Regina George likes a girl?

Christmas Eve & Christmas Plea's

Part 22 -

Suggested song
(Cindy Lou Who - by Sabrina Carpenter)

I rolled over after finally dozing into sleep. I reached my arm out feeling the soft skin of Regina. Her back, and tiny crop top. I pulled her closer to me as I fell deeper into sleep. She mumbled something as I fell asleep. I could sense her smiling, now I felt that, her warmth. Her love, her comfort.

Hours passed and a hand was rubbing my hair. Pulling it out of my face, then soft lips pressed into my forehead. "You gonna sleep through Christmas Eve love? Did Santa work you ok hard in his shop this past week...get it, cause you're short." Regina says and I open my eyes only to roll them. "Babe, I made you a hot chocolate with a candy cane, and marshmallows, with some gingerbread cookies." This got me up so fast. I sit up and look at her and she grabs the mug from my nightstand.

"Here, it's still a bit hot." She blows a kiss over it. Why was she so hot and cute all at once. I hated these strong conflicting emotions I'm holding. I love her, but I feel the faint energy of the disloyalty to me. Oh man did she make a mean hot chocolate. I could practically moan over these flavors.

Actually I just did, well, fair enough. She was half way out the room and then she paused, turned, and looked to me. "Is it that good?" A small smirk on her face. "It is very good, thank you!" I assure her.

   Later that night I did my traditional movie watching. I loved watching Christmas movies in my Christmas attire. Regina was snuggled under my arm and eventually she fell asleep. I just admired her, every feature. Once the movie finished I shut it off and slowly lifted Regina up. Bridal style I carried her to my room. Gently laying her in bed. That pretty little head rests, oh she was so beautiful.

   I laid next to her and just admired it was so hard not too. I ran my fingers over her cheeks and hair. She hummed softly and then shifted some. She was relaxed, so relaxed. I could feel every muscle soften. I rubbed her cheek and neck then placed a small kiss on her cheek.

   I moved closer nuzzling my head on her as I slept. Her arms held me against her instinctively. She smelled so nice, she was wearing perfume from when we started dating. It brought back memories and how much we'd gone through. Hell I thought she hated me for so long, but she didn't.

   Now I'm in bed with her all snuggled and warm. Just hours before it was officially Christmas. I was excited to share the gifts we gotten. I loved gift giving, it is my favorite love language. Other than physical touch. Like hold me all the time, If you let go off my hand I'll cry.

   Gosh, all these silly thoughts, I silenced my brain. After probably two hours, and I fell asleep in Regina's arms. 'Twas the night before Christmas they say.

   Well now it's the morning of Christmas. you know that magical feeling of Christmas being here. The one that faded away after your twelfth birthday. It felt real today, less false than normal. Like I wouldn't put on some cheery mask today. It felt like maybe today I could just be happy.

The smell of cinnamon wafting through the air. I slid my legs down the side of the bed and slid into my slippers. My pajama pants falling down my legs to meet my ankles. Rolling over the top of my slippers a bit. My crop top still stuck under my boobs. I walked out of my bedroom and saw Regina singing in the kitchen.

"Have yourself a merry little Christmas now..." she carried out softly, it was really nice. Quietly I sat in a bar stool watching her, she was making cinnamon pancakes. Butter and some whipped cream on top. Small sprinkles of cinnamon and powdered sugar. A light glazing of syrup, then some peppermint tea on the side. Of course in a mug.

Why did you think it would be on the plate? You probably didn't. Anyway, she noticed me and jumped a little. I startled her. "How long have you been sitting there?" She asked with the spatula shamefully behind her back. "A few minutes." My words had her cover her face. "Oh, did you hear me singing." Her face was red. "Yes? You look like a little Rudolph all flustered and embarrassed. You shouldn't be, you sounded great, red." I called her. "Red." She blushed more, "stop making me blush." She laughed the embarrassment off.

