For Better...Or For Worse { And If... Sequel - IN WORK}

~Merry Christmas :

•Chapter 21.

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"RJ ! It's time to open the gifts ! C'mon, wake up ! "

He groaned trying to pull the cover back on him, "Leave me alone, Rosy." He mumbled with a sleepy and raspy voice. He didn't care about the gifts, he wanted to sleep. They were finally in vacation and he wanted to enjoy his winter break to the fullest.

"Noooooo ! Wake up ! It's time to wake up ! " She shook him.

"Rosy, I'm not gonna repeat this again. This is the last time that I'm telling you this. Leave. Me. Alone ! "

"But, daddy and mommy said that we can't open them if we're not all downstairs and it's only missing you. So, wake up ! "

"No."

She stomped her feet folding her arms, "Wake up ! It's an order, young boy ! I'm the princess and you obey."

He couldn't help but chuckle, "I decided to be a rebel today, princess."

"RJ ! " He heard the twins yell.

He rolled his eyes realizing that he was not going to keep sleeping. He sighed and sat up, "I swear, y'all are the most annoying little sisters of the planet."

Then the little Will walked in smiling, "It's Christmas ! " He said excited and making his older siblings grin happily.

"Okay, let's go. Gifts are waiting for us." RJ said getting out of his bed.

"Yes, finally ! " Rosetta screamed already running out of his room.

The twins and RJ laughed shaking their head and followed her with Will just behind them.

Even if it wasn't easy lately, the family was not going to let other people take their happiness away. Today, they were together and going to be surrounded with so much love. It was the most important. Nothing mattered, except their family.

"Good morning and merry Christmas, parents ! " RJ greeted as they all entered in the kitchen where Tinashe and Richard were cooking a huge breakfast.

They beamed, "Merry Christmas ! " They exclaimed in unison.

RJ picked up Tyron, that was in his highchair eating cereals, and kissed his right chubby cheeks. Now the youngest of the family was a little bit more than seven months and he was the cutest little brother. He wasn't crying too much like RJ feared him to be. No, Tyron was smiling and giggling most of the time. He wasn't a difficult child, at all.

"Can we open them now ? RJ is here now." Rosy asked batting her eyelashes.

Richard wanted to tell her yes so bad, "No. Not now. We're eating first." Tinashe answered putting the bread in the oven and getting the cookies out.