who is...she?

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NO ONE POV

it all happened a few days ago.... lets recap

ALEXIA POV

flashback

it's exhausting. every time i try to do something on my own, there she is—right next to me, like a shadow i can't shake. i love her, but sometimes i just need a moment to breathe, to be by myself, and she doesn't seem to get it. it's not that i don't want to spend time with her—i do, but there's a difference between being close and feeling suffocated. today, i finally snapped. i didn't mean to be harsh, but i had to say something. i need my space, my own time, and it's like she's always in it, hovering, as if my every move needs to involve her. it's overwhelming, and i wish she'd understand that this isn't about pushing her away; it's about finding a balance.

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it's been building up for a while now, this feeling of being overwhelmed. at first, i thought it was sweet—how she always wanted to be around, how she seemed to crave my company as much as i did hers. but lately, it's like i can't move without her being there, right in my space, always needing to be involved in everything i do. i love her, i really do, but i'm starting to feel smothered. it's not just the constant texts or the way she wants to spend every waking moment together. it's the little things, like how she hovers when i'm trying to work or insists on tagging along when i just want to run a quick errand alone. i've tried dropping hints, mentioning how i miss having some time to myself, but she either doesn't get it or chooses to ignore it.

today, it all came to a head. i was just trying to read a book, something i've been wanting to do for days, and there she was, practically sitting on top of me, asking me questions about something i had no interest in. i could feel the irritation rising, my patience wearing thin, and before i knew it, i snapped. i didn't mean to be so blunt, but the words tumbled out.

"can you just give me some space?" the hurt in her eyes was immediate, and i instantly regretted how harsh i sounded. but i couldn't take it back, and part of me knew it needed to be said. i need my space, my own time to breathe, to think, to just be me without someone always there, needing my attention. it's not that i don't want to be with her; i do, but i need her to understand that being together all the time isn't healthy for either of us. i need her to trust that just because i want some time alone doesn't mean i don't love her. it means i love her enough to want us both to have room to grow.

she doesn't say anything. she just gets up and heads towards the front door. she grabs a coat and slips on her shoes before opening then front door. before she can make a n escape, i speak.

"where are you going?" i ask her, looking towards the door where she is stood.

"out" she replies bluntly before walking out the door and slamming it behind her.

i didn't mean to upset or hurt her feelings, i just needed some time alone. she's basically been up my ass the whole time since that night happened. i thought she just would have gone to our room or something...not leave the entire house.

GIRLFRIEND POV

the words hit me like a punch in the gut. "can you just give me some space?" she's never said anything like that before, and i could feel my heart drop the moment she did. all I've ever wanted was to look after her, to share every part of our lives together. isn't that what being in love is supposed to be about? spending time together, helping each other out, being there for each other, no matter what? i thought that's what we both wanted. but now, hearing her say she needs space... it feels like rejection, like she's pushing me away. i couldn't help the hurt that flashed in my eyes; i know she saw it. how could she not?

i didn't even know what to say. my mind was racing, trying to understand where this was coming from. have i been too much? too clingy? i just wanted to be with her, to share everything with her. it's not like i was trying to suffocate her—i just love being around her, being close. but now i'm starting to question everything. maybe i was too overbearing, too eager to be involved in every part of her life. but it's hard to find that balance when all i want is to feel connected to her.

it hurts, though, thinking that my presence could be something she feels the need to escape from. i never wanted to make her feel like she couldn't breathe. i just wanted to be there, to be the one she could turn to whenever she needed. now, i'm left wondering if i've been crowding her, suffocating her without even realizing it. i'm scared of what this means for us. does she need more space than i can give? am i losing her? i don't know what to do with these feelings, the mix of hurt and fear, and the desperate hope that this isn't the beginning of the end. i just want to make things right, but  don't even know where to start. so i get up and leave.

i dont say anything, i just leave. i head to the door and slip on some shoes, grab a coat and my car keys before opening the door.

"where are you going?" alexia yells out towards me, probably trying to stall me longer so she can pick up on more things i do wrong.

"out" i say before quickly walking out the door, slamming it behind me to avoid any conversation.

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