Tales From The Road | Eddie Munson X Reader

18 - The Last Dream of My Soul

(Read the author's note at the end)
Day thirty-two

Y/n's POV:

After we ate dinner, I went to help my grandma with the dishes. She insisted on putting everything away in case I put anything in the wrong place. We all told Eddie he was absolutely not allowed to do anything but sit in the living room, and so I could distantly hear him and my grandpa talking, though I couldn't make any of it out.

"He's a real nice boy. I think you've found yourself a great one there," she commented from behind me, and I smiled to myself as I washed one of the plates.

"You do? I'm glad," I turned around to look at her briefly, "Lia said he must be a good one if our dad hates him."

"Well your dad definitely hates him," she laughed, "and I think Lia's right on this one. I knew from the second I met your father that he was bad news. It's a feelin'. I felt the complete opposite with your Eddie."

"My Eddie?" I made a little 'hmm' noise as I put a plate on the drainer.

"What? You know that's how I talk," my grandma scoffed humorously walking up next to me to try and see my facial expression.

"No. I just like how it sounds," I shrugged.

"I can't believe that you're all grown now, sweetheart. You're a real adult," she gave a random observation.

"Trust me, I can't believe it either," I agreed, staying silent for a few seconds as I carried on with what I was doing. From the living room, I heard laughing, and it warmed my heart. "Grams, when did you know that Grandpa was the one?"

"The one?"

"Yeah. Like the one you're supposed to be with."

"When did I know he was the one I was gonna be with forever?"

"Exactly."

"Hmm..." she seemed very interested by my question, and I watched her look thoughtful as she put a few glasses away in the cupboard next to me.

"I might sound crazy for sayin' this, but I knew I was gonna marry that man a week after meetin' him. The only thing that made me ever think things weren't gonna work out were the obstacles from other people. It was a forbidden thing, to date outside of the denomination back then. And I let what other people think scare me. But deep down I knew from so early on. I felt it in my bones," she eventually explained.

"You knew after a week?" I knitted my brows and she tilted her head at me.

"Yes. Why? Do you not know if you feel that way about him?" She asked me.

"No. No. It's not that. It's the opposite. I just felt like I was meant to be with him from the very start, and I wondered if that's normal," I corrected her.

"I don't know if it's normal. But I was the same. However... I've always felt more in tune to the world, and ever since a tiny toddler you were like that too. I suppose Lia is the same. We all chose love despite the world trying to tell us not to." She looked me right in the eyes, and I pouted my lips as I thought it over.

"It didn't work out for mom though, did it?" I pointed out.

"Your mom never thought your dad was the one. She was always just stuck. He was like a rash she couldn't shake. Right from the start she was cryin' over somethin' bad he did or said. I think I made a mistake when I told her to leave him, because that just made her do the opposite to annoy me," she relayed.

"I can't decide if I feel bad for her or not," I admitted, finishing the last plate and letting out a long exhale.

"Me neither," I was shocked by my grandma's reply.