4 The fight

As time passed on Ashton started to become clingy. He started showing up at my work a lot when we were in public he refused to leave my side, and every moment we were together he had to touch me or hold me. Don't get me wrong we were an affectionate couple, but I could still sit on the chair without having to stretch so he could hold my hand.

He also started to become very insecure. I could not make jokes anymore for fear of causing him to get upset. He was so sensitive to every little word. Sometimes he would just cry. I always asked him what was wrong, but he would never tell me.

Ashton was never like this before. He always wore a here smile on his face, he was a connoisseur of jokes, and he loved hanging out with his friends. On top of all of that if there was something wrong I knew about it. He always trusted me and we never had secrets.

While this was going on got into a fight. I had just arrived home and needed to check some emails on my computer. The tv was on and I could smell the dinner he was cooking. Ashton at the time was in the bathroom so we didn't get to hug when I first came in the door. By the time he got out, I had my computer up and running. He sat next to me on the couch and put his head on my shoulder. A little later he wrapped his arm around mine and grabbed my hand. I kissed him on the forehead, whispered:" I love you, but I'm going to need my hand to answer the email".

He threw my hand away from him as he muffled "okay" and leaned on the other side of the couch. Our legs were still touching though.

I turned off the tv looked over at him and asked him if he was okay.

He responded with "I'm fine, but it's not like you would care anyway".

I was taken back by his response "why would you say that"

" you're constantly coming home late and always on your computer. You're so wrapped up in your work you don't even notice I exist, and now you don't even want to be near me in the little time we have together."

His word really got to me that time. I had tried to be understanding, and I was in full realization that I had been a little wrapped up in my work, but this was ridiculous. I was completely done and let out everything. " I just need my arm to write an email. I never said I didn't want to be around you. I don't know what has gotten into you, but you have been extremely overdramatic lately. You have been so hard to be around lately maybe that's why I'm so willing to take extra hours."

He just looked at me with tears starting to swell in his eyes. He left and assumed he went to sit under the cherry blossom tree. It was his favorite spot. I kind of felt bad, but I was so pissed off I just grabbed my computer and went to Starbucks. After finishing my work I met up with my best friend.

I explained the whole situation to her and she calmed me down. Eventually, I went back and knocked on Coles's door no one was there. I went back to our apartment. He wasn't there either.