*6:00 pm Christmas eve*
Bertholdt's POV
I brought a fresh cup of steaming hot coco over to Annie, who was waiting for me on our couch. She took the warm mug and smelt it, sighing and then smiling. I smiled and sat down next to her, my coco in my hands. The steam drifted up out of the cup and filled the air with sweet-smelling chocolate. Our fire was lit, keeping us warm even on the coldest night. Annie rested her head on my shoulder. Kissing her forehead, I glanced up at our tree. It looked beautiful. It shone brightly, lighting up the room along with the fire.
"Hey, Bertl?" Annie started.
"Hm?" I asked.
"Can I asked you something?"
"Of course." I said, feeling slightly ashamed that she would have to ask something like that. "You can ask or tell me anything. I'm here for you." I wanted her to feel comforted. She meant the world to me and I'd do anything to protect to. I'd do anything for her.
"Do you feel bad that you're not with your family on Christmas eve?" She asked, moving her head off of my shoulder so that she was looking into my eyes. I thought back to the previous day. We had had an argument over seeing our families on Christmas eve, but we had settled the dispute by agreeing to see them on Christmas day instead.
"Of course not. You're all that I need." I said, squeezing her closer to me. I heard her giggle a tiny bit, but she stopped herself and became serious once again.
"Okay, but..." She paused for a moment. "what if today is our last day. What if tomorrow is our last day? What if we only have a few more minutes until we both die. Or you die or I die-"
"If today where our last... I'd be happy. You know why?" I interrupted her. She shook her head no.
"Because I got to spend it with you. I got to spend it with the love of my life, and that's all I need. You're all that I need to be happy." I said as I kissed her forehead. She smiled as a tear ran down her cheek.
"I love you, Bertl." She squeaked. I looked into her eyes, only to close them as I placed my lips on hers and whisper, "I love you too."
YOU ARE READING
A different kind of a Christmas story
FanficThis definitely is a different kind of a Christmas story. It will cause you to think differently about Christmas. Christmas is most definitely not about the presents. Let me ask you a question; If you only had a few seconds to live, would you be hap...
