Trails Of Red Roses

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The Christmas tree flashed and flickered with its dazzling lights. An angel was perched on top, glittering with it's flash-silver lustre. A single candle twinkled merrily on the windowsill. The jingling of the bells through the warmth from the ribbons of flame mixed with joyful laughter all around, the greatest sound winter could offer.

I was home alone. As expected, my parents went out for more shopping since there was a shortage on our winter supply due to some financial issues. I was supposed to be responsible for the decorations, although, from what i saw, there was someone else getting the job done for me. A familiar figure, but a total stranger...

I was standing in front of a gigantic Christmas tree which almost reached up to the ceiling, in the living room, wearing a cozy, furry, button - down red sweater. To top it all, I had draped a baby pink, fluffy scarf loosely tied around my neck, which was a gift from my mom this year when I turned seventeen. My dark brown, straight hair, fell freely onto my shoulders. I toyed with it as I stood watching a tall guy around 6'2, clad in all black, being a gentleman and helping me put up the ornaments on the Christmas tree where I couldn't reach.

And yes, I am not that tall.

Though this wasn't the first time we've met unexpectedly, I stood there in a dumb-struck demeanour. Even at that quite evidentially awkward moment, I found myself scrutinizing his manly, hot features and that sharp jaw line. Oh god, that sharp jawline could cut right through my finger if i dared to touch it.

" why are you always wearing a mask?" I broke the uncomfortable silence out of curiosity.

" you know I won't ever answer that. You should've figured that by now." And that he was right about.

" oh come on!" I scowled, making it obvious that I was getting annoyed by his attitude. "You wouldn't tell me anything about your identity, or why the fuck we keep coincidentally meeting up. Or hey, maybe you do it on PURPOSE. The least you can do is tell me why you keep wearing that hell of an annoying black mask." I finished, breaking off my crossed arms and complaining, frustrated.

" I just don't want you to know who I am... Yet." he adjusted the nutcracker into a fine position, expressionless. But, I could swear there was a rile smirk pulled on, hiding somewhere behind his mask.

"YET? YET?! Its almost been two years and you still don't think its time for me to know about this mysterious guy that keeps appearing literally out of nowhere and JESUS CHRIST! Do you have any idea how dangerous of a situation this puts me into?! God knows if you're some freaking serial killer who's next target is probably me. Cause dude, you stick around every night as if you're a love sick puppy!" I lean on the couch trying to catch my breath. Maybe I said too much. Maybe I was a bit out of control. And maybe I said things I didn't believe either. But hey, he deserved it.

" you're right about one thing there though " From the wrinkles formed at the corner of his eyes, I could tell he was smiling, even behind that mask, which somehow made the butterflies in my stomach go wild. " I'm doing this for your own good stubborn girl. I don't want you to be all ' wtf ' the first time when you find about me. And with time, if it goes as smoothly as it is now, maybe you won't be in much of a shock when you do...And corrine, you should really breathe in between monologues." He chuckled getting himself down from the stool he stood on earlier, giving me a perfect view of his tall figure.

A black, unzipped hoodie, revealing a black V-neck T-shirt which showcased his collarbones and hugged him on all the right places. A black mask covering the lower region of his face along with the unraveled truths behind it. Charcoal black bangs falling onto his right eye. His black eyes laser focused on me, while mine locked into his, prisoned.

I ended up so incredibly close to him. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. The tense atmosphere replaced with something much more serious, something that made my pulse race and heart hammer.

And then, he leaned down to my left year. My heart banged against my chest and sent electric shocks each time his warm breath landed on my neck.

"You'll know soon." He whispered with his low husky breathtaking voice.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
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