How To Get Over It Book 2 ✎

Chapter 8: Christmas....

All those long months.....

Blaise's POV
Your probably wondering what I was doing all those months. Oh well I was just dating guys and dumping them. Hey they we're all douche bags. That seems to be the only guys I can find. But their is one outcome I got from dating them. Knowing how all kinds of boys do and act.

"Merry Christmas!"dad said coming in the house.

Mom glares at him as she closes the door.

"Fucking Falalala." I say clumping down my soda.

"Blaise."my dad said looking shocked.

"Something has been wrong with this boy."mom said.

"And who's fault is that?"dad and I say looking at mom.

"Excuse me."she said.

Mom and I are both single. Dad is probably too. Hey don't worry every guy that wanted to you know I said no and boom they tried to dump me or I'd dump them. Well yeah if they were being pushy. So I'm still a virgin.

"Fuuuck." I say spilling some of my soda.

"Blaise."dad said coming into my room.

"Hi dad." I said walking over the puddle.

"Son what happened?"he asked.

To my innocence? To me not cursing?.....Sorry dad but this is all apart of my plan for when I move back.

"I don't know." I say opening some rainbow doritos.

"Do you even like unicorns anymore?"he asked.

"Like?! I love them!"then slammed my hand over my mouth. I scolded myself. The unicorn thing, waking up thing, and chocolate thing I'm still working on.

He smiled and sat on my bed. "Blaise if something is ever wrong I'm here. I just want you to know that."he said ruffling my hair.

I smiled. "Yeah I know." I said.

"Well let's open your gifts and stuff."he said smiling.

After opening gifts and eating mom practically pushed dad out. I ate rainbow doritos.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me........
NOTHING CAUSE I'M SINGLE

Hey I'm fine with being alone. Single, no friends,............

"Waaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" I said dramatically crying.

Old Blaise can't always be locked away. At least not now.

Then I started crying for real. I put my pillow to my face to muffle my cries.

I want Ralph......No get over him Blaise.

"Son."mom said coming in without knocking.

"What?" I said annoyed and wiped my probably redden face.

"Blaise what's going on with you?"she asked closing the door behind her.

"Why would you care?!" I cried. "I'm gay! You hate me right?!" I cried more.

"Honey."she said with glassy eyes as she sat down on my bed. "Is it the move? Did this mess you up? Did this change you?"she asked looking down.

I don't know why but she just made me start getting mad. I mean all of a sudden she cares.

"Lot's of things have changed me!" I yelled and stood up and slammed my bed room door behind me.

This Christmas.... Sucks. I run outside into the cold and it's snowing. I started walking. I didn't know where to.

"Where in New York!"a voice yelled. I looked up and saw....Santa and a elf? "Aren't you happy?" Santa asked the elf.

"I can't believe we're in this get up."the elf said.

"Come on it's Christmas! And besides once we get to the hotel we won't need any clothes." Santa said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Perv."the elf said looking away blushing.

"Oh look a crying kid!" Santa said pointing at me.

The elf slapped his hand as I stared. "Idiot."he grumbled. "You don't say crap like that out loud."he said as Santa rubbed his hand. "And pointing is rude."he said.

Ah so they must be a couple. Lucky them.....

"Hey kid!" Santa said running towards me while grinning. The elf followed looking pissed but also flustered. "It's Christmas don't be so sad!"he said grinning.

I wiped my face. "You don't know my life." I said and the elf snapped.

"I know your sad and all but he's just trying to help you! I know he can be annoying but he has a king heart damn it."he said looking pissed.

"Calm down." Santa said laughing. "Anyway kid whatever is wrong everything will be okay."he said and they started walking away.

"And when is that?!" I yelled.

Santa turned and smiled. "When you open your heart."he said smiling still then they both disappeared.

But opening my hear means letting things out and letting things in. Like love and me. Letting the real me out and letting love in.

And there we go. Happy Holidays! I did some hard deciding to do a Christmas chapter for this story. Well byeee guys. Luv y'all.