So this is part two of the jealously prompt for Owelia Week on tumblr. Yes, I know, I'm a little behind. But I wanted to do another play on the theme so here it is! Enjoy!
Callie and Maggie sat in the cafeteria for lunch. They had done some 'single lady' bonding over the last few months and had built quite the little friendship. And that is all it was, a friendship. There were no feelings involved. Just lots of shopping and alcohol, and chat sessions.
Callie bit into her straw and gritted her teeth again. Maggie had noticed her counterpart seemed uninvolved in their conversation and had become quite involved with something else.
"Callie, what the heck are you looking at?"
She scoffed, "Them! Them and their stupid perfect relationship, built on rainbows and butterflies and perfectness."
Maggie scanned the room looking for the couple in question. That's when she saw it.
"Woah, wait, Amelia and Owen are together?"
"Um, yeah, where have you been? I'm the one at Richard and Catherine's wedding that told him to get his head out of his ass and get her back. They were 'together' before Derek died too, you know, but he went and called them a plane crash."
"This is news to me. Was that why she was crying that night? I can't believe I never noticed this before!"
Both the females now had their full attention towards Owen and Amelia. The conversation flowed so easily between the pair. Amelia hand rested upon his knee and Owen's was slightly higher up on her leg. Amelia was picking French Fries off of his plate and they were both laughing. A lock of hair fell out of place and he reached up to tuck it behind her ear.
"Why are they faultless? I want a relationship like that. I want a hand on my knee while they fix my hair and let me eat their French Fries," pouts Callie.
"Amelia is so lucky. How did she get such an amazing guy like that? Why can't I find a guy like that?"
"He's so good with the right person, but when he's with the wrong person, it's toxic for him. They're so good for each other, I don't think the other realizes that they are helping the other one, but they're each other's lifejacket."
Maggie turns back to her food as Callie continues.
"Owen is one of my best friends, I'm glad he's happy, I hope they get married and have a house full of kids because I know that's what they both want. I just have to admit I'm envious of them."
She exhales and refocuses on eating her lunch as well, thinking about the life she wishes she could have.
It is then that someone clears their throat behind the pair and they turn towards the intrusion.
"You know, if you take a picture, it lasts longer," deadpans Owen.
Callie and Maggie both blush at the fact they had been caught and Owen can't help but laugh a little.
Maggie speaks first. "Um, I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."
"It's fine, Maggie, we got caught. Sorry, Owen, couldn't help by admire you and Amelia. Such a cute couple you are, glad I got your sorry ass to get her back." She puffs out her chest.
"Yeah, yes, thank you. I still owe you a drink sometime for that," she smiles at him.
"I'll hold you to it," she responses.
"Okay, I've got to go, I'll see you later." He turns to walk away, but quickly stops and looks back, "By the way, cut the green-eyed monster act, you know you're happy for us."