Christmas.
The worst time of the year for me. How I celebrate it is sitting in my room while the others open presents by the tree and later that night, I am excluded from the grand family dinner with my extended family. It used to be where I sit on the bottom of the stairs and have to hear everyone's laughter and excitement of opening presents but once I came back from boarding school it turned to me just staying in my room.
My father's side dislikes me because my father dislikes me and my mother's side hates me because I'm the reason she's dead.
"Merry Christmas" Roman appeared with boxes and bags in his hand and a big bright smile.
"Roman, we talked about this" I shook my head as he dropped the stuff by the mini tree in my room. I always tell him to not buy me gift because it's not worth it and his company is the best gift he can ever give me.
"You deserve a special Christmas that consist of gifts" he replied walking towards the couch and grabbing the other Santa hat that is left on the table.
"Already have some" I nudged my head towards the small gift bag in my kitchen
"Who gave you that?" He questioned
"Nicolas did actually, it's a bottle of tequila" Roman gave me a questioning look "it's our thing I guess. Ever since we met, he caught me taking shots so whenever he comes over before we are called to have dinner or anything, we take shots"
"Interesting, maybe this marriage won't be the worst thing" he said as I shrugged "who knows, maybe you guys will fall in love" he said as we both laughed. Honestly this marriage will only bring myself to become an alcoholic painter.
After talking for a bit, I ended up opening gifts and I had a gift for Roman but my father destroyed it.
"I had a couple of gifts for you and your family but my father destroyed it. I have a picture though" I pulled out my phone to show him two pictures, one of them was a baby giraffe and two adult giraffes to symbolize his new baby on the way and the other was more for his new kid but it was one of my iconic butterfly pieces that Roman loves. "Your wife called me to make the giraffe one to surprise you and the butterfly one is for your baby because I know how much you love the butterfly ones I make. Once my hand heals I'm gonna recreate it and ship it out"
"These are beautiful Lucy, you are so talented. I wish nothing ever happened to your hand and the whole world could see this talent." Roman was my number one supporter and always hypes me up and I will cherish that forever.
"Are you excited to be a father?" I asked
"Yes but I'm scared, I'm going to take care of a whole other human, a baby" he exclaimed as I watched his eyes light up with joy and happiness. He was meant to be a father and I know his kid is gonna have the best life.
"You're gonna be an amazing father, you've raised me as best as you could in the situation that I am in and look how great I turned out" I let out a small laugh as he pulled me into a hug.
"If my kid turns out anything like you, I know I did a good job" he smile as I start to realize this is my last Christmas with Roman and I probably won't meet his kid.
"Do you think I'll ever meet your kid?" I looked up at him as he still hugged me.
"You will definitely see them when they are born whether it be through pictures or FaceTime but I will make it my mission for you to meet them. This won't be the last time you see me even if you are in a different state" tears pricked in my eyes and realization hit me, I was getting married in two and a half weeks.
"I love you Roman, thank you for everything you've done for me. You are one of the reasons I'm the person I am today and the reason I'm still here. You've protected me even at the times you couldn't protect me. You saved me. You are my home and family" I let the tears fall as he hugged me tighter
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