1. Should I? (John's POV)
Sherlock walked around the corner of the flat. His hair was wet and messy. He must have just gotten out of the bath. He looked at me with a tired expression. I walked past him with a tea cup and saucer in hand. I was able to smell his shampoo. Mango Honey, I thought as he whirled around to greet me.
"Good morning, John," he said to me. I turned and greeted him back, but before I could, he was gone. I had no idea why he would leave. I walked to the window to spot a cab with Sherlock entering it.
A week has past, and Sherlock has not returned. I walked over to the counter in the bathroom to see a note taped to the mirror. The note read
I have decided to walk away from my reality that you helped me to interpret. I am leaving you to endure what I would not want you to go through. I left you so I coud accept the fact that I... I..... I don't know how to say it. I have three words for you, Dr. John Watson. Three words. Meet me infront of Scottland Yard.
I wanted to meet him there, but I was scared of what he was going to say to me. I hasted down the stairs and hailed a cab. "Scottland Yard," I told the cabbie. On my way I went.