Eddie's POV

There were no clouds. I could see everything below me, but it was blurry. My eyes were wet.

I just kept thinking about when my dad left. I really didn't remember much. I was only six when it happened.

Just...yelling. Screaming...

My parents had been fighting a lot for a few weeks then, but it was sudden, like my Dad had just told my mom something she didn't like. Of course, I knew now that he had told her about me being the Osirian, but at the time, I hadn't a clue.

I just remember my Dad seeing me peek out from behind the kitchen door, and he'd stopped the screaming match that had been going on with my mom. They both stopped, and they were quiet for a moment.

Then my mom said, "Do you want a sandwich, honey? You haven't eaten in a while..."

I just shook my head, and hurried upstairs to my room. At the time, it had no posters, and you could actually see the floor, if you know what I mean. But like an hour later, my dad just came into my room, and was like, "You're a good boy, Edison."

Edison.

I'd continued to use that name until my tenth birthday, when all my friends finally decided it was "lame".

My dad didn't really say anything after that. He just kinda looked like he was about to cry or something. That was my last full memory of him before I went to Anubis. After that, he left. Just got in his car with a few suitcases, and drove off.

I didn't want my kid to see that. I just kept thinking about Patricia and I's fight right before high school ended. What if we got into another fight like that? What if I was so blinded by anger, that I just left?

I didn't want my kid to see that. Didn't want him see the back of my head through the dirty car window as I left him. Didn't want him to never properly learn how to ride a bike...because I wouldn't be there. Didn't want him to miss me so much that he'd set up pillow forts by the front door, and wait for me to come home. Didn't want him to start collecting stamps, and using all the special ones for his letters to me.

Yes, I didn't want him to have to go through any of that. That would be horrible. No kid should go through that. At times, I would suspect that my dad was dead, even. I mean, that's sort of what it was like—he just left. All of the sudden, you know? Anyway, my theory was: I wasn't gonna be a good dad. I only had one for six years of my life, and they weren't even the really important years, like the years where you actually kinda need a dad's guidance.

I never had a dad to properly raise me. So how was I supposed to know what to do? Of course, I was almost back to America, and I missed Patricia so much my chest hurt. I missed my son too. A lot. I thought about getting some flat in England. Patricia and I would get married. I would propose to her in some casual, but funny way, and she would roll her eyes and say yes. Then we'd both get jobs, and we would have our son in some day-care place until one of us finished working. But we would do background checks on the place first, to make sure it was safe and everything. Once in a while Patricia would make dinner—she was such a good cook back in high school—but mostly we would order out.

Yeah, that would be an awesome life. Too bad it could never happen. I just knew I would screw it all up or something. And it was better that my son never knew me than if I just left one day and he was constantly missing me, waiting for me to come home. That wouldn't be good.

I looked back out the plane window, and sighed. If I was doing the right thing, why did I feel so sad?

A/N

OMA! Eddie, you stupid idiot! You're obviously NOT doing the right thing, but whatever. Yeah...boys are so stupid sometimes, especially the ones on TV and such.

Anyway, sorry I took long to update! I feel really bad because I know I said the next chapter would be up like days ago.. Again: sorry!

But... You guys aren't gonna believe what happens in the next few chapters! Seriously, I tried my best to make this story blow your minds! I hoped you liked this chapter though. It was basically just explaining why Eddie was such a jerk in the last one.

If you like that though, wait till you see what Patricia does in the next chapter! I'll update once I hit 105 reviews. So that's fifteen instead of twenty...yay! I just really wanna know what you guys think...

So...review!

~Emily :)

p.s.

Sorry this chapter is kinda short. The next one will definitely be longer.