft suggested to his baby brother. Sherlock smiled and nodded.
"What about for my second middle name Scott?" Sherlock asked Mycroft. Mycroft smiled at Sherlock's obvious joy.
"It sounds quite nice Sherlock." Mycroft answered.

William Sherlock Scott Holmes

That dinner Sherlock came out to his parents only to find that Mycroft had already told them of his suspicions a long while ago but they didn't believe him. It was relieving that they still accepted him and cared for him. He went to bed that night with a smile.

Mr. Laurens whispered in his ear hold his arm tightly.

Sherlock awoke from his dream. Shooting up from the mattress. He heavily breathed before rummaging through his bag. He found a pencil sharpener, he broke it and sliced at his thigh as tears ran from his eyes. He focused on the river of red before slicing 2 more times. He then looked for his lose floor board and hid the blade there. He pulled down his pant leg and heavily breathed for a while.
"Sherlock you alright?" Mycroft had heard Sherlock crying while going out of his room in which he was studying for a snack. Mycroft was alarmed by no response and entered the boy's room to see him sobbing. Mycroft rushed to Sherlock's side. He rubbed Sherlock's back and held him in a hug until the younger brother had stopped sobbing heavily. Mycroft knew where to check and was horrified by the 3 new red cuts. Mycroft felt his heart melt at the sight but began tending to the wounds. Sherlock continued to cry "I'm so sorry" and "sorry" over and over again and Mycroft tried to comfort him by saying "it's ok" and "shhh". The younger brother fell asleep in Mycroft's arms that night and all Mycroft could do was hold his brother and hope everything would get better.

I don't have much to say other than Mycroft would. I love Mycroft and he needs to be appreciated more. He cares so much for Sherlock and my heart melts every time. I wish I had a relationship like that with my brother but you know he has to be a jerk 24/7 and make me feel unwelcome in my own home. I don't have much to say other than I hope y'all are doing well.
- Umber