ANTHONY’S POVI was so excited it was almost impossible for me to keep my cool!I was a little chilly from being outside for so long, but now that I was indoors, breathing in the amazing smell of freshly baked goods and oven-roasted turkey and seeing all the cute baby pictures of my boyfriend (I still couldn’t call him that without blushing my head off), I was as warm as spring itself.“Merry Christmas sir,” I said as soon as James came downstairs. He was smiling, but I could tell he was a little worried about something. This was the first time I was meeting with him since the night of the dance. I know Blake said that he was okay with he and I dating and everything, but I still felt nervous around him for some reason. I wondered how he felt and what he thought about me. Did he think the same way my father did, that I turned Blake gay?“I am so glad you could make it and I am sorry for dragging you away from your family this holiday. I hope Kyle and Bonnie don’t hate me too much.” He
BLAKE’S POV“Are we going to grandma’s place for Christmas or are we just going to be sad and lonely together?”“Sad and lonely is a bit of a stretch, don’t you think? You’ve been smiling ever since we had dinner earlier this week. That’s not what a sad and lonely person would do, Blake.”I stopped going through the box of Christmas decorations to look at my father with a deadpan expression. “You’re making it sound like it’s all thanks to you. For your information, my boyfriend made me happy, that’s why I was smiling.”He dropped the star he was about to hang. “This is why you don’t let kids have their way. They are not grateful for what you give them and then you end up with a white tree for Christmas and all they do is just nag, nag, nag.”I chuckled at the way he said ‘nag’ with his face contorting into something similar to Mr. Bean’s.We were setting up our Christmas tree, something that we should have done a long time ago but didn’t because I was sulking and dad didn’t want to ha
ANTHONY’S POV“This is the first time I’m having a sleepover with a boy. Very exciting.”I chuckled lightly at the excitement that was plastered all over her face and the sheer joy in which she spoke.Claire was helping me set up the camping bed she had in her bedroom since her grandmother’s guest room was currently under renovation and my family members decided to be assholes towards me.“But, quick question though; not that I’m complaining or anything, but why me? I’m certain Blake would have been very pleased to have you spend the holiday with him especially now since you know.” She wiggled her brows and smiled mischievously.“Yeah, I would have loved to stay with him, but unfortunately for me, he’s…” I didn’t want to say he ghosted me, but what would one call not being responded to on all social media platforms by another and also not responding to any calls or voice messages left? “He’s unavailable.”“You think he’s ghosting you?”Leave it to Claire Reagan to voice your most drea
BLAKE’S POV“I thought we were staying at a hotel.”“Your grandparents live here. I have two houses here. Why on earth would we stay in a hotel?”I didn’t want to bother following up on that conversation. My entire plane ride here I was just burning with fury at being separated from Anthony without a chance to even say goodbye.“Are you upset?” He asked, taking a break from setting the dinner table. It was the third evening we were spending here and the first two times he let me have dinner in my room cause I was sulking, but not tonight.“Is that a serious question?” I responded sarcastically.“Do you really hate spending time with me that much?”“No, I just hate that I can’t even talk to my boyfriend for the next three weeks that I’m stuck here.”I went to the kitchen to bring out the mashed potatoes and when I came out, I found my phone on the table next to my plate.“I wasn’t really going to keep your phone from you this holiday,” he said with a shrug. There was a faint smile on h
ANTHONY’S POVOh, I almost forgot how horrible family meetings were.My father always displayed his anger and displeasure towards me with words the moment he was feeling his anger reach a certain point. But when he was truly mad, he had a habit of keeping deathly silent and just watching everything around him happen quietly. We went on with the day’s activities as usual and sometimes even forgot about the mess we made that made our dad mad in the first place, but after dinner, when everyone was full and happy he would wipe his mouth clean, gather us all in the living room and unleash hell. Most of the time it was directed at me and today was no different.“What the hell were you thinking, Anthony?” Whenever my dad called me by my full name it never ended well for me. The good thing now though is that I had gotten so used to be scolded that I didn’t cry anymore.“Do you have any idea what you put your sister through?”Said sister was sitting by a corner in the living room by the stairs
BLAKE’S POV“What the hell were you thinking?!”I winced at the sound of my mother’s loud voice. I have done some pretty nasty things in my life, but never have I seen her so mad. I could already tell I wasn’t getting out of this one that easily.“You…” she pointed her angry index finger at me. “Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’re in right now?”She stopped pacing up and down the hotel room we were in long enough to look at my father who was sitting quietly in a corner, and urge him with her eyes to speak up. He cleared his throat, got up and came to the front of the queen sized bed that I was sitting on.“You stole your mother’s car,” he began. My guess was he was going to list out the bad things I did that landed me in trouble, but my mother thought his order was wrong so she decided to say it herself.“Let’s not even start there. Let’s start with the fact that you’re dating Crystal Pearce.”“You already knew that!” I cried defensively. As soon as Crystal told her mother