Chapter 6
“What were you two thinking?” Mrs Holmes exclaims, when her, Sherlock, and Elizabeth went inside the Holmes home. Mrs Holmes had received a phonecall, about Sherlock and Elizabeth beating up a girl, Taylor Smith, until Taylor did not look like herself. Mrs Holmes obviously got angry, and she did not speak to the two tenagers until they arrived back home.“In our defence, it was Taylor's fault.” Sherlock tells his mother, helping Elizabeth take her jacket off. “We didn't want to fight her, but we had no choice.”
“And she deserved it.” Elizabeth adds unhelpfully.
“Taylor had pushed Elizabeth to the ground, so I went and restored balance to the world.” Sherlock continues.
“Balance to the universe.” Elizabeth tells him.
“What?” he looks at her confused.
“I say; restore balance to the universe. It kind of emphasises that you care for them a lot.” Elizabeth shrugged.
“But you're a sociopath.” Sherlock points out confused.
“Yes, indeed. But sociopaths can have their moments.”
Mrs Holmes stares at them disappointed during their conversation, before softening her gaze when she heard what Elizabeth said to Sherlock. “Aw, you care about my boy!” she cooed, pulling the teenager into a hug. Elizabeth looked at Sherlock over the mother's head, looking very uncomfortable. Sherlock smirks at this, then decides to save his friend from the embarassment.
“So, are we off the hook, then?”
“Oh, no, you two are still in big trouble.” Mrs Holmes scolds, pulling away from Elizabeth. “You two are to help me around the house for a week.”
“What!”
“But mummy-”
“No buts, you too. Or else it's two weeks.”
“But it's so boring!” the two friends exclaim together.
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“I am going to kill myself.” Sherlock sulks, drying the dishes while Elizabeth cleans them. It is the weekend, which means lots and lots of chores.
“Oh calm down,” Elizabeth says calmly, handing him another plate. “I am used to it. At home I am basically their maid. Anyway, you aren't getting away to easily by killing yourself. I need your help.”
“Help for what?” Sherlock asks, brushing away about how she's a maid to her family. Sherlock gets angry all the time whenever Elizabeth tells him things about what her family does to her. It makes him want to march in there and punish them for hurting an amazing girl. Amazing girl? Sherlock wonders confused. Last time he checked, he did not think of his friend like that. Am I showing some liking to my best friend?
“Hello, Earth to William!” a hand waves in front of him. He snaps out of his gaze, quickly making up an excuse.
“Sorry, I was just thinking about the papers, about Carl Powers.” It wasn't really an excuse, he was thinking about Carl Powers' murder.
“Really? I was just explaining to you about that.” Elizabeth says, pulling the plug out the sink. “I want you to come with me when I try to persuade the police to investigate this.”
“We can do it on our own?” Sherlock suggests, giving a towel to his friend so she can dry her hands.
“Nah, we have to follow the law until we're old enough to ignore them.”
“Aren't we supposed to follow the law for the rest of our life?”
“We're sociopaths, we don't care.”
“Am I?” Sherlock asks mainly to himself.
“Yes, you actually are. I noticed ever since I met you, you don't really show emotions. Just before, while you were thinking about the papers, I saw you look confused. In case you didn't notice, you were looking at your heart confused, which means you are wondering about your emotions, because you never felt what you felt before.”
“What was I feeling?” Sherlock asks her. Elizabeth looks at him in the eyes, before looking away, heading towards the front door.
“You'll find out soon. Come on, I wanna tell the police about the murder.”
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