Meriliya Sanchez (Ongoing Editing)

Chapter 40

*Meriliya's POV*

It's been a month and things have been mostly the same. After that night at Mitchell's room, I went to my room the next day and told myself whatever happens, I need to learn to move on and not expect him to be a Disney prince. He's human and humans are known for making mistakes whether we like it or not.

I finally allowed Edward to get us an apartment to spend on weekends and in the holidays because I thought at least by that way we'll be able to spend some alone time together and find solutions to get over arguments. 

I like that I don't have to always be packing a bag all the time because I've left enough clothes there for the weekends or the breaks. 

"Where have you been?" He stood up from the sofa and walked towards me.

"I went out for a walk." I said calmly walking past him to our room. I tossed my phone on the bed and walked to the closet to change into a pair of shorts.

"For two hours?" He asked, standing in the doorway.

"Yes, I was at the park for a while and Mitchell happened to be there." I said but I should've avoided that part. I stepped out of my jeans and put it in the hamper and then pulled up my shorts and buttoned them. I carried the hamper basket and walked out of our room to the washing machine.

"Why were you hanging out with him?" He asked dryly.

"What?" I asked even though I heard him.

"You heard me." He said

"I can hang out with whoever I want" I said while walking past him, annoyed. "You don't see me telling you who and who not to hang out with" I said unloading the clothes in the washing machine.

"Why didn't you tell me before going out?" He asked, completely ignoring my statement. He's getting on my nerves.

"Like you told me you'll be out with them?" I pressed the start button and poured the washing liquid and shut the lid.

"You were sleeping." He pointed out.

"So? You could've told me, or left a note or something" I said walking out of the room and to the kitchen. "Edward, I don't have it in me to be arguing with you right now or any time for that matter. I hate it when we argue. We were never like this when we were young and now we're just this-I don't know. We fight for the silliest things and it's driving me crazy." I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Yeah but why can't you just tell me when you're going alone?" 

"I'm allowed to go to places on my own." I say walking into the kitchen. He follows. 

"Why can't you just listen and fall in line?" He says from behind me. Gosh!

"What? I'm an adult, Ed. I don't need to tell you everywhere I go. I don't expect you to either. It's like I have to listen to everything you say? What, I'm not doing that." I said annoyed.

"You're annoying," he said.

"You're the one who's annoying. You can't expect me to listen to everything you say like that. I won't. You asked me to move in with you and I did even though I gave you my reason why I didn't want to. But I still let it go and moved in with you. Don't you think it's a little I don't know, not fair. We may be in a relationship but that doesn't mean I have to give you an update on everything I do." I started panting.

"Where are you going with this?" Oh my gosh! 

"I don't know. I thought after the time I had to myself at the park you would at least be calm. But no, you're here picking another fight." I said and switched on the oven heating the spaghetti I made earlier for lunch. He just scoffs and leaves the kitchen. I sigh a little relieved that he's not in the same room as I am. But seconds later I hear the front door slam along with keys jingling.