Last night. Last night.
I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked over at my alarm clock that I never really used. I thought I'd use it more when I bought it… oh well… it was about 4am, I checked the date "24th. Christmas Eve"
Shit.
I tried my best to fall back asleep but I couldn't. Last night was on my mind.
She fell asleep. But her moans. Her fingers through my hair. Holy shit her pussy. Fuck she's hot.
I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling for a little while.
But she doesn't want to lose her job… what if she doesn't even like me in that stud-muffin kinda way that I am, and she was just being polite? Fuck fuck fuck.
I threw a pillow over my head and groaned
This is going to be a long fucking night
After about an hour of tossing and turning I decided to get up and watch some T.V. There was nothing to watch; a few repeats of cooking shows, teleshopping, stuff like that. Eventually I came across a porn channel and watched it for a little while. Christmas themed porn, to be perfectly honest it sent shivers down my spine and I changed the channel; I didn't want to think about sex right now. I found a channel that was showing some kid shows. I left it on and got myself a bowl of cereal. Before I knew it I was singing along to the intro of "that's so Raven" and "Kim Possible", fuck I loved those shows.
I soon realised what I was doing
Fuck! I'm such a fucking nerd!
I switched off the T.V. in a shit mood and put the bowl on the coffee table before heading back to bed. I woke up late the next day and did absolutely nothing with my time. It was Christmas Eve; I had no one to buy presents for, no one worth seeing, no one for anything. Christmas always reminded me how alone I was and most of the time I didn't really give a shit. My only kinda friend was Sasha and even at that I could never see her again and I'd be totally fine. I only ever really talked to her at work anyway.
In all honesty though, I missed having friends. I remember being a kid and playing at school. I had a few close friends. When I was about seventeen I was real good friends with this girl called Mina. If I'm honest I had a huge crush on her; she was smart, kind, hot…. Anyway I came out to her one day and it didn't go well. She was a Pastor's daughter and being "that way inclined" –as she put it – went against everything she stood for and she said she couldn't associate with me anymore. She told her dad, who then told my dad and well, the rest is history. That was the last time I had real friends. Fuck I'm getting real fucking mushy, what the hell has that supervisor done to me?
I woke up on Christmas Eve not long after noon; I did my laundry and sat on my ass all day, so exciting. I went to bed late and woke up late on Christmas day; took a shower, drank beer and ordered the 'Christmas Special' from my favourite pizza shop, Titan's Pizza.
HISTORIA'S POV
Christmas day! I woke up at seven in the morning and straight away went to take a shower. I had decided to visit my father and Step-Mother even though I didn't really want too. I honestly just wanted to stay home and maybe order pizza… I heard that Titan's Pizza place is pretty good… Anyway, I went into the bathroom and examined the bites and bruises left behind by a very eager Ymir. They looked a bit better but it still looked like I'd been attacked by a ravenous sex monster… a tall, tanned, freckled… sexy… attractive… sex monster who is very skilled in being an amazing sex monster and I'm not making any sense, I should change the subject or something…
Anyway, I showered and got ready, carefully trying to cover the marks on my neck. Once I was satisfied no one could see them I sent my father a text explaining that I'd be there for dinner and left my apartment.
I took the subway, as I usually did. I didn't have a car so it was how I commuted to work and I was pretty lucky that my dad's house wasn't too far from a station.
I got off and stopped into the local store and bought two bottles of red wine (my step-mother hated red wine) and walked the rest of the way to my father's house. It wasn't that cold out, well, not that cold for December; I mean, I could still see my breath fogging in front of my face but I wasn't wrapped in seventeen layers of clothes to stay warm.
I got to the house and took a deep breath in mental preparation.
This is going to be a long day
I walked up the short driveway and up the steps to the front porch before ringing the doorbell. It didn't take long for someone to open the door.
"Tori!" she smiled and threw her arms around my shoulders "It's so good to see you!"
I didn't return the hug "Yeah" I sighed and tried my best to sound convincing "I'm happy to be home"
"Come in! I'm sure you're freezing!" She let me go and moved to the side to let me into the house. Inside was, well it was perfect; it was like all those houses you'd see in those Christmas magazines. My father never really cared much for decorations, he loved Christmas, don't get me wrong but he didn't buy into the material side of it… unlike my step-mother.
"Dad around?" I asked as she closed the door.
"Yes, he's upstairs getting ready, he won't be much longer" she smiled "Oh, I'll take that from you" she grabbed the paper bag in my hands causing the wine bottles to clink together "Oh, looks like you brought something special!" she looked into the bag and I saw her face turn sour for a split second
Red wine, bitch!
I chuckled internally.
"Historia!?" I heard from behind me. I turned to see my father coming down the stairs. I smiled and rushed over to him. He picked me up in one of those twirl-hugs you see in the movies.
"Hi, Dad" I held him tightly.
"Good to see you, Sweetheart" He put me down and before I had a chance to notice that my scarf had fallen off, he was observing my neck. "What happened to you!?" He looked shocked
Oh no
"What? What are you talking about?" I was trying my hardest not to break out into a cold sweat.
"Your neck, there's a really bad bruise on it"
No, please
"Oh, that!? Yeah, um… woke up with it, I have no clue"-
"It looks like teeth marks!"
Fuck you, Ymir
"Really, you think so? I don't know"-
He turned to my step-mother "Look at this and tell me it doesn't look like teeth marks"
She trotted over like she owned the world and glanced at my neck "Oh yes, definitely look like teeth marks" she smirked.
This is my punishment for the red wine, isn't it?
"Well dear" she looked at my father "Looks like Tori's all grown up" that smug smirk still on her face as she looked back to me "So, who's the lucky man?"
"What!?" My dad looked at her with a pale face "My little g- no. Teeth marks?" he looked back at me "Please tell me she's wrong" he pleaded.
I hesitated "Well"-
"Oh god it's true" He turned an even paler shade of white.
This is not how I want to spend Christmas. Here comes the interrogation
"Who is he? Do I know him? He's not one of my employees is he? Does he work for a rival company? Does he work with you? Is he your boss?"-
"Dad, please. I'd rather not do this. I'm not sixteen anymore. I'm a grown woman. You don't need to know who"-
"Oh yes I do, missy! I am your father"-
"Well it doesn't matter because it's over between the two of us! It was just one stupid thing and never again… Happy now?"
He paused for a moment "Did you use protection?"
"JESUS DAD! Just stop! I'm fine, I'm not pregnant, I'm clean, please"
"Okay, I trust you" he finally dropped the subject.
"Thank you!" I sighed before asking "What time's dinner at?"
My step-mother looked at the expensive watch on her wrist "Not much longer. I tried this new way of cooking the turkey…"
If I'm perfectly honest I didn't listen to one word she said after that. It was all in one ear and out the other... in fact it was like that for the rest of the day.
I went straight home after dinner and went right to bed. My step-mother was an exhausting woman and the less I have to do with her, the better.
AN: sorry this is a bit of a filler chapter. also sorry there wasn't much of Ymir's POV. dont worry, the next chapter will contribute to the plot waaaayyyy more than this one did