I arrived back home and slammed the door shut as I finally let out a long breath that I had been holding. I could feel tears begin to escape my eyes as I quickly wiped them away. I wasn't feeling very hungry so I just went into my room and laid down. I stayed in that position for what felt like hours. All I could do was stare up at the ceiling and think. My body felt numb as I finally got up and changed into pyjamas before going upstairs to make my evening tea.I walked past Sherlock who was laying on the couch in the living room. I bit my nail and scratched at my thumb but quickly stopped and cursed myself as I thought of what that mystery man had said before.
"Penny for your thoughts." I heard Sherlock ask.
I just shook my head, "nothing."
"You've been crying" he said as he sat up.
"I'm fine" I lied.
"You're lying."
I hesitated before speaking again, "I met someone."
"Someone?" He asked.
"Someone that you know..."
"I know a lot of people."
"He wanted to know about you-" I cleared my throat.
"Did he offer you money to spy on me?"
"Yes" I confessed.
"Did you take it?"
"No"
"Pity, we could've split the fee, think it through next time."
I looked over to him, a small smile coming to my face.
***
"Only 3 more days!" Danielle said excitedly over FaceTime."I know, I can't wait to see you" I smiled.
"I've missed you so much" She groaned.
"I've missed you, I've missed everyone..." I said looking down at my hands.
"So I was thinking we could go out to dinner? For your birthday?" She asked.
"That sounds great, yeah"
"Maybe you could invite that boy of yours?"
I rolled my eyes, "he's not my boy..."
"Oh right, of course he's not..." she said sarcastically.
I laughed before letting out a yawn.
"Someone's tired...Are you sleeping?" She asked worrisome.
"Yes actually, just been busy..."
We talked on FaceTime for a while longer before I had to try to get some sleep. I laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling once more as my mind raced. After a while I started to feel my eyelids getting heavy and before I knew it I was fast asleep.
***
I opened up the flat door to see Sherlock and John standing at the bottom of the stairs."You're home late" Sherlock said as I closed the door.
"Staff meeting..." I said before seeing Mrs. Hudson rush over to us.
"Sherlock what have you done?" She asked, emotional.
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Fanfiction"I imagine John Watson thinks love is a mystery to me but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very distractive..." "I've always assumed that love was a dangerous disadvantage"