A/N: Hey readers how's it been? Well like I said in my last chapter I wanted to have my readers decide if Jeff got laid or not and my only reviewer so far, GigglingFangirl, got to decide. So if you saw her review already then you know what's to come. Any way on to the story…


Holidays: This is a bonus page to tell you what to do and how to survive the holidays with your Creepypasta. This time may be hard for your pasta or not. Good luck with them. Also keep them away from your deranged uncle/aunt.


When I woke up I had a strange pain in my legs and I couldn't sit comfortably. Then it hit me I fell down the stairs last night when I was trying to shoo Jeff downstairs. He's what you might call "in the doghouse" for trying to get into my pants again. Still a bit groggy I went down stairs to check on Jeff. By the time I limped down to the living room I found Jeff sleeping soundly on the couch. Although it was a bit weird since his eyelids were basically nonexistent. At least he was snoring.

After a while I was a bit more aware and awake. I had also become frantic in trying to wake Jeff up. It was Christmas Eve an my parents would be home anytime. Also my odd and slightly dysfunctional family would be here soon for our yearly party. By the time Jeff woke up I was already on the phone with my mom to ask what time they would be home.

"Alexis honey we should be home at about 3 this afternoon. Which is earlier than we thought."

"Ok mom. What te did you think you would be home before?"

"Well not until sometime Christmas Day. But Japan put of the negotiations until after New Years."

My mom then went on about her business deals that she made and how my dad also helped with some other things.

"Hey mom I have a question."

"What is it Lexi bear?"

" Well I was wondering if a friend of mine could come to the party tonight."

"Of course honey! As long as their parents are fine with it."

"Ok thanks mom. Love you bye!"

And with that I hung up.

Now Jeff wouldn't have to hide completely. All I would have to do is hide his face somehow. I might be able to put makeup on him, or have him face away from everyone. Makeup seemed like the best option, the only problem was his scars.

So after breakfast I told him my plan.

"Jeff you're going to be around people tonight. And you can't simply hide in my room. I'm going to cover up your beautiful face with makeup, lots of makeup."

"Ok then. Am I allowed to kill any of them?"

"No. They're my family. This is only for tonight. Plus it's a Christmas party."

Will there be mistletoe?"

"Yeah I think so."

Jeff then gave me a smirk. I could picture the rest. I was also looking forward to it a little. But that would have to wait. I had to get busy giving Jeff a make over.


After a few hours I had finished. Jeff looked almost like a normal person. One thing I had trouble with was his scars. I had to use a ton of concealer and a few other things. I even had him wear some contacts to make his eyes look normal. I was so glad I wasted most of my weekends watching makeup tutorials. All my hard work also made him look pretty fucking hot.

My cousins would be all over him at the party no doubt. I also told him to stay close to me and a few other rules.


At about 3:30 my parents got home. I introduced them to Jeff. He was acting like a normal 16 year old kid. My parents also seemed to like him. It was all sunshine and rainbows before the party.

Then at 7:00 guests began to arrive. By 7:45 the family was here. The best part was everyone was liking Jeff. My cousins were all over him as I predicted. Especially Sabrina. She was who was known as the next family slut, and she lived up to it. She was 18 and was dating a new guy every week.

I'm sure you can tell I don't like Sabrina. So here are my other more decent cousins, Jamie, Lyra, Torrin, Charlotte,Cassidy, and Lucas(he's gay). I kinda felt sorry for Jeff. He was getting swarmed. At least we're all any where from 15 to 18 or else things would be weird.

The party was going great, people were starting to get drunk, and the snack table was restocked. All that was missing was someone by my side. Jeff was in the bathroom touching up his makeup. So I went to the snack table for cookies to pass the time. After a few minutes I started looking around the room. I saw my uncle Alan trying to chug vodka. My aunt Kristan on the dance floor grinding on the nearest living thing. My Mom and Dad were chatting with other relatives. The rest of my family was either drunk or dancing.

Then I found Jeff standing under the mistletoe staring at me. He then motioned for me to come closer so I did. I was about to ask him about his makeup and other things. When I opened my mouth he put a finger on my lips.

"Don't speak."

And with that we began to kiss passionately, hungrily, fiercely even. Jeff was a surprisingly great kisser. We had to stop for air eventually so I stopped. Jeff looked really disappointed.

" Hey we can continue later. And maybe even more than once."

That made him very happy. I then looked over at my cousins. They must have all seen, because they all looked furious. And by the end of the night Jeff and I had made out about 4 times, and simply kissed each other at least 8 times. I'm sure my parents saw me a few times but they never said anything.


At 1 in the morning the final drunken guest left. Jeff and I had fallen asleep in each others arms on my bed. It was a great night.


A/N: That was my longest chapter yet. Any way Merry Christmas or Happy what other holiday you might celebrate! Bye!