12 Days After Christmas Lyrics Novels & Stories

The warmth of my car provided little solace as I drove for hours, the chill of my boyfriend's hurtful words idling in my weary mind. I struck the brakes, a stray dog passed before my car right after. Calming myself, I pulled over to catch my breath. On the screen of my phone, reflecting the Christmas lights of the festive buildings surrounding the road on both sides, I saw it was 22:48 h. It reminded me of what day it was. December 20. And I was here. In the middle of nowhere, in a blizzard.

I could cry… but not from sadness, from pure joy. “With each word, your tenderness grows, Tearing my fears apart…” This was all real. “And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart…” “Lovely…” Jazper sang with a soft smile. “Never, ever change…” “I won’t,” I whispered, already tearing up. He crinkled his nose back at me. “Merry Christmas, love,” he said. I nodded, holding back my happy tears. “The best Christmas of my life.”

Ray sings. “There is just one thing I need.” I join. “I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree,” Jordan sings while we stay quiet. “I just want you for my own,” I say. “More than you could ever know.” Ray sings, gazing at me. “Make my wish come true,” Jordan says, looking at me. Eyes on the road, please. “All I want for Christmas is you.” We all chorus, pointing to one another. In no time, we see the Bakers’ gigantic estate gate bars, all covered with literally uncountable strands of twinkle lights. As we drive in, we feed our eyes with the Christmas decorations from different angles of the estate.

❤THEME SONG OF THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤CHILLS' BY 'WHY DON'T WE'❤ ❤QUOTE RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤️ Coat laying on the floor Long December nights are what I've been waitin' for Pull my hand close to the fire Shiverin', I'm shiverin', I can't stop Give me the look, you know the one I want I've been waiting for It's so cold, it's so cold, yeah

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

It morphed into anxiety, fear, self-doubt, and countless sleepless nights. I looked at my cold, swollen fingers, then slowly asked, "Ivano, did you have a happy Christmas?" Caught off guard by my response, the other end of the line went quiet. All the lectures he'd planned were suddenly stuck in his throat. Smiling, I said softly, "I had a happy Christmas too because I discovered a secret. The comment I wrote wasn't meant to mock you. I genuinely wish all of you well." Without hesitation, I hung up.

I look down at her peaceful face and I decide I like her a lot better with her mouth shut. Yanking myself back to the present, I realize that the only option available to me is parked seven cars across, the key sitting in my soiled breast pocket. “Merry fucking Christmas to me.”

“What?!” Lilith burst into loud laughter immediately while Aldrich struggled not to smile. “No!” I cried out. “You're lying! I can't miss Christmas.” Aldrich finally laughed softly. “Relax, troublemaker. Christmas isn't over yet. We still have six hours before the day ends.” My expression brightened instantly as exitement bubbled inside me. “Oh thank Goddess!” I tried sitting up. “Then I need to dress up because I refuse to look like this during Christmas.”

It's a special moment, and they all feel a sense of connection and belonging. It's December, and Samantha and Andrew are getting ready for the holidays. They are hosting a Christmas party at their home, and they are excited to see all of their family and friends. They decorate the house with lights and ornaments, and they bake cookies and make hot chocolate. On Christmas Eve, they sit around the fireplace and read stories to their grandchildren. They feel a deep sense of joy and gratitude, knowing that they have everything they could ever want.

“Chicken wing, chicken wing… Hotdog and baloney… Chicken and Macaroni… Chilling with my homie…” Jai suddenly remembered that popular song from the world before. If he remembered it correctly, it was almost December in the previous world’s time when he fell into the river and arrived here. That, and counted from the days that had passed by in this world, it should be last days of December by now there. Time to celebrate Christmas.