Chapter 20

Summary:

When Kira's little secret is out of the bag, Alise is done being walked all over raises hell. There's a big blow out between the two of them and things don't end well. When the chaos is over, Alise is still in 'doctor jail', but that doesn't stop her from giving Owen an anniversary present he'll never forget.

*Adult content in here, be warned

Authors Note:

Only a few more chapters left in this (and thank you to all for bearing with me with this lengthy story. I had no idea how long it'd be and initially it was only supposed to be 11 chapters, but it got away from me). I wanted to give you an idea of what the sequels will look like. I already have a name for each of them (will I will reveal later on), but I will tell you that the second sequel will focus on what happens with Owen and Alise between the Jurassic World/Indominus incident up until Fallen Kingdom, then the third sequel will focus on what happens after Fallen Kingdom, which features Claire and Maisie Lockwood. I'm actually thinking of posting them simultaneously because you don't have to read the second before the third. The second is there for fun and if you're wondering what Owen and Alise got up to in between this story and the third story. Is that confusing? I'm hoping it'll all start to make sense when it's actually posted. Anyway, thank you for reading and getting this far, feedback is greatly appreciated!

*Also someone in the reviews asked if I like Claire Dearing - I love Claire! I hope I didn't make it seem like I don't with the way I'm writing her. Also, Alise likes her too and I hope I portrayed that well!

I was thankful when I saw that Owen had taken his bike to the enclosure, leaving Barry's car here so I could take to my apartment. I know I was probably being brash and hasty, but I was furious. I needed to talk to her and I needed to talk to her now. There was no way I was letting this lying little bitch stay in my apartment any longer. It was disrespectful and so immature. I was completely through with being nice.

I was unsure of when Owen would be back and I didn't want him to freak out if I was gone when he came back, so I called him when I was halfway there and told him where I was going.

"I'm gonna kill her," was the first thing I said when he answered the phone and I was clearly irate.

"What? Who?" Owen asked. I could hear the confusion in his voice.

"That little bitch Kira. She got fired over a week ago for drinking on the job and she's been lying to me about it, saying that she's working when she's not. What the fuck has she been doing? There's no way I'm letting her stay in my house and disrespect me like this. I'm gonna fucking kill her."

"Alise, calm down," he said calmly. "Where are you?"

"I'm on my way to the apartment. I just wanted to let you know where I was. I gotta go though, I'm almost there." I said, his voice seemed to calm me down just a little bit, but not enough.

"Wait, no Alise!" I heard him say as I was hanging up the phone. I felt bad for hanging up on him, but I had one thing on my mind and that was getting to my apartment.

x x x

I used the key to get into the apartment and immediately heard the sound of the TV on full blast as well as men's voices coming from the living room, along with Kira's. I raised my brows as I walked into the living area slowly. Did she seriously have people over? And do I smell smoke?

Then I saw the three boys that were sitting on my couch. Two of them had cigarettes in their hands and the other had his feet on my coffee table. There was a half-empty bottle of tequila on the table and a few empty bottles of beer. Kira sat on the arm of the chair, leaning over as one of them lit a cigarette for her, which was in her mouth.

"Uhm, excuse me," I said in complete shock at the scene in front of me.

"Oh, Alise!" Kira jumped up as she quickly put the cigarette out on one of my plates that had cigarette ashes and buds all over it. "I wasn't expecting you home today…"

I bite my lip, trying to keep my composure as the three boys and Kira looked at me, waiting for a reaction. "Kira, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked, clenching my hands into fists and digging my nails into my palm as a way to release some of this anger.

"Yeah, sure," Kira said. "Be right back," she winked at the boys as I walked into the kitchen and she followed. "What's up?" She asked.

I raised my brows, "What's up? That's all you have to say?"

"What's the problem?" She asked. Did she really not fucking know?

"What's the problem? What's the problem…" I repeated, shaking my head at her idiocy. "First, who the hell are those guys?"

"I met them in town last night. Really nice guys, I invited them over for a few drinks." She said nonchalantly.

I raised my brows again, did she really not see the fucking problem here? "So you just brought three random guys into my apartment to spend the night and you offered them my alcohol?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. Are you mad?" She asked, pulling an innocent face.

"Uhm, a little." Was all I could say as I dug my nails further into my palm.

"Why?" She asked and that's what set me off.

"Why? You're seriously asking me why? I'll tell you why. Because you lied to me and told me you were at work, then you disrespect me by bringing three randos into my house to sleep over, drink with them and smoke cigarettes with them. It really makes me worry about your sanity."

