It Can't Be Over (Book 2 - Immortalfox)

Chapter 19

Aleks POV:

My mind still raced with the events that had just taken place. After talking to Jordan, I immediately exited the house. There was no way I was sticking around after what had happened between James and I. I couldn’t think and I couldn’t breathe.

Driving at a smooth and comfortable pace, I exited the neighborhood. After the accident I had, my vehicle had been in the shop for a long time. It eventually got repaired, but due to my low income, I couldn’t afford to have everything fixed.

As I continued out of the neighborhood, I thought about how I had originally planned on going to some coffee joint, but now, for an odd reason, I wanted to go visit Chef. 


Before Eddie had left, he had brought Chef to Bek’s house. I had immediately said that I would bring her with me to The Creature House, but Eddie told me that Ein and Chef didn’t get along too well. I didn’t buy it for a minute, but at that time, I did not want to begin an argument with him. 


I didn’t know what to feel or what to think. Everything that had happened to me in the past few hours was too much. All I wanted, though, was some silence. I even considered, for a moment, to spend the night at a motel.

Unfortunately, I had enjoyed the kiss I had received earlier. Even better, I had given James the notion that I needed comforting and needed to be loved. That was the last thing I wanted to convince him of. It was bad enough that he had caught me completely nude earlier, but to accept his kiss and then run and cry into his chest! I was absolutely unbelievable. And, of course, as if to top it all off, I had thought I was kissing Eddie for a solid ten seconds before I reminded myself it was James. I thought I was past him, but, apparently, I was wrong. 


Bek’s home was located on a busy, two-lane road. It was yellow and bright with navy blue shutters on the windows, a similarly colored door to match it. 
I pulled into her driveway and got out of my car.

It was a cloudy day in Littleton, Colorado, but not the kind of day that was naturally cloudy. I felt it was a purposeful demeanor that the sky held today. However, I basked in this purposefulness. I was too weak to shake this misery I was feeling, so I simply let it cling to me. 


Walking calmly to the front door, I vaguely wondered what made me come here. Why did I want to see Chef so bad? Could it be that I wanted to see the one thing I could have that reminded me of and completely resembled Eddie? I didn’t think about that, though. I only thought about seeing that hideously obese dog that I loved more than anything else. 


I rang the doorbell, and I could hear a chime echo inside the house. I waited patiently, my hands stuffed deep into my khaki’s pockets. 


Bek opened the door after a moment, dressed in a bathrobe and sweat pants. Her hair was messy and sloppy, and her eyes looked tired, and I thought about how I must have awoken her.


“Aleks?” she asked, then gave a long, exaggerated yawn.

“Hey, Bek. Can I come in?”


“Uh, well sure!” she said in a high voice, then stood back to let me inside. 


It had been a good, long while since I had last been to Bek’s house. In fact, I thought the last time I might have been here was when Eddie and I were helping her to move in. Since then, the lonely, deprived house on the side of the road had been completely Bek-ified. From the geometrical wallpaper to the black and white-tiled floor, there was not one place left deprived. 


Once you walked in, there was a solid landing and a staircase before you that lead down to the basement and then a few steps that lead into her kitchen off to the left. She took me up the steps and I looked around.