The End. ( Klaus Hargreeves X Reader Book 4)

There's Always Something Going Wrong In This Family

Wonderful Christmastime by Paul McCartney!
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Should I?

I have been feeling a little weird lately...

Maybe I sh-

" Hey Y/n!" I jump and turn around to see Luther standing close behind me " Don't just sneak up on me!" I smack him on his chest as I criticized him " Sorry... I deserved that.." he weezed out while he gasped for air " What are you doing here,Luther ." I turned away from him and directed my attention back to stocking shelves "I need to get some things for the academy and something for Little Graces birthday before I go into work."

I freeze as he said that, I look between him and the shelves " I'm sorry to disappoint but I think she's little too young for Pads and Tampons ." I chuckle when he gives me a glare " Haha very funny, I thought this was the toy aisle but I guess I was wrong..." " It was , before they made me change where everything was, it's not that far from here though." I grab onto my cart and walk into the next aisle , I hear footsteps follow me close behind as I do.

" Speaking of Little Graces birthday? I assumed you were but then ... ya know." " I'm not letting my little spat with Diego decide if I'm going or her birthday or not, it's my goddaughter's 6th birthday of course I'm gonna go! I've actually been helping them plan." " Really? Diego told me that you two haven't talked to each other in months and you said you weren't ever gonna talk to Lila again after what happened at your bachelorette party." I roll my eyes

" I was joking , I got over the whole strip club bachelorette party once we left. I still talk with Lila cause she actually apologized to me unlike our hardheaded brother." " But you're gonna have to forgive him eventually." " I will once he says sorry!" I sang , Luther sighs " Anyways, I'm getting the cake, the piñata, the decorations, and I have to make sure i get to Lil Monkeys on time cause if I don't then they'll give up our reservation, and then I have to decorate when I get there and a whole bunch of other shit and I have to do that all right after I get off of work tomorrow morning." I feel a lump form in my throat when I realize how little time I will probably have to do everything.

" When you get off? Aren't you about to get off?" " Yes but I have to come back at 7:00 cause I'm working a double shift, they're giving me a hour break which is actually about like 50 to 30 minutes to get home and take my anxiety medication cause I forgot to take it this morning and then a little bit of time to get me a nap so I won't randomly pass out in the middle of the night," I rambled to him quickly, I see his eyebrows tense " but I am off tomorrow! ...afternoon and the entirety of the next day, but I'm close to being off, And to be honest it probably would've felt like it went by quicker if they didn't play Wonderful Christmastime over and over again!" I shouted at one of the cameras .

" Every now and then they'll play Santa Baby or All I want for Christmas is you but for some reason unbeknownst to me my manager keeps playing this stupid fucking song over and over and over and over." I run my hand across my face, I feel a hand grab my shoulder " Are you okay? Has therapy not been helping?" Luther stared at me worriedly as I shook my head " Like I said , I forgot to take my anxiety meds today and my nerves are kinda tore. Therapy is fine, but honestly I wish it could make me forget everything that has happened." Luther opens his mouth to speak but my watch beeps alarming me that my first shift of two is finished.

" I gotta go, I need as much sleep I need and I need to eat." I begin to walk away with my cart so I can put it up but I stop " You are going to the birthday party tomorrow right?" " Yeah. And Ben, I'm bringing Ben." I raise my eyebrows at that " Ben is out of jail ?" " Not yet but he will be tomorrow! I have to pick him up and he'll be staying with me until his parole officer gives him the okay to let him know he can go home." " Isn't his penthouse still under police custody? " " Yeah. " " Yeahhhh I don't think they're ever giving him that house back." "... I'll be sure to tell him that." Luther mumbled to himself