"Sorry, this smells incredible by the way." She passed the tea over. A plate of sugar cubes as well. "Oh so fancy, this feels almost British?" I joked and she spoke in an accent. "That it is love, now come on, sip on." That was the cutest, funniest, dumbest, most awful impression I've ever seen. "Woah you're almost a pro at that." I lied and she laughed. "Come on that was awful."

"I mean it could use some work" I declared honestly and she laughed, "a lot of work, now, how your tea?" I sipped and then licked my lips, "almost hostile, so gut wrenchingly good I might just have to pause for a moment." She shoved my arm and then passed over a plate with the cute pancakes on it, some fruit on the side. Why was she so cute, every gesture, oh my.

After we had breakfast together. We went into the living room where my tiny tree had been. Our presents under it, not many but it was enough to me. We separated them and then took turns opening one, back and forth. Just enjoying each other's gifts and presence. Once done we watched some Christmas movies with the tree lit up. Dim lighting and a snuggly blanket. Snow falling outside and a bowl of peppermint bark and Andes, M&M's, and baby candy canes.

Our hands occasionally grazing each others in the bowl. Causing us to share a little glance. Once the movie marathon began to ware off, we began making out. Then Regina checked the time and told me, "go out on a snowsuit." This intrigued me.

I didn't want to question it too much though. I got up and put on a snow suit, she copied my actions, and then grabbed a few extra items. Papers of some sort, keys, wallet, phone. I copied the items minus the papers and then we got into the car. "What are we doing?" Her eyes flicked to mine, "curiosity killed the cat, didn't it love?" I rolled my eyes, "yea whatever."

An hour went by and she pulled into this parking lot, then smiled. "We're gonna build snowman's, and no one will even know who did it. We got out and began rolling the snowballs on the ground collecting snow. Eventually mushing our snowballs together to make the bottom of a snowman. The repeating for the second layer.

   Then I felt some snowball hit my back, I turn and her arm if full of them. I quickly start making my own, and I was getting attacked. Running away from her didn't really help. The snow pulled me so close to the ground. I couldn't even run without fear of losing a shoe. Eventually she ran out and then tackled me. Laying on me, and our snowman. "Babe! Our snowman!" I shout.

   "Oh sorry buddy" she laughs and then lays against my neck. Her nose freezing cold. "I love you" I whispered and I felt her smile against me. It was silent, what was that reaction? Why was her response so delayed? "I love you" she repeated. My mind racing a million miles per second. "Do you?" She lifted her head and looked down at me. "Yes I do." She said firm, not that I believed it anymore though.

   "Really? I just worry. You know all I've ever wanted is one relationship where my partner is entirely loyal, and devoted. But Gina you slept with Janis. Like you two had sex, you kissed, you went in that closet with her. I just...I would've never even stood, I would've never even been playing that game. Drunk or not, you know better." Her face had fallen in expression.

   Warm tears slid down mine, "I don't want to have to beg you to love me. I don't want to have to feel like I can't touch you without feeling her remains on you. Gina I just can't even kiss you without thinking about Janis. It's killing me knowing you were letting her touch you like that. You probably enjoyed it too. Was she better than me? Was she prettier than me? Sexier? Smarter? What was it?" Regina was silent.

   I stared into her eyes, she looked depressed. "Why did you wait until today to say that?" She asked me. "What?" I said. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Y/N, do you think maybe we should take a break." She said those words that sent me into a spiral.

   My head froze in the snow I'm laying in. My heart being pierced through by icicles. I can't breathe, wait, I'm having a panic attack. "What?" I squeaked out. She got off me and took my hands. "You just seem very bothered, and I feel it may be best if we just give you time to work on it." Her words came out so quickly, like she'd planned this.

   It was her last day with me for this break. She was going to her mom's later tonight. Was she just breaking things off so she could go be with Janis. Was this all some play pretend game for her? My heart sank, I couldn't get words out. I just stood and began walking up to my apartment.