Chapter 15: Oh Holy Night

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Christmas Eve. This is my great grandmas holiday. What are we supposed to do if we can't go to her house? Will I ever be able to see my distant family again?

I slipped on my heavy coat and rubbed my hands together before squeezing next to my brother and sister, closing my eyes. We planned on driving to Muskegon to see my uncle, aunt and cousin. My Nana and Papa were going to meet us there, because they too had no where else to go on Christmas Eve.

I did feel sad. I mean. I miss my Grandma. I miss singing Christmas Carols with her, I miss her playing the piano and laughing with us.

This Christmas Eve was weird. There were no carols, no piano playing, but there was laughter. We all played board games and opened presents. It was different. New. But it was ours.

As we were packing up our goodies and say goodbyes with tears in our eyes, I felt my phone buzz inside of my pocket. I checked it before I sat in the car.

Lyle: hey. Alice and I are dating now sorry things didn't work out. Can't wait 4 u forever

I closed my eyes and turned up my music, listening intently to the words 'Over and over, over and over, I fall for you. Over and over, over and over, I try not to.'

I thought that for a minute... Maybe things could work out with me and Lyle. But they didn't. Somehow, I didn't feel that upset. I didn't cry that night, because I knew I had my own guardian Angel to talk to and protect me.

Adam.

I knew that no matter what, he would always have my back and always help me out. And I knew, that I could tell him anything and he would stay with me.

I knew, in that moment, I didn't really care about Lyle. All I cared about was Adam and talking to him about this.

I knew he could make me feel better.

So that's what I did. Adam and I talked all night on Christmas Eve, but I remember hearing him say, before I drifted to sleep, "Merry Christmas, Katrina. I truly love you."

AN: Ahhhh sorry for the delay and extremely short chapter. I shall try harder next time!

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