Music is an escape.

Chapter 1

I like siting in the flat on a quiet day when both Lock and John are out on a case or something. But it's annoying when they come bursting in after they're finished, sure I like the massive snog, kiss or something else Lock gives me when he's done a good job but it's annoying when I can't finish my song before they come home.

"What is it?" Lock asks as he pulls away from the kiss and looks at my sad face but I perk up.

"I'm fine, it's nothing." I state as I tidy my stuff away.

"No what is it?" He asks

"It's fine I'll just put this stuff away." I state as I start to walk away but he catches my arm.

"Isabella?" He asks.

"Sherlock I promise I'm fine." I say as I avoid his eyes and he lets go realising I don't want to talk but he still follows me into our bedroom. "Where's John?" I ask as I put my stuff on my side of the room neatly.

"He went to see his girlfriend." He states as he lies on the bed.

"Oh, so was the case difficult?" I ask him as I lye on the bed too and I huddle up into his side.

"Not really." He boasts in the way that he's lying as he puts an arm around me pulling me closer to his side. "You should come to a case one time you might find me more attractive while I'm deducing things." He suggests.

"No I'm fine you know me and blood I don't do that." I state.

"Sure." He says and I sigh. "Tell me what's wrong." He almost begs and I shake my head.

"Nothing Lock." I say as I stand up and walk over to the door but he grabs me and kisses down my neck to my soft spot and I hold in moans.

"Tell me." He moans desperately and commandingly as the thought runs through my head of how we've been dating for three years now and he hasn't even said he loved me not once ever.

"I'm going to stay at my mums tomorrow." I state without even thinking and he freezes.

"Why?" He asks trying to go sound to hurt and shocked as I spin around and look him in the eyes as I create some space between us.

"I need to talk to her about some things." I state.

"About me you mean?" He asks trying to rid his whole body of emotion but failing.

"Lock I don't know I just need to speak to her." I sigh as I try to push a stray curl out of his face but he steps away.

"About?" He questions harshly.

"Uni, work that sort of thing." I almost lye.

"You want to drop out?" He asks

"No it's just I'm finding it hard." I say almost telling the truth, I am finding uni hard but our relationship is harder.

"I'll take you up." He offers and I scoff.

"She lives in Ireland Lock you don't have the time."

"I'll make it stay in a hotel for two days while you see your mum." He insists and I think about it for a minuet as he steps close to me and pushes some hair back from my face. "Bella?" He asks

"No." I say sternly, my mind is made up.

"I think it wo...."

"Sherlock can you please listen to me for once?" I beg and he sighs. "Please Sherly." I beg and he looks into my eyes giving me that one look that he will only give me the look a puppy gives to it's owner when it wants something and I close my eyes.