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

Chapter 25

Eddie POV:

The humid and dense air clung tenaciously to me as my mother and grandmother walked beside me as we walked to the front doors of the airport. I could feel my clothes sticking to me, suddenly feeling claustrophobic, and I couldn't help but to walk with a scowl on my face.

Once we entered the airport, my grandmother stopped behind us, giving a small sigh. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother turn first. I followed suit, hesitantly, to face her. I was eager to be off the ground and away from this place. The faster my mother and I boarded our flight the better.

"Well," my grandmother began, staring into my mother's eyes and then into mine. "I'm sorry to see you go, but I hope your visit was somewhat pleasant."

My mother gave a small laugh, knowingly being polite. "Yes. Even though I was sick for most of my time here, it was very nice to see everyone again."

I was staring at the ground when silence hung in the air. I looked up only to see my grandmother staring at me expectantly.

I cleared my throat and said in a very dull voice, "I had a great time."

My mother cleared her throat as well, shooting me a quick but nasty look, and went in to my hug my grandmother.

"Adiós, Mama," she said, releasing her luggage for just a moment to embrace her.

I went in for a hug after her-an awkward, one-armed hug that anyone could see meant nothing to me.

"Adiós, abuela," I said carelessly, tossing the words at her.

"Adiós, mis queridos. Buen viaje."

I gave a nod at her and then turned to my mother, sending her a look. She took heed of it, nodding, and we wheeled our luggage off to the check-in area.

"You know, Edwin, you didn't have to be so mean to your grandma."

I was putting our carry-on luggage into the above-head compartment when my mother spoke up. The small purple carry-on of her's was bulging. I had no idea what was in it, but I was beginning to get frustrated with it.

"I did have to, actually. You have no idea how much hell she's put me through these past few months."

"I highly doubt she's put you 'through hell,'" she said, stretching the phrase out. I could tell she was disgusted with my attitude towards my grandmother. However, I felt very strongly about how my grandmother had treated me. If it weren't for her then I wouldn't have had to leave Aleks in such a hurry that left him confused and upset.

"You don't know the half of it, Mom," I said. The purple bag finally fit underneath the top of the compartment with a sound that reminded me of groaning. Granted, it was tucked haphazardly underneath it, but I had finally managed to fit it inside without a stewardess having to come over and take it from me.

"Do I, now? Tell me, Edwin, why are you so upset with her?"

From the moment that I had ran down the corridors of my grandmother's home, I had known then and there that the secret I had been hiding had to be revealed. I knew that my mother had to be told, no matter how much the idea may put her in discomfort. But the thing was that I didn't care any longer about who knew about my relationship with Aleks. I wanted my mother to know, no matter how much she may hate me for it. I would do anything to jump over the hurdles that separated me from Aleks, and I knew that this was the largest and most complicated one of them all.

I took a seat next to my mother, sparing her expecting stare a glance.

"Because she threatened to tell you while you were ill that I was dating Aleks."