On My Own

My brother has been very mad at me for what happened at Scotland Yard, he made me meet up with him 2 days after where he got 2 of his men to beat me up, so i haven’t left home since then, it has been 5 days, and all i have been doing is watching loads of Doctor Who reruns and reading. I was just about to put the TV on when there was a knock on my door. I checked my face and moved my hair to hide the massive bruise i had on my right cheek, then i went to the door and opened it and surprisingly it was Sherlock. I moved out the way and he came in and sat down;
“Hey Sherlock, what are you doing here?”
“Well i haven’t heard from you since the incident with your brother, ive tried calling bt you didn’t pick up, so i thought i would come and make sure you where alright”
“John sent you here didn't he”
“Yeah, but why have you been MIA”
“Er well i have just been having some alone time that’s all”
PLEASE GO WITH MY LIE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE
“No, you have been trying to avoid us till your wounds heel from when your brother got you beaten up for going against him”
DAMN HE DIDN'T BUY IT, STUPID CLEVER, LOVELY MAN
“Still good at deductions i see, well i’m not going out with bruises all over me, people will keep starring”
“That’s a shame John also wanted me to ask if you would like to join us for dinner at the Italian restaurant”
“sorry maybe next time, but why couldn't John come and tell me this himself?”
“he said he needed to do something and was really worried about you and he wouldn't stop bugging me until i came here”
“oh right.” And then Sherlock just got up and left
“See you soon Beth”
Not if i see you first” I replied with a wink, which made him laugh, and shake his head then opened the door and was gone.