I Hate You More

Merry Christmas Mother Fuckers

Remington

"Hey Rem," Jamie smiled at me as she let me through the front door of her and Renee's house. No one else was in the living room as I walked into it, "listen I- I heard about the other day, and I just wanted to apologize."

"It's ok," I chuckled awkwardly, "it's not your fault."

"No it kind of is," Jamie took my look of confusion as a warrant to continue, "I agreed with Phoebe the other night when she confronted Harlen about your guys'...relationship being a...bad idea?"

I felt my face harden a smidge but, my anger didn't stop a pang from shooting through my chest. I didn't know Jamie as well as I should. I was close with Phoebe, or, at least I thought I was and, Renee and I grew closer after Harlen's disappearance but, Jamie and I never really had a chance to talk.

"I also want to make it clear that I did not know she was going to do what she did, and if I did, I would've tried to stop it," She rushed out after noticing the bored look on my face, "but I still need to apologize. Especially because, I've realized that I don't know you as well as I should for how long I've known you, and even if I did, that still gives me no right to try to tell you guys what to do with your lives."

I nodded my head at what age was saying, "Well, maybe we should change that."

"What?"

"I mean you're right," I shrugged, sitting myself down on the sofa, "if you're gonna even begin to tell me if I'm...what- good enough- for your best friend, then you should at least have something to back up your decision, right?"

"You know what," She chuckled, "you are absolutely fucking right."

My attempt to respond was dwindled by Gianna racing into the living room and practically tackling me into the couch with a hug.

"Woah," I let out a soft laugh at her gesture, "what's up kiddo?"

When Gianna pulled back she had a couple of tears straying down her cheeks. I pulled her into another hug and rocked her back and forth, "What's going on?"

"I'm sorry for being mean to you the other day," She sniffled, seemingly giving my heart a squeeze, "I don't want you to be sad."

"It's ok Gi," I smiled sadly at her as she pulled back, "don't worry about it alright? I know you didn't mean it."

"So we can still be friends?" Gianna let out s hopeful smile, prompting me to hold my pinky finger out to her. She locked hers with mine.

"The absolute best of friends," I beamed, "now, wipe those tears. Everyone else is on the way, and there will be no crying on Christmas."

She giggled as I wiped her tears.

"Well technically, it's Christmas Eve." Harlen said as she made her way to the couch, Renee closely behind her.

"Oh hush," I rolled my eyes playfully as I got up to greet her with a kiss and whisper in her ear, "how are you holding up?"

"I'm good," she whispered back, "you said the guys are on the way?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "Larisa had to finish something up at the salon but, they're almost here now."

Right on que, Emerson bursted through the door, "Merry Christmas mother fuckers!"

His outburst was met with Sebastian smacking him in the back of the head, "There is a child in our presence you dweeb."

Emerson sent him a short glare before turning to us and mocking our older brother. Harlen let out a light giggle at his antics, and tucked herself under my arm.