Owen and Knox

28. It hurts

Owen POV

It's been a month since Knox and I got together. Everyday we've been by each other's sides like two peas in a pod. Every other night I stay at his house and he stays at mine, one night we're at his, the next he's at mine. Some nights I've had to sneak him in because my dad doesn't want us waking Nikah and Alaric since they're only nine.

Yeah, and I was nine when they were pretty much making them, maybe even a couple years younger. Oh well, but still. Tristan has been on edge about the whole sex thing and losing Lola. I get the feeling, losing Knox would literally be the end of the world for me.

But here I was, Saturday afternoon laid on my bed in a starfish on the phone to Knox. He was out with his cousins on his mums side who were visiting from Spain. He did offer for me to go with them but I haven't been feeling good today so I declined.

"Owen I was thinki-," Knox started.

"Don't touch me!" I heard Lola shout.

"I've got to go. Love you." I quickly said to Knox then hung up. I threw my phone on my bed and quickly left my room. Once I opened my door I saw Tristan and Lola stood in the hall way, they both had tears streaming down there cheeks. Tristan had a look of guilt while Lola was angry and hurt.

"Lola, please just listen to me." Tristan begged her, both still hadn't seen me.

"Listen to what Tristan? How you slept with some other girl while you were still with me? I can barely look at you. What the fuck were you thinking?" Lola's voice cracked.

"I was thinking of you." My brother yelled. "I was thinking I wouldn't hurt you if I had some sort of knowledge of what to do."

"And you thought of fucking some other girl?" Lola sobbed. "I thought we were going to do it together. Together, Tristan. Or don't you understand the meaning of that word."

"I know. Fucking Christ I know. Do you know how much the fucking guilt has been eating me up. This is why I told you so we can talk this out. Because I feel so guilty about doing what I did, trust me I do. I feel like shit that I've hurt you but I've fucking hurt myself as well. Just stop shouting at me and come back to my room so we can talk. Please?" He begged her.

"I need some space." Lola cried and left after saying a quick goodbye to my mum and dad.

Tristan screamed and punched the wall multiple times. I quickly went to him, pulling him to my arms so he couldn't hurt himself again. He leaned most of his weight on me and sobbed on my shoulder.

"It hurts. Owen it hurts so fucking much." Tristan sobbed.

"I know. L-let it all out." I rubbed his back. Blindly I walked us to my room where we sat on my bed and hugged each other. My dad had sat with us rubbing his back until Tristan had fallen asleep.

"What was that about?" My dad asked me.

"Tristan s-slept with some girl so he c-could be experienced for Lola. I guess she d-didn't like it. No one would though, Tristan felt so g-guilty even before he told her." I explained.

"Jesus." He breathed out. "That's though."

"Yeah." I whispered looking at the passed out Tristan laid on my bed. His cheeks stained with tears.

"Young love, it's utter shit but you get over it." My dad sighed. "They'll get through it. I know they will. They'll either be friends or they'll have make up sex."

"Dad." I laughed.

"What? I'm not wrong. How many times have your mum and I had to have make up sex over the years? Too fucking many." He chuckled. "They both love each other. It'll be one of those things where they might be able to get over it and it'll make them stronger, or they will have to let each other go."

"I hope they d-don't. H-he's so happy with her." I whispered.

"Yeah, I know. Like you with Knox, Tristan with Lola." He stated and we both sighed.

"We'll help him get through it." I said. My dad nodded leaving us both in silence.

After a few minutes, my phone started ringing with Lola's name coming up.

"Hey." I said softly. My dad left the room leaving me and a sleeping Tristan.

"Owen I don't know what to do." She sobbed.

"C-calm down. It's ok. You both just needed to cool d-down and being together didn't help. Tristans here when you're ready t-to talk." I reassured her.

"H-how is he?" She sniffled.

"Cried himself to s-sleep." I told her. "When you left h-he punched the w-wall a few times. He'll have a bruise I'm sure."

"I love him but he cheated. I don't know what to do."

"If you love him you'll let it go, and if he does it again on purpose that's when you can beat him." I laughed to try and lighten the mood, getting a small laugh from Lola.

"But if it hurts to much then you can always b-break up. If seeing you two together has told me anything, it's that you both love each other so much. I'm not m-making excuses for him but he really d-did this for you. He didn't want to hurt y-you doing something so intimate. He loves you m-more than I've seen him l-love anyone."

"Yeah." She whispered. "I just need a couple days to process this, have some time."

"And t-that's ok. Everyone n-needs some time every now and then. If you ever need to t-talk you have my number and know where to find me if you need a h-hug." I smiled to myself.

"Thanks Owen. I really appreciate it." Lola replied.

"It's ok. I'll talk to you later." I told her. We both said our goodbyes and hung up.

Only a minute later did my phone ring again with my boyfriends name on it.

"What happened?" Knox asked me as soon as I answered.

"Tristan and Lola are on a break."