Owen had been so stressed. With a week old baby at home and a stressed-out girlfriend, they both were tempted to rip their hair out of their heads at the end of the day. Owen's phone vibrated; it was Bianca. Shocker. It seemed like every minute of the day she was texting him about something. Usually she gave him an errand that he had to complete within a certain time period. Or else; he was in the dog house for the rest of the night. He read the text that Bianca had sent. "Just ran out of milk, run to the store and get some formula?" Owen sighed. It seemed like she had just given him a task two minutes ago. He resentfully texted her back saying, " sure". No less than ten seconds later another message from Bianca popped up on his screen. " OK sorry our daughter is kinda hungry. She's a week old baby she can only drink milk. I ask you to do one thing, I never ask you to do anything and when I do, I get all your petty crap. You're a great father Owen..". He sighed again and got into his pickup truck racing to the nearest grocery store. He jogged inside and went and got the formula. "Four dollars and fifty cents for some dang formula..." He muttered under his breath. Once he was done, he raced home and knocked on the door. "Coming!" Bianca yelled from the kitchen. She flung the door open and raised her eyebrows at Owen. "We'll it's about time you came! Bella has been sitting here crying her eyes out for the past thirty minutes. I'm sure you did that on purpose.." Bianca exclaimed. "Question. Why would I purposefully do that to you?" He jokingly giggled because her statement was so absurd and ignorant. Owen loved Bianca and Bella more than anything. They were his world, his rock. But ever since Bella was born, Bianca had been in a bad mood and yelling at Owen for everything. "Oh, so now it's funny?" Bianca stammered. "Babe, you know that's not true-". "Owen, just stop. OK. Just stop. Thanks for the formula." She said before walking off and getting Bella from the kitchen and warming the formula up and making a bottle. "I don't know what I'm supposed to say or do or anything! You drive me crazy sometimes Bee! Look I love you and Bella to pieces but, we've been arguing so much lately. Should we even be together?" He hated saying it but he was just so unhappy nowadays. It was better when Bella was inside Bianca then out. It was too much drama, and he hated it. "What do you mean? If you didn't notice, we have a child, a daughter who needs us Owen. You know, together..I can't believe you just said that to me. You act like such a douche all the time..." Bianca yelled. "ME? I can't do anything without you screaming at me for it! Look maybe we should just take a break from each other for awhile." Said Owen. "A break. Wow. You're serious right now. I know what this is about. You just don't want to deal with Bella anymore, do you? So this is your way out? Nice excuse." Bianca started bursting into tears, sobbing away. Then that made Bella start crying too. Hysterically. "Just leave Owen." She whispered and ran upstairs. Owen left for the driveway, started up his truck and drove away, leaving a thick cloud of dust behind.