Kira just looked at me with a blank expression before quickly walking into the other room. "Well, apparently I'm fucking crazy so you guys have to go!" She said, pausing the TV. "Yeah, you can go now. Get out!" She continued as I heard them shuffling to get out the door.

I stood in there in shock about the way she just snapped like that.

"Are you happy now?" She asked, walking back into the kitchen after shutting the door behind them.

"Yeah, I actually am. You cannot drink my alcohol without asking or have random people smoking cigarettes in my house without my knowledge, let alone having them spend the night."

"I didn't realize you were so protective of your alcohol. You know, that's really not good. It makes me question your drinking habits, you and Owen go through a few bottles of tequila a week, it's really worrisome." She said in a mocking tone.

I scoffed, "My drinking problems?"

"Yeah." she scoffed back.

"You're the one that drinks until the early morning and wakes me up when you come home, not to mention you've drunk all day on multiple occasions and in case you haven't noticed it's 12 in the fucking afternoon, Kira. I'm surprised your liver hasn't stopped working at this point!" I exclaimed, there was no holding back at this point. I was so heated, I didn't even realize the door open.

Kira just looked at me and screamed at the top of her lungs before picking up a glass beer bottle and chucking it at the wall, leaving it to shatter and beer was now all over the wall and floor.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I called after her as she walked down the hall. "You better fucking clean that shit up!"

"Bitch, you clean it!" She called back then the door slammed shut.

"Are you fucking-" I started after her, but I felt a hand grab my arm and saw that it was Owen.

"Alise, she's not worth it." He said, tightening his grip the more I fought.

"No. Did you not see what just happened? I'm going to slap her. She has the nerve to call me a bitch…" I trailed off, mostly saying the last part to myself. Owen grabbed my other arm and held me back gently, not wanting to hurt me even more. I was too angry to realize just how much my ribs were hurting from yelling.

"Yes, I saw what happened and you're gonna slap her? Then what are you going to do after that?" He asked calmly.

"Punch her in the tit."

"Really? Punch her in the tit? Do you realize how ridiculous that sounds?" He couldn't help but chuckle.

I sighed as I stopped struggling, he was right. "Yes. But she's fucking crazy."

"Now you see what I mean. Are you gonna kick her out yet?" He let go of my arms.

"Fuck yes."

x x x

After that, I let Owen deal with Kira and he really put his foot down. He made her pack all of her stuff and they were out of the house by 12:45 pm. Of course, Kira tried to say goodbye and pretend like nothing happened, but Owen was just like "Don't even think about talking to her" and it shut her up real quick.

I was just finishing up with my mandatory three times a day icing for 20 minutes when Owen walked into the apartment at 4:15 pm after dropping Kira off.

"She's finally gone. I made sure she got on a plane so she's not coming back." he sighed as he took a seat on the couch next to me, more like plopped down. He was as tired of this as I was.

"Remind me never to offer up my guest room to any of your crazy family members again." I laughed, taking the ice pack from under my shirt and putting it on the coffee table.

He chuckled and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Why don't you just come live with me so you won't feel bad about turning them down?" He asked.

My face lit up as I looked at him, "Really?"

"Yeah. If you think you can handle living in my "tiny ass bungalow"." He mocked me on something I've said on many occasions.

I smiled at him, "To be with you, I think I'll learn to."

Owen smiled and kissed me, "Oh, and happy anniversary." He said. My eyes widened.

"Shit, it's the 23rd today. With everything that's happened, I didn't even… I forgot…" I said, looking down, beating myself up over it. How could I forget it was August 23rd and our 6 month anniversary? Because I'm an idiot, that's how.

"It's okay, it's been a rough few days. Weeks even. Hell, it's been a rough few months." He said, kissing the side of my head. "And I forgot too if it makes you feel better. Claire texted me about an hour ago saying good luck about tonight." He admitted. It made me feel a little better.

"Crap, I forgot about that…" I remembered the fancy dinner on the beach Owen had planned for later tonight.

"I canceled it since you've been in doctor jail," he still chuckled at the term I used. "Figured the last thing you'd wanna do is jump on a boat with all the vertigo."

I smiled, "Thank you. I appreciate that." As much as it would have been nice to go out tonight for our 6 month anniversary, I wasn't at my best and he thought about that and understood it and that's all I could really ask for.

"I still have an idea for tomorrow though, to make up for tonight. How would you feel about going to the waterfall? I hear there's a meteor shower later tomorrow night too, but that starts at 1 am, don't suppose you'd wanna stay up for that?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"Just like our second date? That's exactly how I asked you too," I said, he wouldn't normally phrase a question like that. It was all me. "I'm surprised you remembered."

