Three months, three months Anya has been gone. Owen missed her terribly, he couldn't bare to even sleep, remembering back when she just called him without him knowing at all. The sad part was, it was May 24, 2012, the day before Owen's birthday, he wished he could spend it with Anya, but he couldn't it was impossible. It was 11:53. Seven minutes, until Owen turned eighteen, without speaking to Anya. Hearing the clock tick, an old fashion clock that he regretted to hang up in his room, but to lazy to take it down. Four minutes passed, snores filled the air, somehow, Owen had passed out, sound asleep like a baby. Rain caught up, smearing against the glass of the window, wind blowing the branches causing it to tap on the window. 12:00am. Officially eighteen, and finally asleep. Seemed like it had only five minutes until Owen's mom walked into his room, waking Owen up by singing. Rubbing his eyes as he sat up in his bed, ruffling his hand through his hair. Owen flashed a smile at his mother and he got up from his bed, "Aw thanks ma." He said, wrapping one arm around his mother, pulling her into a hug. Retreating from the hug, Owen planted a kiss on his mothers cheek and on came his father. His father walked up behind his mother and messed Owen's bed hair up. "Happy birthday son." His father said, deep but calm. Flashing a smile, looking up slightly. His father wasn't to much taller than Owen, just about a few centimeters. "Thanks!" He said as ethuastic as he can be. His mother obviously knew what was on his mind, "I know its hard honey, but just think about what shes doing, for the safety of everyone." She said with a serious look on her face. But Owen never thought about it that way, his mother actually had got that into his head, it made sense to him. "Yeah..your right." He said with a small sigh but pulled a smile onto his face. "Now get dressed Owen, were having family over. You can invite a few friends if you'd like." His father said gruffly with a grimace look and then both his parents walked out of his room, shutting the door behind them.

Eighteen didn't feel to different to Owen, he still seemed like himself. He was on his laptop for a little while before he actually got dressed. Shutting his laptop after logging off of Face Range, he saw so many happy birthday posts to him and it made him feel better, but one problem. There wasn't one from Anya. Owen rose up from his seat and walked over to his dresser, changing from the clothes he had slept in, into a blue polo along with a black sweatshirt over it. He pulled on a pair of black jeans that were in his dresser that he came across. Snatching his phone from the table and texted Julian and Drew. 'Wanna come over? My mom and dad is doing a little party or whatever' He sent the two other males. A few minutes later, his phone buzzed twice in a row, Julian and Drew had been hanging out already, both replying with, 'Sounds good bro! Be over in a half hour.' Owen smiled and texted back, 'Okay.' and then slid the phone into his back pocket. Owen grabbed his hat from the hook that was on his wall and palced it on his head. Grasping the door handle and pulling it open and walked down the hall, and right down stairs. Only his cousin Aria and her father were over so far. His uncle, Mike, walked over to Owen after spotting him and smacked Owen's back friendly, "Happy birthday!" He shouted with a smile. Next thing he knew Aria ran over and pulled him into a hug and smiled, "Happy birthday Owen!" He said as her smile grew. "Thank you, Thank you." He said as he returned the hug. "Whos coming over anyways ma?" Owen asked as he looked over at her across the room. "Just Mike, Aria, Grandma and Grandpa, and your fathers two friends along with yours." She replied loudly, shouting across the room. Aria's head looked over at Owen, "Your friends? Whos coming?" she asked with a stern look. "Just my friends Julian and Drew." He replied with a shrug. The doorknob twisted, and Owen's brother Tristan walked in. "Tristan!" Aria screamed running over to Tristan and hugging him. "Hi! I'll be done in a few, i need to get ready and all." He warned everyone, returning Aria's friendly hug and headed upstairs. Two single, loud knocks roared through the house. Owen rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Drew and Julian." He walked over to the door and propped the door open, "You guys are dicks." He said with a chuckle following, the two boys nodded and smiled, pushing through Owen as he shut the door behind them.

Owen, Drew, Julian, and Aria were all by the door talking. Hearing the mail truck and then Owen heard the mail slot open right outside the door. Opening the door and grabbing the mail from the box and rummaged through it. "Not for me..Not for me..Not for me.. Yes!" He muttered under his breath and smiled as he saw a letter from Anya. Ripping it open right away, of course it had said happy birthday alongside it. He glanced over the letter and stuffed it in his pocket, wanting to save it for later. The 'party' only lasted for another hour after everyone had arrived. The only two left after two hours had passed, had been Drew and Aria. Even Owen's parents and uncle had left. Drew and Aria were sitting on the couch, talking about football. Owen sat down on the curved desk in his den and pulled the letter from Anya out of his pocket and read it, "Dear Owen, God this feels like were in Dear John, but i don't care, i needed to write to you. Over here its hard, but its worth fighting for. I'm doing fine, training if hard but everything is okay. I love you and i keep remembering the night when i came back, the reason i came back was cause of my mom. She had symphoms again, but she will be fine. She just needs to rest. I love you remember that. Three months done, not to much to go. Three more right? I am so hoping this arrived on your birthday. Either way, Happy 18th birthday baby. I'm sending you lots of love and thoughts everyday. xoxo Anya."Tears fluttered in Owen's eyes, not sad, but happy. He put the note back in his pocket and rubbed his eyes slightly, putting a smile on his face. Drew rose from his seat after noticing the time, "Hey Owen bro, I needa get going. You going to pratice tomorrow?" He questioned Owen as he walked towards the door. "Yeah man. See ya then." He waved Drew off, but then Owen heard heels clicking loudly and fast. He turned to see what Aria was doing and she pulled Drew into a hug, "Bye Drew!" She said with a smile and kissed his cheek. Drew smiled, "Bye." He said as he opened the door and walked out; shutting the door behind him. Owen gave Aria a weird look before he went up to his room, "You guys got something going on?" He questioned weirdly. "Ha, ha. Funny Owen. No we dont." She replied with a roll of her eyes and sat back down on the couch. "Alright.." Owen said sounding suspicous and he walked upstairs into his room. He walked over to his dresser and stripped into his boxers and pulled on a pair of pajama pants. He grabbed the note from Anya from the pockets in his jean and put in on his desk, along with a picture of her and walked over to his bed, and layed down, drifting off to sleep.