Their Obsession

Chapter 8

I hear the slight jiggle of the door knob as someone slowly opens the door, lifting their head up as their eyes momentarily lock onto mine before they look down suddenly.
I automatically feel a rising guilt as i look at the tattooed lady, not even noticing her absence as my mind is continually racing with thoughts about Alexia's sudden change in demeanor.

"Hey Maps" Alexia grumbles as she notices her lover coming through the door, still obviously in a bizarre mood.
I look towards Mapi to see her frown at her partner's tone, clearly just as confused as i was about her change in attitude.

I see her hastily walking towards Alexia, quite clearly not happy with the tone she had used towards her having gone and done the shopping volunteerily.
"Alexia, may i have a word" Mapi says as she places her hand on Alexia's muscular arm, practically dragging her off the sofa.

I watch as the two ladies head towards an unknown room, the door nearly slamming shut at the force Mapi used, anger bubbling up inside her.
I listen to hear two muffled voices as shouting occurs, but i am unable to make out a single word that comes out of either ladies mouth.

The door opens a little while later, both women walking out, Mapi with a stern look placed on her face but quickly softens as she looks towards me, however walking off towards the kitchen, presumably putting away the shopping she had bought.
I look now back towards the door, noticing a sheepish looking Alexia walking out and towards the sofa, her feet shuffling at a quick pace, looking like a little kid who had just been told off.

She plops her body down onto the soft sofa as she rubs the back of her neck in awkwardness, the air beginning to feel tense.
I see her head turning slowly to look towards me but i quickly whip my head towards the TV, suddenly very interested in the cooking show that is presented on it.

I gulp nervously as i feel her eyes burning holes into the side of my head, quite clearly more interested in staring at me rather than the TV.
I begin to feel awkward as anything else seems more interesting than looking at the blonde, making me question if i should really be in this living room.

I abruply stand up as i turn towards both ladies, feeling sweat practically drip off my head as i look towards them.
"I- im going to go" i say suddenly, feeling both pairs of eyes watching my every move.
"No wait Y/N-" i hear as a soft hand latches into my bicep, making me stop suddenly and turn around.
"No, let go" i say as i feel a wave of anger wash over me as i look towards Alexia, feeling hurt of her sudden rudeness towards me.
"Y/N please-" Alexia begins to say, but i quickly interrupt her once again, almost pissed off that the only time she would speak to me is if i leave.
"I said let go, you are not my girlfriend" i practically shout at the older individual as i snatch my arm away from her, my emotions suddenly crashing down on me, not knowing how to react.

I see the change in demeanor as her face switches quickly to anger at my words.
I pay no mind to the midfielder as i storm out of the house, running as far as i can away from the problem, knowing thats the one thing i am good at.

Alexia's POV
I silently watch as the young girl runs away from my clutches, a slight limp is noticeable, reminding me of the awful state we found her in the night before.
I feel anger build up inside me as i remember the comment she made, making me want to run after the girl and demand her respect. However, a strong hand holds onto my shoulder as they pull me back inside my home.
I look up to meet the eyes of my partner staring towards me, a mixture of sympathy and anger noticeable in her eyes.

"Give her time my love, a lot has happened, you can't force it" she says, knowing anger would just make the situation worse.
I take a large inhale in as i close my eyes, breathing out harshly, attempting to calm my body and mind down from the swirling mixture of emotions i am feeling.
"Why can't she see how much we care for her, Mapi" i say as a tear rolls down my face, at the emotions feel as if they are all exiting at once.
I break down in her strong arms as she holds me up, knowing i am unable to control the emotions that feel as if they are all pouring out of my body at once.

"She will, soon"