Hell Above (p.t.v)

⭐️Chapter 23.Merry Christmas!

Chapter 23.Merry Christmas!

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"JESSSSSSSICAAAAAAAA!"

I moaned from the tapping sunlight against my face, wondered how long I'd been sleeping. I blinked, shut my eyes, blinked again. I yawned, managed to fully open both eyes. With a sigh I allow my brain to focus. The bright sunlight blinded me. I struggled to pull my blanket over my head to keep it out. I peeked and saw Vic sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Aha, you're finally awake." He smiled.

I groaned. "Ahh. Let me sleep." I managed to pull the blanket and hide under.

"Don't make me..." His voice trailed off.

I mutter under the covers, "Make you do what?" My eye pops up once again.

He smirks and tackles me. I squeal and try to shove him off me, yet I fail.

"VIC! Get off of meee!" I squealed.

He pressed his forehead against mine, "Merry Christmas,babe!"

"Holy shit! It's Christmas! What? Jesus Christ." I slapped my forehead. "I didn't even realize."

"Mhm." Vic grinned. "Alotta stuff planned for today."

"Well then Mr. Fuentes, will you get off me then?"

"Nerp."

"Come onnn." I whined.

"Nope," He replied. "You're gonna have to make me."

Then he suddenly attacked my sides with his fingers making me squeal and try to squirm out of his grasp, because unfortunately I was extremely ticklish. Then there was me, dying of laughter. I could hardly breathe. "VIC COME ON! Oh my god!"

"WOOOOOOAH! DOES THIS LOOK LIKE WHAT I THINK IT IS?!"

Vic turned his head to see who it was and since his attention was elsewhere, I shoved him off.

"Ow!" He groaned.

"Mwaha."

I looked up and saw Mike standing in front of the door. "Wow, Vic. I didn't know you guys were up to that part of the relationship yet. Do you need a condom?"

"What the fuck Mike!" I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

Mike caught the pillow and smirked. "Just wanted to say Merry Christmas, but I didn't know you guys were gonna have early morning seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeex." He emphasized.

"I SWEAR TO GOD,MIKE!-" Vic got up and chased him out the room.

"Ok,ok! I'M GOING!" Mike's voice echoed in the hall.

Vic walked back in the room and placed his face in his palms. "Mike is such an asshole."

"That was hilarious,though." I blurted out, chuckling. Vic rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Anyways," I got up from my bed and escorted Vic out of my bedroom. "Shoo."

"What,why?" He pouted.

"Because I have to get dressed."

"Well, I didn't even get a 'Merry Christmas'." He scoffed.

"MerryChristmas, now shoo or you won't get your present later."

He kissed my forehead. "Okkkkkk." I shut the door behind him as he walked away.

I never really had a decent Christmas before. My parents always fought and I was just trapped in my room, avoiding them. Therefore, Christmas is usually ordinary. Well, most holidays are. I'd always save money and buy stuff for my friends, only. Plus, the weather in San Diego wasn't a type of environment for Christmas as expected in other states, like New York. Over here in San Diego, our winter is like New York's autumn. It was 50 degrees here and 15 degrees over there.