LUCIOUS & COOKIE: TUG OF WAR (REMASTERED)

OUR FIRST CHRISTMAS

Christmas is here, and it's the first Christmas that we've spent together as an actual family since I went away to prison. When we were younger, we'd have a house full of people over during the holidays and children running all around the place, playing and having fun.

This holiday is no different, just a bit more extravagant. The house is decorated to the tee because this is actually Laylah's first Christmas, so we're trying to go all out. As I stood by the fireplace and glanced out the window at the snow-covered grass that use to exist in our yard, my thoughts drifted back towards how far we've come since our first cold ass Christmas together.

Lucious and I had just moved in together that year, for whatever reason something was wrong with the heat in our hotel room, and it was freezing outside. We had little bits and pieces of furniture here and there, but we really didn't have much at that time....it really didn't even matter though, we had each other.

We were so in love then, yeah, we were young, but nothing could make either of us believe that what we felt for one another wasn't real. We were snuggled up on the sofa together underneath a blanket watching television as I looked around the room we shared, wishing for a house that we'd eventually turn into a home for our family.

It was just he and I, no kids yet, and although we didn't have anything to give one another we didn't need nothing....we had each other and that was enough.

"Lucious, baby it's freezing in here." I whined while lying between his legs as he pulled me closer to his body and tightened the blanket around us.

"I know, I know Cooks. I'm sorry bout that, I don't know what the hell is wrong with the heat but I'll make sure that I get Pookie from down the street to come look at it tomorrow...promise." He comforted.

He looked down at me while I stared at the television with a frown on my face. I wanted a Christmas tree, we didn't have any money to buy one, so I told him to just go steal one from the spot down the road because they were never watching the ones along the side of the street anyway.... Besides it was Christmas Eve, would they really miss it.

Lu said that he would do it at first but then he bitched out at the last minute, and I was still kinda mad about it.

Brushing the hair from my eyes he spoke, "You still mad at me?" He asked. I sucked my teeth then looked up at him without saying a word, I'm sure my face said it all.

"Oh, come on. If I'd of got caught you would have had to spend Christmas all alone in this cold ass room, you want that?" He whined.

I didn't want to have to be without him on our first Christmas together, but I was still a little upset about the whole situation.

"If you weren't going to do it you shouldn't have told me that you would, shoulda just said no from the jump, instead of getting my hopes up then punkin' out on me at the last minute Lucious." I replied.

He took a deep breath while I was snuggled in further atop his chest. "I'm sorry my love. Forgive me please." He begged, as our eyes meet. I couldn't really stay mad at him long anyway and the way he gazed down at me always made me weak.

"Fine....I forgive your punk ass." I smirked, as he leaned his head down and kissed me. He ran his hand underneath my hoodie, while we laid under the covers, then laughed.

"Why I gotta be all that.... Besides, I have something special for you." He muttered.

"Oh yeah, what's that?" I asked. He sat up and I moved in unison with his body.

"I wrote you a song." He bellowed and did he ever write me a song. He and I had only been together for a couple of months at that point, and yeah things were moving rather fast between us, but it was truly at that moment that I knew in my heart that Lucious really loved me.