I swallow. Court has the stocking. Were video recording untill midnight, 10 minutes untill Christmas. She has the stocking next to her. Ready for midnight. Im terrified. What if she doesnt like it? What if she demands something different?!?! God what if she hates me?? 5 minutes. I take a deep breath. Its okay. Shes focusing on something on her screen. I Breathe. 2 minutes. Panick. I Breathe. 1 minute.
"Court!!! WE ONLY HAVE 1 MINUTE!!" I try to seem enthusiastic and hide that im having a panic attack.
"I know!!!!" She says back.
I smile. 20. 19. 18. 17. 16. 15. 14. 13. 12. 11. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. The clock chimes. The digits change. " MERRY CHISTMAS!" we both yell at each other laughing. She rattles the stocking. " Don't reach in, pour it."
She does as i instruct..... Out fall a wire. A lighter. A razor. A crystal. She silently reads the note that i had rewrote over 30 times. She starts crying. Shit.
"Nononono dont cry court....." i say softly. God i wish i could hold her right now.
Her voice is barely a whisper, " thank you. "
I sit there watching the tears drip down her cheek. I love her. So much.
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The Light Behind Her Eyes
RomanceA small story about a girl trying to face the normal teen problems of her anxiety, depression, bullies and being in love with her best friend. Oh yea did I mention she's pan? ( btw the art goes to walkingnorth on Webtoons ♡♡)
