Virgin for Santa

This story is Original and written by Apsia. All characters are fictitious and does not intend to hurt or harm any belief whatsoever. It is a light-hearted Romance story based on the imaginations of a young girl and her reality. Neither does it indicate nor encourage any belief in anyway. Copyright is preserved under Law. 

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CHAPTER 1

It is a Sunday and I am very happy and also a little irritated.

Why?

I am very happy because Bony my best friend along with April and Jenny have come over to my place to play with me and with my new Barbie doll and my new and big doll house which is electrically operated.

I am a little angry because Ryan, April’s brother has also joined us for lunch. I just hate his teasing and him trying to be our guardian!

Every Sunday, my friends would come and we would have breakfast and lunch together and also play the whole day with the new toys that Dad and Mom would bring for me. Nanny Agatha would give us all, a warm bubble bath and get our favourite dishes prepared.

Then in the evening, John would drive us to the ice cream shop where we all would have ice creams and he would drop my friends to their respective houses and I would return sleeping in the arms of Mr Teddy in the back seat of the car!

We are all sitting on the dining table where a grand meal has been served by Daisy and Nanny Agatha. There is Noodles, rice, seafood, soups, French fries, roasted and stuffed turkey, Crabs and a variety of sweets, our favourite. Chocolates, muffins, tarts, puddings, pies, pastries and cupcakes!

I look at my friends who dig in and so do I. Ryan keeps staring at me and I don’t know why, but I am actually little scared of him, since last year when he scolded me because I fell on the ground while playing and I had a bad cut.

I still remember that day. It was a Sunday too and we all were playing. Dad got a new bicycle for me and I was riding it in the garden. I didn’t notice a big stone and when I rode my bicycle on that I couldn’t keep my balance and fell on the ground. I had a deep cut on my knee. I got so scared seeing the blood and it was paining so much. April also got so scared seeing me hurt that she also cried along with me. She said sorry, so many times because she was the one who insisted that I should ride the bicycle.

Instead of feeling sorry, April’s brother scolded both of us but specially me! While applying the antiseptic on the cut, he even scolded me for crying. He said something like,

“Shut Up Now! Stop crying! If you can’t tolerate small pains, why did you go and ride a bicycle alone?”

 I didn’t dare to cry after that and quietly tolerated the pain.

Even in school, when I go and play in the park with other boys and girls and they bully me because I am quiet and shied, Ryan would leave his friends and drag me out of there and on top of that would scold me even!

I don’t like his behaviour at all! His sister is so nice to me and he is such a bad and cruel boy! Today that he has come for lunch, I am sure he will do something.

I steal a glance at him and see him staring right at me and I quickly start eating my food.

Nanny Agatha went inside and we all ate making small talks.

“Hey! Do you know there is a new fairy tale movie coming this month?” Bony informs us.

“Really? When?” Jenny asks

“Next Saturday I think.” Bony spoke as if boasting her general knowledge.

“Oh my God! Then we can go and watch it next Sunday!” April squealed.

“Yeahhhh!! Another fairy tale!!” I squeal out of excitement too and immediately start coughing chocking on my food.

Ryan with an angry face comes to my side and gives me water while rubbing my back roughly. He scolds me again!

“Why are you so talkative? Can’t you eat quietly? Will you have to always talk while eating? Idiot!”

I look at April with my teary eyes, and she gives me a helpless look. I drink water and calm down and just then I see Mom walking down the stairs, probably going to her usual business party. I leave my seat and run to her.

“Mom!” I hug her tightly but as usual she gently tears me apart and says, “Please Olive, don’t spoil my dress.”

“But Mom, I need to tell you something. Ryan always keeps scolding me..” Mom cuts me and says, “not now baby, I am going out! Later” After saying this she calls out to Nanny Agatha, little irritated, “Agatha! Where are you?”

Nanny Agatha comes running almost from the kitchen and immediately mom glares at her, “What are you doing in the kitchen? See what Olive has to say, I am getting late!”

“But Mom, I need to talk to you…I need just ten minutes mom!” I whisper, tears falling from my eyes.

“Sorry Baby, later ok?” She somehow gives me a peck on my cheeks almost in the air, very cautiously so that her lipstick doesn’t get spoiled and leaves without giving me a glance again.

I feel hurt and start sobbing.

“Don’t cry Olive. She will talk to you once she returns.” Nanny Agatha kneels down and kisses my cheeks wiping my tears.

“She never does!” I say softly and instead of finishing my lunch, I run to my room upstairs. I fall asleep crying and I wake up when someone pushes my back. I open my eyes and find Ryan staring at me with an angry face. I quickly shrink in fear. What does he want now? Why is he here?

“Get up!” He commands and I keep staring at him confused.

“Don’t you know, you should not leave the table without finishing your food? Santa Clause will be very angry! Come now!” Without waiting for my response he again drags me out, holding my hand.

I feel helpless! I am afraid to say anything to him. He is very big and tall! Also he studied in higher class. I am only 10 years old and studying in fifth standard whereas he is in twelfth standard and is like a giant!

I quietly walk back and sit on the table and he sits in front of me like the headmaster and makes me eat my lunch.

I just hate him so much! I don’t know if Santa Clause really will come or not, next Christmas, but I will definitely ask Santa to make this cruel giant disappear!

There is no one who understands me except Bony and Nanny Agatha. My parents give me so many toys and other gifts but never listen to my complains, never sleep with me, never tell me stories. They are always so busy with their work. We are rich and my parents are busy being richer! I have everything but still I feel lonely! There is no one who can save me from this giant even!

I feel like running away someday!