Merry Fucking Christmas by Raissa de Valois

Merry Fucking Christmas

So, I was like bored and shit, when this popped into my head. Fucking hell, it ain't even close to Christmas. Oh, well.

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Dear Kagome,

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I know you don't want to hear this.

You don't want to hear this when you get out of bed in the morning, on the wrong side next to someone your trying to force yourself to care about.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this when you take a shower, closing the door because there isn't anybody to look at you.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this when you decide not to put your make-up on, because he wouldn't have noticed if you had.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this when you put on an old bra and some worn out clothes, because the only time he looks at you is when your under him.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this when you're eating your breakfast of high fat cereal and chocolate donuts, because you know you can't impress him.Truth be told, you don't want to.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this when you crawl back into an empty bed, because he already went to see his other bitches.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You don't want to hear this as you're lying there, thinking of me and how good you had it.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear that, every time I wake up on the right side next to the person I'd die for.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this when I take a shower, leaving the door open to invite said someone in.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this when I fix my hair into a braid, because she thinks it's the sexiest thing on Earth.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this when I put on my best clothes, because I know she can't take her eyes off me.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this while I'm eating a healthy breakfast, with her at my side, because the flat stomach and abs turn her on, and it makes me feel good.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this as we crawl back into bed, for a little bit of fun.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

I want to hear this as I lay there, thinking of her and how good I have it.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

You know that you tore me up inside.

You know you smashed me and laughed as I tried to pick up the pieces.

You know that for so long I cried until my head ached, that I was at the end of my end.

You know that I was stronger than that, and that I would be able to put myself back together.

You know that you're sorry, and all you want is to come running back to me.

You know I won't let you.

You know I don't love you anymore.

You know I hate you.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

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Well, don't know where that came from. I think I've read a fic like that before.

If you have, I swear I didn't steal it. It seems totally original, and yet familiar. Oh well.

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