"Hey, I remember stuff…" he trailed off. "Sometimes." Out of the two of us, we both forgot our fair share of things. It's hard to keep track of everything and things slip our minds easily.

"Yeah, "sometimes"." I mocked.

"You're the one that forgot our anniversary." He deadpanned.

"So did you! You just said Claire was the one who reminded you!" I exclaimed.

Owen smirked, "I know, I just like it when you get mad."

I slapped his chest and rolled my eyes. "You're a dick."

"A dick that you love?" He asked.

"A dick that I love," I nodded. "With a dick I also happen to love. And I also haven't had that dick for over a week, so that's gonna be my anniversary present and no excuses. My ribs are fine." I said, pointing a finger at him and squinting my eyes. I wasn't lying, my ribs were fine. They hurt a little when I laughed or coughed, but as long as he didn't bring me to pound town, they'd be fine.

"We'll see." was all he said. I groaned and got up slowly, grabbing the ice packs from the table.

"We'll see my ass," I mumbled under my breath, earning a chuckle from him. I put the ice packs in the freezer, grabbed a water bottle and the last beer and walked back into the living room.

Owen turned the TV on and went straight to on demand.

"Game of Thrones?" I asked, chuckling as I handed him a beer.

"Yes," he admitted, opening it and taking a sip. "Still have to see what happens to Snow at the wall and Ned in King's Landing," he mumbled, searching for the ninth episode in the first season, the one we were on.

I had watched Game of Thrones years ago but stopped after the third season, but we were bored one night trying to figure out what to watch and I'd suggested it. He's been hooked ever since. I'll definitely have to convince him to get HBO in his bungalow now that I'll be moving in with him, but I don't think I'll have to do much convincing.

"Fine, we can watch, but only if we do something fun tonight." I proposed, he raised a brow at me.

"Like what?"

"I don't know… but I'm sick of being stuck inside. Maybe we can go to Three Horns? Get some dinner and play pool with Lucy and Lachlan? I'm dying to get out of the house. I feel like I'm in jail."

"Well, you do call it doctor jail," he said, amused. I shot him a look. "We can go out. Text them and see what they're up to. What time did you wanna go?"

"Maybe 7:30. It'll give us enough time to watch a couple of episodes and for me to put makeup on and try to cover up this gnarly black eye." I said, lightly poking my face.

It was starting to go from black to a yellowish-green, but it was still very noticeable. It wasn't as bad as the bruises on my ribs, which were still a dark violet color, but weren't as bad as they were a few days ago. It's getting better day by day, slowly but surely. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't self-conscious about it.

"Looks better than it did a week ago." he shrugged, trying to make me feel better about it. I nodded and sighed as he pressed the 'play' button. I just smiled and put my head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close.

x x x

Lucy and Lachlan were both free tonight, so we met them at Three Horns around 7:30 and we played a round of pool, got some food and then they wanted to know everything that happened with Kira, so I told them the full story.

"Holy shit, Alise, you got some balls!" Lachlan exclaimed, taking a sip of his beer.

"I just had it with everything. She pushed me over the edge. I don't know why I let it go on for so long." I shook my head.

"I bet you're never letting any of Owen's relatives stay at your apartment again." Lucy laughed.

"Well, that's not going to be an issue anymore," Owen said, taking a sip of his beer. Lucy and Lachlan both gave us a confused look.

"I'm moving in with Owen…" I said.

"Oh, that's great! When?" Lucy asked.

"I don't really…" I trailed off, looking at Owen. We haven't really talked about that yet, guess we probably should have.

"We'll have to wait and see how she's feeling in a couple of weeks," he said.

"Damn, well, I'm gonna miss you as my neighbor. No more early morning naked talks on the deck." Lachlan shook his head, looking down.

"Naked?!" Both Lucy and Owen exclaimed, Lucy's eyes were wide and Owen was raising a brow, his shock still more composed than Lucy's.

"Uh, half naked. And not me, Lachlan." I laughed. "I'm gonna miss waking up to your six-pack and bubble butt, but I'm trading up," I said, grinning at Owen.

"Uh, rude," Lachlan said overdramatically.

"Don't listen to her!" Lucy said, covering his ears and laughing. "She's just trying to make Owen feel better. He'll never have a bubble butt quite like yours!" she said.

"Thanks. You can squeeze it if you want." Lachlan said, sticking his butt out for her to squeeze.

Lucy laughed, her cheeks becoming noticeably red as she covered her mouth. "Not here, I'll save that for later." she winked.

"You two are so adorable," I said, shaking my head as I took a sip of water. The painkillers made me nauseous, so the last thing I wanted to do was drink.

