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Chapter 11

Mia's POV

We got back at 11pm and we were all dead tired. Today was absolute bliss for me..

We all jumped quickly into our PJs and said our goodnight, but I couldn't fall asleep.

Honestly, I'd miss this place. I'd miss its uniqueness and antic settings. Its home-ish feeling and it's warm and cozy atmosphere... I'm stuck between being happy and sad. I'm mostly sad because I would be leaving this place. This place that holds so much memories for me, and then there's Greg...

I looked beside me and saw his eyes tightly shut and his mouth slightly open, snoring lightly. He looks like an angel right now. I looked at him for many minutes. Memorizing every inch of him as I could. I would miss those eyes. Those soulful and deep chocolate brown eyes. I would miss his curly unruly hair and how it sticks to his forehead. I would miss that pointy nose that nuzzle my neck when he hugs me from behind. I would miss those lips that mutters my name in his sleep. I have never liked my name before, but I loved it when he says it. He calls me with so much gentleness and care. Those lips that I kiss goodnight. Those lips that form that cute cheeky grin. I would miss his goofiness, even his pervertedness. I would miss everything about him.

Ugh, here am I sounding like we'll never see each other again. It's so pathetic.

I finally fell asleep around 1am, but it was restless. I'm so worried that my parents would never accept Greg. That they'll keep us apart, but I won't let that ever happen...

I woke up with the sun streaming down my face. I turned and saw an empty space beside me. Did they already left? Oh no..

I got up quickly and raced down to the kitchen, not caring if my hair was like a bird nest or that I haven't even showered yet. I exhaled relieved to see all the bags of the Feders were still by the stairs. I looked to the kitchen and saw everyone staring at me.

"Good morning.." I muttered and shyly smiled. Greg got up and went to my side.

"What is it, babe?" He asked tenderly.

"I thought you left already..."

"I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye to you." He assured.

I smiled and told him I was gonna head back up and shower. Once I was done with that, I went back downstairs only to find my parents standing by the door.

"Mom? Dad?" I called out.

"Hey, sweetie." Mom smiled. Wait, my mom smiled? And she didn't have her phone glued to her ear and she dressed casually this time. She looked carefree and..young. She looked like her old self again before she had her big promotion.

"Hey, bud." My dad said. Bud? He hasn't called me 'Bud' since three years ago... What changed between them?

"Hey... How are you?" I asked awkwardly. I didn't go near them or even hug or kiss them. I wasn't used to that. Not anymore.

"We're good. The cruise helped us relax more.." Mom explained.

"Great..." I muttered. Not knowing what to say in this situation. Apparently, so does my parents when they coughed loudly and greeted the adults.

"Lenny! Look at you. All grown up. The last time I saw you, you had no body fat. Just plain bones." My mom joked.

"Well, that's what happen when you get old." Lenny laughed. "Look at you, looking even younger than before."

"Oh, hush! No more of that nonsense. Deanne, is that you?"

"Hey, Rose." Deanne greeted with a smile and a hug.

"You look so beautiful in your pregnancy!"

"Thanks."

My dad was quiet for once. He looked around the house, appreciatively. He had that faraway look on his face, maybe reliving memories here as a kid. This lake house was very famous in our small town so no wonder my dad spent his childhood here too.

I rolled my eyes and just stomped my way out. I could feel Greg following me and that made me walk faster.

"Hey, Mia! Could you hold on for a minute..." He panted trying to catch up with me. He gently grab ahold of my arm."What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? That wasn't just nothing. Don't shut me out... Not now.."

I turned to look him in the eyes and I didn't realized I was already crying.

"Oh, baby.." He pulled me into his arms. I cried into his chest, my tears soaking his shirt yet again, but he didn't let me go. He didn't speak, neither did I. He just held me, and I guess, that's all I needed.

"Bud..." My dad's voice broke us apart. I looked up and saw my so-called "parents" standing there looking very uncomfortable.

"Sweetie, can we talk to you for a bit?" Mom said, her eyes darting from me and Greg.

Greg's eyes looked into mine, searching for the answer and when he saw it, he mumbled that he would stay close. I nodded.

I sat down on one of the benches, exhaustion suddenly overcoming my body.

"First, we just want to say we're truly and deeply sorry." Mom started. "We never meant to neglect you and after Ana died, we just kinda went into denial stage-"

"For three years?!" I screamed, couldn't hold back all the pain and suffering I have experienced. "Do you know how lonely it was? To lose grandma and then Ana and then you two! You act like you lost two daughters, not just one! You didn't just neglect me, you forgot about me! And I hated you for it! You acted like I was the one who killed Ana, not that stupid disease... I blamed myself for years and I was still a kid! I was depressed for a year and a half, but you never noticed it. You never noticed how I muffle my screams at night, how my eyes are always red during dinner, how I just picked at my food and didn't eat it. It was like I was dead too... You were too busy having business meetings to even go to my doctor's appointment when I was diagnosed with depression. You know who went with me and held my hand when I got the news; it was Uncle Marcus. He's the only solid thing in my life when I lost you both..."

Tears streamed down my face and it didn't stop. I didn't want it to stop. I want them to see all the pain they have caused me over the past three years of neglection.

My mom covered her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down her face too. Dad had his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking.

