Becoming

Chapter 26

Greg and I have barely said anything to each other since lastnight, we are basically coexisting in this house. We are suppose to go to my parents' house to spend Christmas in two days, but haven't discussed any of that.

I hear the front door opening so I carry on chopping some vegetables for dinner. "Anna can we talk?" he speaks. I look at him then wipe my hands and follow him to sit down. "I get it you're upset, but I don't get it. I did nothing wrong" he says. I'm quiet, because I'm trying to find the right words.

"That's the issue, that you don't see that you were wrong. If you are not telling me who or who not to be friends with, you are telling me to not drink" I say. "I can't have my girlfriend getting drunk while my colleagues and other important people are present" he looks at me.

"It was a Christmas party for crying out loud, everyone was having fun and I wasn't getting sloshed, it was a few cocktails" my voice raises. "And you were flirting with that guy from Finance" he rolls his eyes. "You're unbelievable, so you think I was flirting with some random guy. He was just laughing that I was stuffing my face with food!" I stand up.

"Yeah, but you're busy talking to some guys while I'm looking for you" he also stands. "Greg you are being ridiculous I don't have time for this" I start taking of my apron and look for my car keys. "Where are you going?" he asks following me. I don't say anything as I'm heading for the door.

I feel him pulling my arm, painfully. "Let go you are hurting me!" I shout at him. "No, I said I want us to talk and that's what we are going to do!" he still has hold of my arm. "Greg, let go of my arm" I warn him. He shakes him head so I push him with my other arm. "I said let go of me!" I practically scream and something flashes in his eyes before he let's go and apologises. I swear he's bipolar.

I storm out of the house. No idea where I'm about to drive to, but I can't be with him right now. He starts the tiniest arguments and likes controlling me. Part of me wants to go back inside and apologise for shouting at him, but the stubborn side is driving around with no idea where she's going.

I stop by McDonald's and check if I have any money in my car since I left my wallet. To my luck I have some change enough to buy ice cream, so I buy via drive-thru. I park my car and start thinking of everything that happened tonight. Everything has been going great until lastnight.

What if I'm the one being too difficult. Greg is just looking out for me, because he loves and cares for me. The whole drinking thing was a misunderstanding. Maybe he didn't want me to get drunk and end up embarrassing myself in front of my bosses and colleagues.

I start my car and return home. I park my car in the garage then get out not sure of what I'm going to say, but I have to say something to him. As soon as I enter the door he is pacing up and down. "Dammit Anna I was worried, where'd you go?" he asks his hands pulling his hair. "Just needed to drive around" I simply tell him.

We talk about everything. He even opens up that he's not trying to be controlling, but he's just looking out for me. I don't want to become a victim of some toxic relationship so I will just see if in the future he continues with this type of behavior. I love him, but if he becomes the type to tell me how to act I won't hesitate to leave him.

"I don't like when we argue" he rubs his temple. "Then stop being a dickhead" I laugh taking his hand. He looks at me, "No, you stop being a dickhead" he says back. "See, we're even arguing about who's the dickhead. We are something else" I laugh shaking my head.

"We definitely are something else. I want this to last" his forehead is now on mine. I close my eyes and say "Me too" before kissing him. Next thing we are naked. Greg and I have never had sex on the couch and I must say he's giving me so much pleasure right now. We look into each other's eyes, before reaching climax. "I love you" he says while still on top of me. "I love you" I pull his face down to kiss him.