Their Christmas Journey

Their Christmas Journey

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Max felt like a sore loser. Sore he was sure of, loser definitely not by regular standards, but he was, wasn't he? Otherwise he wouldn't be spending his Christmas Eve in his dimly lit office with a bunch of scattered paperwork as his only companion would he? The shrill tone of his ringing cell phone pierced the silence and he grabbed it off the table, turning it off. He turned the swivel chair to face the window and he felt the bustling streets and sporadically blinking brilliant lights seemingly calling out to him. ~ ~ ~ Ana leaned her head lightly against the window as she absently watched the animated people and rickety buildings go by. Occasionally, there were newer buildings whose businesses had a growing clientele but they were grossly outnumbered. She was at the back seat on a danfo- the local name for the commercial busses in Lagos, and it was just how she liked it. She felt safe in her little corner and added bonus, she only had to be in contact with metal and one other human! Her mind drifted and she wondered what her parents were doing for Christmas. Her mother was probably with her new family, sitting round a Christmas tree and merrily sipping hot cocoa. All was dandy except, she didn't want her.
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"ahhh!" I screamed before pushing him off the bed. With my heart racing, I clutched my white pillow to my chest even though I was not naked. White pillow? I don't own anything white for obvious reasons. " Ughh! You're more violent when you're awake." My idiot of a cousin said as he tried massaging his back. " What are you doing in my bed?" I yelled at him. I know he is family but he is a guy. And I don't like having guys this close to me, alone, in my room. " In your bed?" he scoffed before adding " check again Kelly." It was then I noticed I was not in my bed, not in my grandma's, not even in my dad's. It was... Ben's. No no no! Please don't tell me I.... " Yeah. You sleepwalked to my room" he must have guessed my thoughts when he saw the horrified expression I had on my face. " I don't sleepwalk." I said stubbornly. I know I did but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of admitting. The thing was... I started sleepwalking after he relocated to UK. I would always find myself in his room in the morning whenever I stayed at grandma's house. I guessed I missed him that much. But now he is here, I don't understand how I ever missed him. He took off his T-shirt. Showing off his drool - worthy body. Instead of finding my way out, what do you think I did? I sat down rooted to the bed, staring at his body. What broke the trance was the cocky smirk on his face. Trust me. When a guy is cute and he doesn't know, that's very adorable. But when he looks good and he knows, that is the spelling of danger. *** Christmas is near! Who is excited? Everyone but Kelechi. After a break up, Christmas excitement is not what she needs. Definitely not her entire dysfunctional family in one place. Especially not her cousin Ben who she is attracted to. Quick question: When you are attracted to your cousin, is it love or lust?

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