I do not own any of the characters in this story.
This is one of the craziest storylines ive ever planned to write.... I hope you enjoy!
I was just lying there, right beside Owen. I didn't know what to say to him, I was not ready for him to leave. I know Owen loves helping with the war in Iraq, but it's so far away from Seattle. I looked over at the clock, it was 3:30am. I slowly lifted the covers and slid out from Owen's sleeping arms. I walked on the cold ground inside and grabbed my jacket that was hanging on the hook beside the trailer door. Then I realized I wasn't wearing any pants... I creaked my way back towards the bed and kneeled down to open the drawer were my clothing was. I slipped on my pair of leggings and slowly walked back towards the door. I carefully shut the door and walked down the steps towards my car. I heard a loud 'thud' coming from inside the trailer.
"Amelia!" I heard Owen scream from inside the trailer.
I took a deep breath, and turned around to face the door. The door gently open...
"Amelia, what are you doing? It's 3:30 in the morning. Are you okay?" Owen said as he stood in the doorway of the trailer with nothing but his underwear on.
"Yea, I'm fine. Just need some air, that's all." I said as I looked at my shoes moving around in the dirt.
"Are you sure?" Owen said.
"Yea, I'm sure. I'm alright, I'm really alright." I said as I lifted my head to meet his beautiful blue eyes.
"Come back inside with me." Owen said softly.
"Owen, I think it's best if I go on a walk, I'll be back soon." I said as I turn my back and started walking along the pathway outside of the trailer.
"Wait, Amelia. Let me come with you." Owen pleaded.
"Next time, Owen." I said.