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My mum took me home, her house didn't look or smell different. There was photos of my brother all over the home. "What did you turn my room into?" I ask

"Oh your nephews come over all the time! Their the cutest so I turned the room into a nursery for all of my grandchildren. If you have a child one day it can come here." She says "I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch for now. Its just nice to have you here with me!"

I had chose wrong, I left her for a reason, which was the favortism of my brother it had been the exact issue I couldn't deal with living here as a child when I wasn't at school. She adopted me I know that, but honestly my brother being her biological son made me feel unwanted.

"Sweets you okay" she asks looking at me I hadn't spoken to her since I told her what I was doing

I shrug and lay on the couch, a sadness grew within my chest making my stomach burn and my throat ache with sickness. I pulled my phone out and recieve a text from Mary

Sherlock is in his room and won't let either of us in-Mary

I didn't say goodbye-VH

I walk outside and sit on the bench looking out into the street. Daylight was burning and I was dying inside I had pulled myself away from someone I absolutely couldn't live without and that was Sherlock Holmes.

four months later

I hadn't heard from anyone except John he messaged me over Facebook occasionally and Mary texted me once a month usually. My job was the head manager at a small clothing store. Every day I'd walk in and see a trench coat it looked just like his. I didn't even want to think of his name because it still hurt though my scars faded as well as the memories of him. Then again I chose to leave it. I had a co-worker named Peter he liked me, I could tell but I didn't like him. I hoped my life would turn around without him in my thoughts but he wouldn't leave.

Two months later

I felt better I no longer grieved for them anymore I began to enjoy working and having a wonderful friendship with Peter. Little did I know that morning I would go back to where I longed for along while ago.

"Hi mum" I say shutting the bathroom door and taking a bath before work. I get out and where my red cardigan and blue jeans and i brush my newly cut hair slipping my brown boots on. "Bye mum"

I went to the shop and I set up the clearance bins and unlocked the door. Peter came in and looked at me

"You okay? You look sad today."

"I'm better" I say "I truly am"

"Would you want to go get a drink after work with me?" He asks

I looked at him and I shake my head "No I can't. My uh mum-"

"What happened before me V?" He asks reaching for my hand I pull away and look at him

"I can't see you that way!" I say as a customer walks in with a face a very familiar face that I recognise immediately.

"Sherlock?" I begin to seize a little ignoring Peter and get up from the chair and I forget all about life then but this was him. My Sherlock.

"I miss you" He says to me and I begin to cry and he grasps my head in his hands and we kiss "Don't ever leave again." he mumbles