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I call Tony as I left the house in tears.

"Hey what's up?" He asked as he answered the phone.

"I need to see you" I cried a little.

"Yeah sure, let me just get dressed"

"Where are you? I'll come meet you"

"Ummm I'll come to you if that's ok"

"I need to go for a walk. Are you at home? I'm close to your house" I stated.

"We can meet at the pub if you want"

"Yeah that's fine" I dried my eyes.

"Ok. I'll be there in like 10 minutes ok?"

"What drink you want? I'll order while I wait"

"Uhhh whatever I don't mind"

"I'll buy us both a coffee" I smiled slightly.

"Yeah that's fine with me"

I smiled and sniffled. "I hate him Tony..."

"What's he done now?" Tony asked.

"He brought mum a ring. He's gonna propose to her..." I explained.

"Oh what's wrong with that?" Tony asked.

I hesitated. "He's cheating on her"

"What? With who?"

"He can't marry her... where are you anyway? Doesn't matter with who. He just is..." I explained.

"I'm on my way. Then how do you know?"

"I've caught him cheating, that's how I know"

"Oh can't you tell your mum?" He asked.

"What if she doesn't believe me?" I asked.

"Why wouldn't she?"

"I don't know..." I cried a little.

"I'm sure she will believe you"

"Baby" I heard someone groan.

"Tony. Who was that?" I asked confused as I recognised the voice.

"Oh just my mum checking up on me." He went quiet. "I'll be there in a minute" he whispered down the phone and hung up.

I put my phone in my pocket and drank my cup of coffee as I waited for Tony. I text Sherlock.

Me: "Hey baby, don't suppose I might be able to stay at yours tonight? Had a falling out with parents and really miss you xxx"

Sherlock: "Yes of course, I don't mind" he replied.

"Thank you" I replied and smiled slightly.

Sherlock: "It means I get to see you again, so you can come anytime even if I'm not in I'm sure Mrs Hudson will let you in and keep you company"

I chuckled as I read his reply.

Tony walked in looking around for me.

"Hey Tony" I smiled.

"Hey, is everything ok?"

"Thanks for coming. No it's not... I don't know what to do... he can't propose to mum. It's not right"

"You have to tell her"

I swallowed and looked at him sadly.

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