WOMAN - H.S

28.

Welcome to another chapter!

Prepare yourself for a lot of emotions.

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F L A S H B A C K

Christmas...

It was Olives and I's senior year, our last Christmas living in this house all six of us.

I woke up around six in the morning the bed violently shaking hearing the sneeze that startled me half to death.

I sat up in my bed smiling as Poppy looked back at me, drowsy from her deep slumber.

That sneeze definitely woke her up too...

I laughed at her shaking my head knowing for a fact my hair made me looked like I've been electrocuted. She licked her lips before standing up from my side moving herself to sit at my hip rubbing her head into my stomach.

I smiled as I petted her.

"Merry Christmas Poppy" I said kissing her head.

I heard the door to my bedroom creak open revealing a grinning Olive.

I quietly laughed at her in her snowflake onesie.

She kissed my cheek as she got under the covers with me and Poppy, Poppy coming to lay between the both of us resting her head on my shoulder.

She petted the dog telling her a 'Merry Christmas' before speaking to me again. "Is it weird that were eighteen, legal adults and I still get giddy for Santa visiting?" She asked making me shove a pillow over my head to muffle my laugh.

"No only because you got a present delivered to you as a cute mailman dressed as Santa" I said trying not to wheeze. "You have your hopes up to high" I said making her scoff as she hit me with her pillow.

I heard my sliding door open connecting to the bathroom between my brothers and i's rooms making me look at the door expecting my next guest.

"Andrew join the party why don't you" Olive said rolling her eyes playfully.

They always got along, we were all pretty much siblings.

A stranger had questioned us in the grocery store a few days ago saying the brother never gets a long with the best friend, now they keep mocking them.

Andrew laid down on the end of my bed tickling the bottom of Olives foot as a response making her flinch.

"Are you in here because your excited for Santa to visit too?" I asked making Andrew smirk at Olive making her mumble a 'shut up' to him. "No but I hope you asked for a hair brush Anna" Andrew said earning him being shoved off the bed with Olives and I's feet.

I laughed at him Poppy now snoring on my shoulder.

While Andrew was down on the floor he picked up my hairbrush that was on my dresser telling me to sit up.

I obeyed feeling him brush out my hair and starting to braid it.

He had always done this for me when I had gone through my random depressive episodes. He watched a youtube tutorial on how to braid hair just to make me feel something. It always made me feel slightly better.

Today he was doing it because like always he was being a good brother.

When he was done he flicked the back of my head making me flinch.