Until I Met You

Chapter 43 : Christmas

Dymond's P.O.V.

Christmas! I'm so glad Jacob and I set up the Christmas tree because, I mean what's Christmas without a Christmas tree? I slowly got out of bed and crawled to the closet. I opened it slowly and quietly and unlocked the door. I pulled out the pot, fire crackers, tape, and matches. I crawled out of the bedroom and went into another room. I was completely shocked that Jacob didn't wake up. He was probably exhausted from the partying last night. Sheba scared the crap out of me as she came out of the closet. "What're you doing?" she asked.

"Getting back at Jacob. One day he splashed water on me while was asleep." I answered through mind link. "Be ready to hear something super loud okay?"

"Okay thanks for the heads up." she said and I chuckled quietly. I knoted the wick of the fire crackers together and then I put them in the pot, it was super long which was great. I already had fire crackers I just needed more and this is enough. I know this is going to be highly dangerous but I've done it before with Darrell so it's all good. I went back in the bedroom and lit the match, I set it near the wick then immediately put the top on the pot and tapped it up real good. I ran downstairs and listened. A couple of seconds later I heard popping and screaming and growling. I love you Jacob.

I didn't feel like cooking so I made hot chocolate and sat in front of the burning fire place. I had on my robe and slippers. Jacob marched downstairs and he growled loudly at me. "Merry Christmas Jake." I tried not to laugh.

"Shut up." he growled. He sat on a different couch then me and he gazed at the fire place. He had on a pair of grey sweat and no shirt. "You know, you are so sexy when you're mad." I smiled.

"Dymond." he warned still growling.

"Now you know how I felt when you splashed water on me in my sleep. Payback's a bitch right?" I teased. He growled rolling his eyes. I sipped my hot chocolate and looked at the presents under the Christmas tree. I smiled. "Don't be grumpy on Christmas. I mean it's the best time of the year."

"Why would you do something so childish? So irritating and disturbing? Have you lost your mind?" he asked staring at me.

I growled at him and he rolled his eyes. "I'm not arguing with you. It's not fair that you can be ignorant while I'm sleeping but I can't. That's too bad. I'm wasn't going let you pour water on me and get away with it." I growled. He sighed. I'm right and I know it. I got up and walked over to him. I sat on his lap and laid ny head on his chest. "Merry Merry Christmas" he mumbled.

"Merry Merry Christmas." I smiled. Sheba came from downstairs and Jacob frowned. "Are you mad at me?" he asked her. She went back upstairs without saying anything. I laughed and looked up at him. "She's mad at you. You were acting stupid last night." I stated. He smiled, "I'm sorry Sheba!"

She peeked her head from behind the wall making us laugh. She ran over to us and jumped on Jacob. She bit hid nose and he frowned. "I'm going to pretend that hurted." he said. Sheba licked his face and then crawled in his lap. I scowled at her and Jake chuckled. "I knew you were going to be jealous." he whispered.

"Can we open the presents?" I asked.

"Yeah. I put them there last night. Santa put some others." he stated. He picked me up and walked over to the tree. My eyes widened. I forgot about my presents! I went upstairs and got the boxes from out the closet. I laughed seeing the pot flipped over and a hole in the wall on Jacob's side of the bed. I went back downstairs and Sheba was ripping something open with her claws. I smiled. She's so cute!! I put the boxes in front of the Christmas tree and let Jacob open them. He handed me one and I took it. It was a super small box. I opened it, and it had a locket inside. I smiled and opened the locket. It was a picture of Jake and I. I remember it, we were walking in the snow at night. I don't remember taking a picture though. "It's beautiful." I mumbled. Jacob put it on me. "You look beautiful." he smiled and I pecked his lips.