Becoming

Chapter 23

Greg has never spoken to me the way he just did. I should've just stayed at Kevin's place just to spite him, but that's childish. No he's the Childish one here. Why was he so upset that I was at Kevin's place he knows he's one of my long time friends here and I don't have that many friends.

I press the remote to open the gate and once I'm in the garage I sit for a few moments collecting my thoughts. When I enter the house he's sitting in the lounge with a bottle of Scotch on the coffee table. I don't say anything and just pass him going up the stairs.

I hear footsteps behind me, but I don't turn around to look at him. "Are you gonna avoid me?" he asks. "No, I just don't know what to say" I simply say. We both walk in to the bedroom and I strip out of my clothes while he watches me.

"I'm sorry" he speaks. I don't say anything and continue searching for a tshirt to sleep in. "Dammit Anna why are you being so difficult?" he raises his voice. I have lost count of how many times we've raised our voices at eachother  these past two weeks and to be honest I'm exhausted.

"How am I being difficult?" I simply ask. "I'm saying I'm sorry, but you are just ignoring me" he gulps down the last of his drink. "What exactly are you apologizing for?" I cross my arms and look at him.

"For being a dickhead" he says. I want to laugh at his word choice, but he's not lying he's being a real dickhead right now.

"Well I don't know what you want me to say. When you hang out with your boys it's okay, but when I hangout with my friend it's a problem" I say.

"That's the thing. I don't like you hanging out with Kevin. When will you realise that he has feelings for you?" he asks. I already know that, but we settled it a long time ago.

"Not this again" I get into bed and turn my back on him. "We are still talking" he pulls the bed covers away from me. "Greg, stop it!" I shout. His phone rings and he pulls it out of his pants. Without saying anything he leaves the bedroom and I hear bits and pieces of the conversation as he walks further down the hallway.

I wait for him to return back to the bedroom only to hear the front door slamming shut and a few moments later I hear his car. Tears begin to roll down my cheeks. I don't know what's happening between the two of us and I don't like it.

I pull out my phone to call him, but it goes straight to voicemail. My tears continue to roll out of my eyes, I haven't cried like this in a long time. My eyes finally become heavy and I fall asleep having no idea where Greg went to.

The next morning I feel arms wrapped around me from behind. I try to get out of his hold, but he wraps them tighter. "No, stay" he says kissing my neck. "I have to go to the toilet" I say and he let's me go. When I return to the bedroom I quietly watch him.

"Why are you watching me like that" he chuckles and I hate how cute his face looks right now, I'm trying to be mad at him. "Where did you go lastnight?" I finally ask. He sits up and scratches the back of his head. "I just needed to clear my head" he looks at me.

I sigh not sure what to say. "Say something" he continues to look at me. "I don't like how things are between us lately, we seem to argue about the tiniest things" I break eye contact and sit on the edge of the bed.

"I get it, you are caught up with work, but look at me. I have work too, but I try to make time for us. You are distant all week and back to normal on the weekends. It's exhausting" I finally open up.

"Baby I'm sorry you feel that way, I will try to not push you away" he crawls so he's siting next to me.

"I also don't like how you talked to me lastnight. I don't appreciate you telling me who and who not to be friends with. Also, there were other people at Kevin's place just so you know we weren't alone" I look at him.

"I just don't trust him" he backs away from me. "Well he's no harm" I stand up and head for the kitchen leaving him alone in the room.