BATIM Adventures

Old memories to new

Also note: suicide thinking.
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Grant sat in his car staring at the Christmas decorations that was put up around the studio over the night. Two big red bows with Silver bells hung on each of the doors while  lights of reds, blues, yellows and greens hung from the roof edge. A snowman status was off to the side beside the left door. A Santa on the right. On the on windows were Bendy, Alice angel and boring stickers dressed up as Santa's, an angel and elves. Inside would probably be worst.

Dread was in the pit of grants stomach. He hated this time of the year. It always brought out the worst memories from his pass. Like the death of his mom near his 5th Christmas. She had always tried so hard to be a great mother to grant even though she was always sick and dying. She struggled to worked but made tried the best she could. His father always made more money for them though. But that means leaving his family for days on in. Once his mother passed, grants father had to get another job so he could raised his son. After that food and bills became tight. Somedays there wasn't food on the table at all for them. Christmas became worst to. He knew his father felt guilty every year for not having a real Christmas for grant. With a big tree and many presents. Seeing his father crying at the kitchen table alone in the dark has burned into grants mind, even still.

Now as an adult he resented Christmas. Everything from the cheery songs being payed or song to the gift giving and secret Santa people did, he despise and wants no part or it.

Grants looked at the clock for the time and sighed as he slowly got out his car, slamming his car door shut. He walked inside and instantly wished he was dead. There was a row of blanking Christmas lights all the way down the halls along with bendy posters but for Christmas. He wanted to rip each one down and burn them then strangle himself with the lights. As he walked farther down the hallway he could hear awful Christmas music being played the show three floors down. He didn't hate the music director but at this point he could shove that stick up his ass for playing this shit. Once grants gets to his floor he smelt the toxic order of eggnog and wanting to throw up in it.

Grant  finally got to his office and closed the door behind him, leaning on it. -just throw yourself into your work, grant- he mumbled to himself. -you will forget once you focus on your work- 

Grant ran his hand through his short hair then he around towards his desk, Stopping apparently. There was a present laying on his desk. It's wrapping paper was red and shiny with a beautiful white bow on top next to a little tag. Grant approached it like it was poison waiting to fill his lungs until he was no longer breathing. He could see his face in the reflection of the paper and he put on his blink face as he check the tag.

From: Shawn
To: grant.

Shawn actually got him something? They had been dating for a little over 11 months now and so far Shawn has made him happier in life. He has Shown grant the littlest things can be the best and mean the most. Like writing letters to each other, going on simple picnics by the lake and having fun while grocery shopping.

Grant picked up the smooth covered red present and noticed how hard and heavy it was. -what could this be?- he asked him and tried to guess everything that came to his mind. Tool box?, shelf? Stand? He didn't know. Though he hated Christmas and gifts he didn't want to be rude by throwing it away so he started to tear open the pretty wrapping paper.

It was revealed to be a small beautiful hand carved chest with a green envelope taped to the top. Grant removed it carefully so it wouldn't ruin the box and opened it, pulling out the letter and reading it.

"Dear Grant.
I've noticed you been a little down lately and I don't know why but I do understand that this time of the year can be hard for many people and that's alright. But I did want to cheer you up some and let you know that I am hear for you. This chest I made so you could placed good memories inside of so you can look back at them from time to time. I already started a little for you. I hope you enjoy grant.
                     - Shawn."

Grant put aside the letter and once again looked at the beautiful chest. His hands caressed the edges and sides of the chest, feeling the smooth surfaces of it for a minute. He finally unlocked the chest and lifted its lid, peering inside. The first thing he saw was a few bags of candy. His favorite candy M&Ms of different kinds. He was grateful to have a snack today for lunch for the next three days but when he pulled them out and m saw the next idea tears started forming in his eyes. Tears of Joy.

He reached in and pulled out a stack of photos Shawn took of them over their time together. The first one was them being proper and smiling into the camera together. Grant flipped it to the next photo and saw a snapshot of himself in mid laugh. He looked so happy in this photo and he was Shawn was making jokes the day he took this one. The next picture was them two at the Halloween party couple contest where they won third place.

As grant flipped from picture to picture he couldn't help but cry from the joy he felt right now. Being with Shawn changed his bitter light into a life filled with happiness and joy. He wanted to continue being with this man he's happy with.

After looking at all the fun photos of them, he looked once more inside the chest and found a cute little green plush bear. "Aww" he said as he picked up the green bear and hugged it to his chest. "I love this..." he mumbled to no one but the air.

  He slowly realized he should start making new memories. Good ones, with the people that were still hear before it's to late. He already missed so many opportunities already. But he wasn't going to miss this years opportunity. He was going to spend it with Norman, Sammy, Tom, and most importantly he was going to spend this Christmas with Shawn.