Right Time, Right Place

Part 34

Wednesday, September 22nd 1:30 AM

Owen's POV:

"Owen we are leaving." Nathan says to me at the bar. "You have been here all day."

I throw my head back and finish another beer, at this point I have lost track of what number I'm on. "I can't go home. Amelia hates me. My mom is dead and my wife is going to divorce me." I get the sentence out with slurred words and throw my hand up for another beer.

Nate looks at the bartender, "No he's done. Don't get him another."

I feel Nathan's arms trying to pull me up and I sigh, "Nate I can't go home!"

"Owen. Amelia isn't going to divorce you. But she's going to be real fucking mad at you. You need to get it together man." I roll my eyes at him.

"I am trying my best Riggs." I stand up to try to walk away but stumble and trip. Nathan catches me and holds onto me as he takes me to his car.

He takes me home and helps me up the steps. I go into the bedroom and see Amelia asleep. I turn on the light and she pulls the blanket over her face.

"Are you going to divorce me?" I say as I lean against the wall and take my shirt off to lay down in bed.

"Owen. Just go to bed I'm not talking about this with you when you are drunk."

"I know I'm an awful husband, just say it Amelia!"

I watch as she stands up and picks up her pillow, "Go to sleep Owen. I'm sleeping downstairs."

I sigh and lay down in bed. I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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11:00 AM

I go to the bathroom and throw up. I lean against the wall to stop the spinning. I rummage through the closet to try and find the ibuprofen for my pounding headache. I hear a noise and look to see Amelia in the doorway, "looking for these?" She holds up the bottle.

"Great, thanks." I hold my hand out and she shakes her head. "No. You aren't just going to heal your hangover and get drunk again . This is where it ends. You have been drunk and hung over almost as many days as there is in a week."

"Amelia it was the last time. Just give me the damn bottle." I hold my head and sigh.

"You have said that since the first time Owen! Get in the bedroom, we are talking."

I walk past her and sit on the bed. She stands in front of me and starts talking, "I know for a fact you don't remember anything from last night but you said you were an awful husband, and you know what I'm starting to think you're right."

I widen my eyes, "Amelia what the hell."

"I can't handle you being drunk constantly anymore, it's to the point where if you are going to keep doing this I'm taking the kids and we are leaving." She crosses her arms and I know she is serious.

"No, Amelia please!" I stand up quickly, maybe a little too quickly as the nausea hits me but I can't lose my family.

She looks at me waiting for me to talk, "I'm sorry. This drinking is getting bad, I realize that. And I'm done. I can't keep doing it if I am going to risk losing the only family I have left. I'm sorry for yelling at you in the parking lot yesterday. I need help. I need to talk about this. My mom would hate me reacting like this. I'm letting her down." I sigh as I sit back on the bed.

Amelia's POV:

I sit down beside Owen. "I'm not going to leave you Owen. But you do need to stop drinking. I love you way too much to see you struggle like this." My eyes fill with tears as I look at him.

"I'm done drinking. I'm talking about my feelings. I'll go back to work and see the therapist. I am getting through this and we are going back to normal." I pay attention to his tone of voice, he's serious now.

"I love you Owen. Please let me help you. You helped me years ago, it's my turn to help you." I say with tears going down by face. He puts his hand on my face, "I love you too Amelia. Thank you for not giving up on me." He goes to hug me but I stop him, "Can you shower first. You stink."

I see him laugh a bit, "Wow alright." He says as he stands up. "I'm okay though Amelia. Well I am going to be. You've made me realize how awful I've been to all of you, I'm really sorry. It was the only way I could ignore my own pain. I know you loved my mom just as much as I did. You have every right to be upset."

I nod, "It's alright Owen. I know you didn't mean it. And for the record I don't think you're a bad husband either. You are just going through something and it's hard, and scary."

He nods, "It really is. But I have a wonderful wife and two amazing kids I need to think about it now. And it's time for me to be here for all of you. Carmen is going back to school tomorrow, and I'm going back to therapy and work. I'm not going to sit here and mope around."

"If that's what you want to do Owen. I know for most people going back to work is probably a bad idea. But you love what you do, and it helps you. So I think you should. We are getting through this."

He nods, "We are getting through this. Im gonna go shower now so then I can hug you."

I smile a bit, "Alright I'll be waiting." I watch him walk into the bathroom and I go to Blakes room and pick her up. I carry her back and lay on the bed. I set her favorite toy down and watch as she reaches for it. She's getting so smart and growing up so fast. Owen takes a long shower then comes out in his towel. I focus my attention on Blake, to avoid getting all flustered.

He makes it hard when he comes over and bends down to see Blake. He holds the towel on with one hand and kisses the top of her head, "She's so big! I have been so out of it lately I haven't been paying attention to her."

I clear my throat and he looks at me, "You okay Mel?"

I shake my head, "Uhm can you please just get dressed." I look at his chest then back up at his face.

"Oh I'm sorry. Let me get dressed." He walks over to his closet and I fixate myself on Blake again. I tickle her belly and hear her loud baby giggle.

Owen walks over again fully clothed and sits down. He puts his arms out and I lean into him. "I miss my mom." He says softly.

I nod, "I know you do. But it's normal. I miss her too." I look up at him.

"We will be okay though. Can we lay here for a bit?" He leans back with me still having my head on his shoulder and his arm around me. He puts Blake on his chest.

"Of course we can." I smile at him.

"I could use some family time. Wait CARMEN." He yells her name. She walks in a few seconds later, "Yeah?"

"Come lay down." I say to her. Owen speaks next, "We are having family time."

Carmen smiles and lays down beside Owen. "You okay dad?"

Owen nods, "I will be."

I lean over and kiss his cheek as the four of us lay there.