Owen scoffed, "That's what you call adorable?" he took a sip of beer.

"Well, yeah. They're young and in love. It's adorable." I said.

He shook his head and chuckled, "Whatever you say."

I laughed and looked at the time, it was nearing 9:30 pm. "Well, as fun as this was, my boyfriend and I haven't had sex in over a week and a half and it's our 6 month anniversary, so we gotta get out of here." I grinned, glancing at Owen, who just shook his head.

"Say no more. Enjoy ridin' that D!" Lachlan exclaimed.

"Oh, I will. Believe me." I smirked, looking at Owen, who just rolled his eyes, but I could see the small smile on his face that he was trying to hide.

"Well, you two… enjoy that. Text me tomorrow?" Lucy asked me.

I nodded, "Will do. I don't know what time though, we might be up late." I winked at Owen.

"Alright, enough. Go get a room." Lachlan laughed.

I laughed, standing up. "Oh, and we'll try to be quiet, but if you hear screaming don't-" I started to say, but Owen cut me off.

"Come on, Alise," he grabbed my hand, pulling me along. I smirked and gave one last wave to Lucy and Lachlan, who were both cracking up.

I smirked as Owen pulled me along to the car, "So pushy and eager. That's what lack of sex will do to you-" I smirked as he opened the car door for me. I was going to continue on, but he slapped my ass instead, causing me to let out an involuntary moan as I looked back at him. "Hey!"

"It got you to shut up, didn't it?" he smirked.

I bit my bottom lip and glanced around, there wasn't anyone around us where he parked the car, so I figured it couldn't hurt when I said "Do it again." with a smirk.

"Get in the car and I'll think about it," he smirked back. I didn't waste a second doing as I was told. He shut the door behind me and I bit my bottom lip. At this rate, I don't even know if I'll get to show him the anniversary present I have for him...

x x x

I didn't waste a second when we got into the apartment because the second the door shut, I pushed Owen back against the wall and kissed him hard. I couldn't help it. The whole ride home I was thinking about kissing him. Especially when he put his hand on my thigh as he was driving and I was wearing a dress, so that skin on skin contact was enough to get my mind going.

I grabbed onto the back of his neck and pulled myself closer to him. He chuckled in the kiss and I used that to my advantage and slipped my tongue in his mouth, kissing him deeply. He grabbed onto my waist, his thumb digging into one of my bruises, causing me to wince as I pulled back.

"Shit, I'm sorry," he mumbled, dropping his hands immediately.

"It's fine," I sighed, a little annoyed that at the moment I was so… fragile. "No pain, no gain, right?" I said.

"I know you want to, but we don't have to-" he started to say, but I cut him off with my lips.

I shook my head, "I actually have a present for you. I wanna give it to you tonight. Right now." I said, looking up at him.

A small smile cracked on his lips, "Alright." I smiled and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the bedroom. I sat him on the bed and walked towards my closet. "Where are you going?" he asked, lightly grabbing my hand and pulling me back.

"Just wait here," I said, leaning down to peck his lips. "It's a surprise," I smirked, walking into the walk-in closet. I shut the door behind me and changed, laughing at all the nonsense that was coming out of Owen's mouth like 'Should I count to ten?' 'Close my eyes?' and other stuff like that.

When I was finished, I opened the door. His eyes fell on me and all he could get out was a simple and quiet "Wow."

I bit my lip and looked down at the dark purple matching lingerie set that I had gotten just for this occasion. Normally, I wouldn't feel so insecure with him seeing my body, but after the accident… with all the bruises, I suddenly felt like I was under a microscope.

"You like it? I guess it works out nicely because it covers up the bruises…" I said, looking down. The top was silk and lace, covering up the bruises, while the panties were sheer and lace.

"Come here…" he said softly, beckoning me over. I smiled and walked over and stopped in front of him. "You don't need to cover them up, baby. You're beautiful. Even with the battle wounds." he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me closer. He lifted the top lightly, exposing all of the dark bruises on my stomach. His lips lightly grazed them, sending a shiver down my spine. He left soft kisses all over my stomach, he was so gentle the sensitive skin didn't hurt at all.

I ran my fingers through his hair as he littered my stomach with kisses, biting my lip as he looked up at me. I leaned down and kissed his lips lightly, pushing him back so I could lay on top of him as the kiss grew more passionate. He unhooked my bra and slid it off my arms, all without breaking the kiss. Then he rolled us over so that he was on top, gently, so I didn't feel a thing.

He might not be taking me to pound town tonight, but we were going somewhere just as good.