Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

Defending

One Month Later.
You were walking down the street, a Sainsburys bag cutting into your fingers in your right hand with your phone in your left hand with the earphone wedged into your ear.
You'd had an argument with Benedict the previous evening over his work. You and Benedict had been arguing so much over the last couple of weeks, even over stupid little things like the dishwasher and the washing machine.
"Ive told you so many times Benedict- you need to make sure that there are no black socks in the white pile otherwise all of your white clothes are going to stain" you would snap. whilst Benedict had been out filming a lot and going press things, you had been making sure that the apartment was clean. And seeing as you basically lived there now anyway and you didn't have a job, you would make sure that since Benedict had long hours and wouldn't be able to find the time to do all of this himself and see you , you would help him out.
You would argue over the fact that Benedict would cancel on going out at the last minute due to filming but you never said anything to him, knowing that it wasn't his fault and how tired he was. However , this is what caused most of the arguments, the fact that you never seemed to confront him anymore. You felt so bad for him and his long hours that you felt guilty for calling him up on things to do with his work. Benedict would constantly tel you to just tell him what was on your mind and how it was always better to have things out in the open and that 'you'd both known each other long enough for things to actually get awkward'.
The arguments were never big ones. You would always have the last day and would storm into the bedroom or out of the apartment and Benedict would follow you out and apologise and tell you how much he needed you and how much he loved you. And the truth was, as much as it upset you; his work , you loved him to pieces and the thought of not having him in your life the way that he was made you physically nauseous so you decided that it was better to just not say anything. You knew how much Benedict loved you and how he would never do anything to hurt you, but recently, things were getting tense between the two of you , nothing like it had ever been.

You're most recent argument took place on a Saturday afternoon. A man with a camera nearly knocked you off your bike when you were cycling to the supermarket and even though Benedict had apologised perfusely and had immediately rang Karen to see if there was anything she could do, (even though you both knew that there was absolutely nothing that she could do)  you were still angry. Not with Benedict, you knew that it wasn't this fault, but with the paparazzi - the way that they would follow you and Benedict everywhere. Whenever the two of you were out of the house, Benedict never really held your hand (because he 'wasn't ready for everyone to know' and 'he didn't want the paparazzi following you around even more than they did already') and even though it sounded petty in your head, it did bother you to know that you're boyfriend wouldn't show any affection to you outside of the house. In fact, you realised, he showed you more affection before you were even a couple.

After you'd stormed out of Benedict's apartment in a rage, you had gone to you're friend Becky's house and just had a complete rant about the whole thing (because as much as you loved Gaby and even though she was your best friend, a part of you felt guilty for slagging Benedict off to her. after all they were still as close friends as you and Gaby were).

You glance down at your phone and see that you'd received two text messages from Benedict along with four missed calls and a voice message. You sigh as you adjust the way that you were holding the bag before you place the phone to your ear to hear Benedict's message.

"Hi Y/N, it's me. Look, I know that your upset and you have every right to be. I don't know what you want me to say- but I really need to talk to you.even if not about this, but I just want to know that you're safe. Ring me back. Please"