8: Bah Humbug.

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Damien.

Well...it's Christmas. Today is Christmas, and I feel more lonely than I ever have in my life. And it's my fault.

It's 10 AM, Shayne told me him and the everyone else from work would be over soon, so I'm trying to make my place look nice. We're doing some kind of White Elephant thing.

It doesn't feel like a holiday. I'm always happy on Christmas, but not this year. I think the guilt of what I did to Boze is haunting me. I didn't want to do it, I REALLY didn't, but I believe that it was for the best.

As I was in thoughts, there was a knock on my door. I got up and opened it, and they all came stampeding in, which made me stumble back a little.

"Well, good morning to you guys too..." I said sarcastically, shutting the door. I looked over and all of them were setting their gifts on the counter.

They all sat down and Shayne walked up to me. "Hey," He said.

"Hey, Shayne, how has your morning been so far?"

"Pretty good, even though I haven't done much. How is it going with you and Boze?"

"Oh yeah, you weren't in the room before we left the other day...uh, I actually told her that we should be professional from now on..."

"Are you serious!? Damien, why the hell would you do that!?"

"I just...I...I really don't know at this point."

He sighed, "Well, it's really over now, buddy. You messed up bad."

I'm actually kinda sad she didn't show up. Yes, I know it's my fault, but some voice in my mind told me she would still come. What is she even doing right now?

Ericka.

Laying on my couch. Wrapped up in a blanket. Hugging a mascara-stained pillow.

Rejection. I hate rejection. Especially when it's coming from someone you love...and I still have love for him. I always will.

I knew that Damien was hosting a White Elephant party today. Of course I didn't go, why would I want to see his face on this holiday that's supposed to be about happiness? I never want to see his face again, but I know have to.

I love Christmas so much, I don't want to feel like this today.

No one has came over or talked to me today expect Mari, Olivia, and Courtney. They came by for a few hours earlier and talked to me. Surprisingly, they even gave me gifts.

Instead of going to the heart-breaker's apartment, I just gave them the gift I bought so they could bring it there for me.

I still can't believe what he said to me yesterday, that was borderline disrespectful. All he had to do was tell me that he didn't like me, let me down easy, and NOT in front of the rest of them.

But what if he does and he was trying to hide it?

Who am I kidding? He doesn't love me, he never will love me...and I just need time to accept that and move on.

....

Damien.

It was now almost 7, and almost time for the actual White Elephant part.

We've just been playing games, talking, laughing, and everything in between, and it's been pretty fun...but I have to admit, I really do wish that Ericka was here. I need something to get her out my head.

"Okay guys, I think we should start opening gifts!" I announced out of nowhere, but they all seemed to agree.

We all sat in a circle around the gifts and picked our numbers out of a bag, I got the last the very last number, 10.

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