better off without you

6

-time skip 1 month-

the past month i've been to owens house to finish the project but we keep distance in school it's about 9:30 on thursday night

i was about to turn on my computer until my phone starts ringing

"hello?"
"alana, it's uh sara" her voice breaks
"hey what's going on? are you ok?"
"can you come over, please"
"ya i'm on my way"

she ends the call and i run downstairs
"i'm going out mom i'll be back in a bit" i yell
"smart choices" she says as i run out the door
after driving for a bit i finally reach the house and knock on the door

"it's open" sara's voice yells from inside
as i open the door i see things smashed and glass all over the place
"sara? are you ok?" i ask
"i'm in here"
i quickly make my way to the kitchen and see more glass and things everywhere
"what the hell happened"
"owen happened" she sighs
"what do you mean?"
"he's on the patio just please talk to him"
"sara i need to know what's going on"
"i don't know how to explain it everything just happened so quickly"
"where are your parents"
"they just kinda took off, they always do after owen rages out"
"ellie and jack?" i ask
"upstairs sleeping, i'm not sure if they are now but they were"
"you said he's on the patio?"
"ya, by the pool"
"thank you for calling me sar, don't touch anymore glass i don't want you to get hurt"
"ok"

i make my way out to the patio and see owen leaning over with a bottle of vodka in his hand
"what are you doing here" he asks not even looking in my direction
"sara called me"
"you can leave i'm fine"
"owen" i sigh
"alana leave"
"i can't leave you with kids when you're drunk"
"my parents did, real smart" he laughs
"give me the bottle owen"
"that would be too easy"
he drops the bottle and i hear it shatter
"seriously" i whisper yell
"oops" he laughs
"get inside now"
"no"
"owen get the fuck inside"
"such a mom" he smirks abs turns around

the two of us walk inside the house looks a lot more cleaned up but there is still some glass on the floor
"go up to your room and lay down"
"mmm no" he makes his way to sara
"owen listen to alana, please"she sighs
"why should i"
"because there are two fucking kids sleeping upstairs" sara yells
"ok, ok relax" i say
"fine i'm going..but only if you come" he smirks looking at me
i look at Sara
"go alana please just make him leave"she whines as tears form in her eyes
"owen go i'll be up in a few minutes"
he smiles and walks upstairs

"come here" i open my arms
"i jus- i hate when he gets like this" she says
"i know sar, you should go to bed i'll take care of him and he'll be fine tomorrow"
"no i- i still need to clean"
"sara go to bed please"
"ok" she sighs
i hear a baby crying upstairs
"we should probably go up" she says
"ya"
the two of us walk upstairs and sara goes in her room while i walk to ellie and jacks room
"what are you doing" i say looking at owen holding ellie only now he didn't have a shirt on.
"she was crying"
"you're drunk you shouldn't be holding her owen"
"well she stopped crying didn't she"
"you need to go to bed"
"come with me" he kisses ellie's forehead and places her down in her crib
"you're gonna regret this in the morning"
"not like i'll remember"
"we have school tomorrow you know" i say
"if my parents don't come home tonight i can't go, someone's gotta watch jack and ellie"

"they'll come home"
we leave the kids room and go to owens room
"i'm only staying for a few minutes" i say
"it's only 10:15 what's the rush"
"again we have school tomorrow"
"let's skip"
"you're drunk and i'm going home"
i get up but he grabs my hand
"no your not"

he pulls me onto him and connects my lips to his i was surprised but not mad, i tasted the alcohol on his lips but i didn't care. one of his hands moved to my waist as the other one connected with his interlocking them

a few minutes later i pull away
"owen i need to go"
"stay the night" he whines
"i'm not drunk tonight so i think i'll have to say no" i say laugh
"tomorrow night then"
"what's tomorrow night?" i ask
"shane's stupid party"
"ummm do you know what happened last time we were at a party together"
"i wouldn't complain if it happened again"
"don't go falling in love with me owen then you can't be mr tough guy"
"hey now who says i'm falling in love"
"whatever you say, i'm going home" i stand up
"i'll see you tomorrow" he says.

i make my way downstairs and get outside to see a car pull up
"alana? what are doing here honey" wendy asks
"sara called me, i take it it was a tough night"
"just owen and his father again"
"well i should get home it's getting late"
"have a good rest of your night sweetheart"
"you too"