Novel & Cerita Why Is My Girlfriend Avoiding Me

My boyfriend, I couldn’t just kick him out. ''Oh, thanks,” I said shutting the door. ''Why are you guys avoiding each other?” he questioned, taking his seat. ''It's just a little girl drama. We will sort it out sooner or later,” I said taking a bite from the nacho my mom made before she left the house. ''Since we’re free.” He moved close to me. “How about we watch a movie?” ''I'm sorry Jake, but I really do not want to go to now,” I lowered my eyes, avoiding his gaze.

“Yes, Kayden. And I really don’t have time right now. I should be going.” But he didn’t move aside. Instead, he leaned slightly forward, his body too close. “You never answer my calls. You ignore my messages. And when you finally reply, you lie.” His tone wasn’t loud, but the quiet sharpness cut deeper than if he had yelled. “Tell me, Jhelani… why are you avoiding me?” "I am not." My voice trembled. "You are, and you know it." He said stepping a foot inside. "You can't come in. I didn't say you can yet, Kayden. And yes, I am avoiding you because I don't want to have anything doing with you." I said, gathering up my strength as I took a stan for myself.

For all four years of college, my girlfriend Vanessa Moore never once let anyone know we were together. "Dating someone in your own class is asking for trouble. If we break up, it'll be humiliating." To keep our distance, I never dared say a single word to her in front of other people. But Marcus Hale, the guy she grew up with, got to be glued to her side. On the way to the graduation party, a white sedan swerved out of nowhere and slammed into my car. Glass sliced open my face and my arm. When the dizziness cleared, I saw Marcus in the other car, smiling like he had just pulled something off. Blood kept dripping from the cuts. I was pinned, and I couldn't move an inch. Then Vanessa's car ca

"I was worried Tilly wasn't going to bring you back, and when she did, I thought I'd give you some space, let you come to me, let you process everything, but that wasn't working either. Care to explain why you've been avoiding me?" I moved my hair out of my eyes, a nervous gesture, trying to come up with a good reason, any reason, why I hadn't been by to see him, why I had kept my distance. Avoidance had been my best friend these past few days, a protective cocoon against the messy reality of my life. "I don't know, I've just been busy, that's all," I mumbled, offering the weakest of excuses, my eyes downcast, unable to meet his knowing gaze.

Fucking wonderful. I reached across the table, covered her hand with mine. "I'm sorry?" Her fingers turned under mine, squeezing. "I know. I know. I just worry about you. We really should get you a girlfriend." "Please don't," I squeezed back before letting go. "I'm fine." The biggest lie I had told all night. I wasn't fine. I was consumed by the thoughts of a woman I had been avoiding for seven days because distance was supposed to help make me want her less.

"As you can see, I just got back from work, and I'm exhausted, Raven. Whatever you want to talk about, can wait till tomorrow." "No," I said firmly, stepping closer. "I want to know why you've been avoiding me. Why have you been acting so distant?" "Why would I avoid you, and what do you mean distant?" He asked, avoiding my question. "I don't remember us being close. In case you've forgotten, I'm a busy man and don't have time to banter words with you." "We've been more than just close, Mason. You started avoiding me ever since we had sex." I was tired of his attitude.

“Not really. Why do you think so?” Amber sighed, licking her lower lips. “I don’t know if it’s just me or…” she sighed again. “He isn’t spending much time with me like before. Whenever I want us to spend some quality time together, he would tell me he was busy with something and had to take care of it. He isn’t spending time with me in school as well. I don’t know, but I feel like he’s avoiding me.”

“Kieran—” He stood abruptly, cutting me off before I could even begin. “I have work to do.” And just like that, he was gone. I stared at his empty seat, my chest twisting painfully. It had been the same every time I tried to talk to him. Whenever I approached, he was too busy. Whenever I reached out, he pulled away. Avoidance. Intentional. Deliberate. And worst of all, I didn’t even know why. I pushed my plate away, my appetite completely gone.

“And I get the sense that you didn’t either.” She turned away, moving toward the window. “You’re reading into things.” “Am I?” he asked. He didn’t follow her, giving her space the way Nolan had advised, no matter how hard it was. “Because you’ve been pulling away. Avoiding being seen with me. Cancelling plans without explanation. And I don’t think it’s because you lost interest.” Silence. Isla’s fingers curled against the window frame.

"You guys were doing fine before we left, what happened?" "Nothing, that's the problem." I leaned into my chair as I ran my finger through my hair. "I thought we were doing fine too until I noticed she was drifting away from me. She avoids spending time with me and refused to let me touch her, it's as if she's repulsed by me." "Have you tried talking to her about it?" he asked. "I did so many times, but she kept saying everything is fine. I don't know what to do anymore."