"We're so so sorry, sweetie..." Mom hiccuped.

"We were too caught up in losing grandma and Ana... We didn't realize that we were ignoring you for such a long time.. We never meant to do it."

"Then why did you?" I accused.

"Because you have always been the stronger one. Stronger than me and your dad... You were always braver, like your grandma... I'm sorry, sweetie... Please forgive us. We'll try to be your parents from now on. We promise. We would never do that to you ever again. We're so sorry.."

"Don't promise anything." I whisper. I don't want to be disappointed in the end.

"But we will, we promise that from now on, we will be the parents you need. We will try our best to not to fail our remaining daughter. We love you so much, Mia." Dad said, tears dripping from his eyes. My eyes melted by those words, it's been years since they've said those words. Warmth filled me and tears kept pouring more often now.

I have never seen my dad cry, ever. Never. Not even when grandma or Ana was being buried, not one single tear dropped from those eyes.

"Mom, Dad." I whispered and I ran into their arms. Mom held me while dad engulfed us both. I spent years trying to find how this felt again. How warm it was and the feeling of protection it always held. It was all here. Love, desperation, longing... I clung to them for a few minutes, then pulled back.

"What made you realize?" I sniffled. Mom wiped the tears away from my eyes.

"The cruise helped us a lot... It gave us time to think and be ourselves again... Away from all the memories..." I hugged them both again, relishing the feeling it holds.

"Mia?" Greg called out. I looked back to him and smiled weakly.

I looked back to my parents with a sheepish smile. "I want you to meet a very special person in my life right now. His name is Greg Feder and I like him a lot. So please don't scare him away cause he's my first ever boyfriend and truly care for him. Please?" They nodded with a smile. I motioned for Greg to move forward, suddenly all the color from his face drained, his eyes widened and he swallowed loudly.

"H-hi, Mrs. And Mr. Evans. It's very nice to meet you." He squeaked out. I intertwined my hand with his and smiled encouragingly.

"Hi, Greg." My dad grinned. "Just to let you know, I own a gun and I know how to use it so don't you ever break my daughter's heart."

"Dad!" I whined, but I had a smile on my face. I knew he was joking, or at least I think he was...

"Yes sir." Greg stuttered.

"Don't call me 'sir'"

"Yes ma'am, I mean sir, I mean Mr. Evans!" Greg smiled nervously.

My dad laughed loudly. "Just call me Andy."

"Stop pressuring the kid, honey!" Mom slapped my dad on the head, making my dad grunt in pain. "Just call me Rose. It's nice to meet you, Greg."

"Are you packed?" My dad asked.

"Yeah, but I was wondering if I could maybe go with the Feders to the airport?" I requested.

"Well, since their car would be mostly full.. Why don't Greg just go drive with us to the airport?"

"That would be great! Thanks, mom, dad." They smiled back at me, adoringly. I missed this.

The plan was said to the adults and now the goodbyes were being made. I was squished between Charlotte and Donna as they gushed on how we promised we would never forget each other and we should call and Skype each time we could get. Like I could forget these two girls! That would be impossible...

Next, I scooped up Bean and Becky in my arms and they both gave me a kiss on either side of my cheek and they pinky promised me that they would never forget the most awesome person the world. That made me tear up a little...

And then, the Hilliard girls. So yeah, we weren't close or anything but I still got tips from them on how to have Greg be putty in my hands, not that he wasn't already, and be sexy and also the moisturizer they use on their skin cause their skin is just so...wow.

And lastly, the adults were next. I gave all of them a hug and a whisper of thanks, especially to Lenny and Roxanne. Roxanne made me promise to get all her contacts from Rita later so we could discuss fashion trends more.

Greg and I held each other in my parents' car on the way to the airport. Not letting each other go, unless needed. The car ride there was quick and dread splashed me like a big bucket of cold water. I was helping unload the car when the tears came streaming down my face for the second time today.

Greg grabbed my head in his hands and wiped the tears away. He leaned down to kiss my forehead and hugged me tightly against him. And I him. I closed my eyes because I want the feeling of his arms around me last longer 'cause I don't know when it will be wrapped around me again..

And all of a sudden, their flight was being called already.

He smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips. "I won't ever forget about you, Mia Evans."

"I won't too, Greg Feder."

"Call, text, Skype." He said against my forehead.

"Yeah..." He walked away, but not before giving me a wink. He paused, looked back and ran back up to me. He scooped me up in his arms and kissed my lips longer as I kissed him back. A few more pecks and he released me. I was breathless and panting. That was the most intense kiss we've ever shared. I loved it..

"Goodbye..."

"Bye..."

A/N: Their farewell. *cries* THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER YET. THERE WILL BE AN EPILOGUE, SO STAY TUNED FOR THAT.

I'm sorry if haven't updated sooner. Final exams are coming up and it's been a very hectic month with all those stupid projects and ugh! *cries again*

Anyway, GREAT NEWS! I'm gonna do the second movie too! HOORAY! But since the Grown Ups 2 is shorter(it only focused on one day), I would have much more freedom in writing it and it'll be a little bit more mature.. Just a heads up there! It will still be a Greg/Mia love story, or so you hope. ;) I keep on thinking should I stretch it into the whole summer? Should I? REVIEW!

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xoxo,

Violet