ABUSED...

Presents

      "Well. Come in. Sit." His mother welcomes me.

"It's really nice of you guys to let me stay here." I say while tears gather in my eyes.

"Oh sweetie. We don't mind at all. James seems very happy with you after all." She says looking at James who is blushing. I giggle at him. He just stares at me.

"Hi. I'm Jamie's sister. My name is Violet." I giggle at the nickname she has for him. Violet was adorable. She had blonde hair and brown eyes. Completely opposite of James.

"Hi nice to meet you. I'm Jamie's girlfriend. My name is Taylor." I say back to her in my kindest voice. Giggling afterward when I said his nickname. She laughs uncontrollably then turns to James.

"See? I told you I'm not the only one" she says while giggling loudly.

"Yeah yeah." James says looking playfully annoyed. James sister was about 6 years old. An okay age difference between them. Just then Violet comes to me and puts her hand up and her mouth next to ear. I squat down to be at her level.

"Hey! Violet! What are you telling Taylor??" James says quickly. Violet just giggles and continues to come to my ear.

"Doesn't Jamie look 60 years old?" She asks giggling quietly. I laugh quite loudly, because of the knowledge this girl has. I look at her and give a big smile. I lean up to her with my hand up and my mouth close to her ear and say, "Jamie's not 60. He's 16." I whisper. Giggling quietly.

"Oh no." James moans.

"And I'm 15." I whisper. Then I pull my head back and look at her. I then put my two hands gently around her little chubby cheeks and look her in the eyes.

"You are so beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you differently. Okay?" I say truthfully admiring her little face.

"Okay." Violet giggles and she looks at James. I then remove my hands from her face.

"Jamie?" She asks James.

"What Violet?" James ask looking down at her.

"I like her." She says smiling at me. When James hears that he looks at me and smiles big.

"I'm glad." He says to his little sister. I then walk over and James puts his arm around my waist and pulls my into a side hug. I put my freehand on his chest.

"Well. You should open your presents Taylor!" His moms says excitedly. I look at her then at James. Present? Wait not present. Presents. I haven't gotten a present since Sam died.

"No. You guys didn't-" I say before his mother interrupts me.

"It's not a big deal. You are living with us now, and you deserve some welcome home presents." She says looking at me.

"Oh. Well okay. Thank you Mrs. Smith." I say looking at her sweetly.

"No. No. Thank you. And also please, call me Kim." She says.

"Ok. Thanks Kim." I say. While following her to the living room. We sit on the couches. James plops down besides me while his mother and sister sit across from us. Their living room is beautiful. Same thing about their entire house. It's just beautiful.

"Okay here is my gift." Kim says handing me her gift. The gift is wrapped in a medium sized box.

"It's actually kind of for both of you." She says worriedly. I look up at her.

"Oh no. It's okay. I'm sure it's perfect." I say. I then look back at the present. It's wrapped with red wrapping paper with white stripes. It has a white bow at the top of it. This is amazing. I just met them and they already have presents for me. I didn't know that I was tearing up until I feel James rubbing my back. I look over at him he's smiling at me so I smile back, then I look back at the present. I wipe my eyes and say, "oh I'm sorry, I didn't know that I would-" I state while Kim says something.