Down And Out.

Chapter 1:

Last year, a mother and her son moved to a large city called, Edgewood. Her son, Owen, is 15 years old, and is struggling in school. His mother tried to help him in so many ways, but Owen would not give in. His mom soon put him in therapy, but in Owen's opinion, that made everything worse. She then got him help from family and friends, a tutor, and teachers, but nothing seemed to work. Everyday, his mom would get calls from his school saying, " Your son wasn't in class today" or " Your son didn't turn in any assignments". When the teachers were willing to help Owen, he would do the work that day, then just give up the next. His mom got sick of making calls to try and make things easier for her son, if he wasn't gonna do anything.

" Owen, did you turn in your assignments?," his mother asked.

Owen knew he didn't do them, and had a feeling his mom knew too, but he still proceeded to lie to her. "Yes. Can I go see Alex now?"

" Yeah, but I better not get any calls from the teachers". his mom says.

"Ok. Love you, bye". Owen yells up the stairs to his mom.

" Love you too," his mom yells back.

Owen walks across the street to Alex's  house. When he arrives at Alex's porch, he facetime's him, and lets him know he's there. Alex opens the door for the smaller boy standing outside.

" Hey dude" Alex says, allowing Owen to walk inside.

"Hey", Owen replies.

" What do you wanna do?", Alex asked.

" I don't know", Owen replies.

Owen and Alex walk to the kitchen.

" Wanna see if Stephen can come over?", Alex asked,

Owen hated Stephen so much. The last time they saw each other was when, he jumped Owen outside of the school.

Owen's face dropped from a grin, to a frown. Alex noticed his friend's face expression's change.

" I guess that means no", Alex said.

Owen looked at the taller boy, and blushed.
Alex noticed the red shade that covered his friend's cheeks. " Are you good dude?"

" Yeah", Owen turned his head, so he would now be facing the wall.

"Whatever" Alex  mumbled to himself. He then took out his phone, and looked at girls on Instagram.

"Owen, Natalie is throwing a big ass party tonight," Josh says, then looks up at his zoned out friend. ' Hello? Earth to Owen". He waved his hand in front of Owen's face.

Owen came out of his trance, and looked up at his friend. " Um.. what were we talking about again?"

" Dude, you are definitely not ok", Alex says, then walks in the other room.

Owen ran upstairs, and went into Alex's bathroom. Hoping Alex wouldn't hear him, he sat on the floor and started crying. Owen loved Alex so much, but in a way that friends shouldn't. Owen heard a knock on the door, and opened it. He then wiped his tears. The person at the door was Alex. "Great", Owen thought.

" Hey man, are you ok? I heard you crying up here.", Alex says with a small frown.

"Is he actually asking if I was ok?" Owen thought.

" Stop asking stupid questions. And yes, I'm fine", Owen tells his friend before walking down the steps.

Owen makes his way into the living room where he plopped himself down on the couch. The same thoughts running through his head over and over again. "What if Alex already knows?" " What if he doesn't support me when I tell him?" What if he's gonna hate me forever?" " I should probably tell him how I feel" "Or..should I?" "I don't know what to do anymore". Eventually as time passed, Alex came downstairs and grabbed a bottle of gin. Owen looked up at the boy taking a sip out of the bottle.

"What's that for?", Owen asked. " Aren't you driving?"

" Dude. I only took a swig" Alex said before attempting to hand Owen the bottle. " Do you want some?"

" No thanks. I'll probably have a beer at the party", Owen said and kindly declined his offer.

Soon after,  they left to go to the party. When they got there, Owen made his way over to the drinks and chugged a cup of who knows what. Within the next 5 minutes he was feeling tipsy, so he poured himself another glass and finished it. He was now completely wasted. Owen went out into the crowd of sweaty drunk teenagers, and danced to the music. A while later, a girl he didn't recognize started dancing up against him, but he just let it happen because he was out of it and he also didn't really care. Without Owen noticing, Alex walked over and pulled the girl off of him.

"Heyyy Alexx " Owen slurred. He attempted to thrust himself up against his friend, until Alex pushed him away. " Don't be so meann".

" How much have you had to drink?" Alex asked, looking a little worried. He has never seen Owen this drunk before.

"W-what? I'm as sober as a rover, as a something sober", Owen slurred.

" I didn't ask if you were sober.. which clearly you're not. I asked you how much you had to drink", Alex said, now looking irritated.

" I barely had anything", Owen said, trying his best to act sober. Alex looked at him in disbelief.

" Whatever". Alex says, then walks away.
Owen continues dancing to the now distant music.  He then walked over to some random girl and started making out with her. He thought that maybe it would make Alex jealous. Kissing this girl didn't seem right too him, but if Alex wouldn't kiss him...at least this girl would. He thought about walking over and kissing him...but he didn't. He just stayed away from Alex until it was time to leave. Soon after, Alex found Owen passed out on Natalie's sofa. But, it wasn't just him...there was a girl making out with his unconscious friend. Not only was Alex pissed off for Owen drinking that much, but now that this girl thought she could sexually assault him. Not on my watch.
Alex, ran over and pulled the random lady off of Owen. He then grabbed Owen and slung him over his shoulder. As Alex stumbled out to his car, Owen started to come back to reality.
" Put me down, I want Alex". Owen screamed.
Welp. This is gonna be a long night.
" Owen, it is me. Alex." Alex tried telling his too shitfaced of a friend. Once he stuck Owen in the backseat, he jumped in the front and started driving home.