The Devils Influence [ COMPLETED]

Christmas Party

Being with my family on Christmas has always been something I've looked forward to. The men on the couch watching the news about the weather; with a beer in their left hand and their right hand in their waste band. The smell of home cooked meals lures me into the kitchen full of women drinking dirty martinis and talking about their horrible sex lives with their men. The room felt happy and cheerful everyone in their own element making memories.

At my age I was torn between hanging with the little kids or hanging with the older kids. Sadly there was no one in my family the same age as me for I was the last born. I chose to stick with the little kids but immediately got irritated when my 3 year old cousin begged them to put cocomelon on the iPad they were all sharing.

I got up and went to join my father on the couch. To me I wasn't too old or too big to sit on my fathers lap. He also didn't mind because he knew I was still his little girl for a while until I hit my teen years. He was terrified of me growing up because he's only had male siblings so raising a girl was not on the agenda. I nestled my head into my his broad shoulders, the smell of the cologne my mother and I bought him for Christmas overpowering my nostrils.

" Hey Champ- wanna take a swig?" My father whispered in my ear tilting his rancid  beer in my direction.

He could never come up with a nickname that was suitable for a girl because he was so fixated on having a boy. When he couldn't get past "Champ" we had a big laugh about it and it just you know stuck.

I scrunched up my nose and shook my head and let out a small giggle.

"Ew no dad." I exclaimed. " That stinky stuff will give you a beer belly"

My dad let out a hearty laugh that brought joy to my heart.

"Good, that means I don't have to worry about you drinking when you get older."

My eyes got big but I didn't tell him that mom already let me have a swig of her dirty martini. It's not my fault that green apple smells better than carbonated apple juice. She told me that it will be our little secret.

There was a knock on the door and everyone turned their head towards the sound. My father was closest so he patted my leg indicating for me to stand up.

He answered the door and greeted his brother with a long" Heyyyyyyyyy" before they enveloped into a hug.

Once I realized who's voice it was I ran over to him. Uncle Liam was my favorite uncle. He always gave me gifts and treated me like I was the perfect child for him. A couple years back he lost his only daughter so he sees me as a memory of what he lost.

I snaked right into his arms and he gave me the biggest warmest hug I've ever had. He was always known for his extravagant luxuries since he was very successful at the age of 38. I just knew he had something great for me and I cuffed out my hands and closed my eyes and waited.

I was met with silence and an empty hand. I slowly peeked my eyes open and saw a look of confusion in his eyes.

" See I told Liam, you spoil her too much." my dad shook his head and sighed.

My uncle let out a chuckle, " You know you might be right Levi, but if I don't spoil her who will?"

He patted my shoulder and whispered into my ear that he'll give me my gift later and waltzed into the kitchen to greet the ladies.

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It was past ten and I still haven't received my gift yet. The news channel eventually got drowned out by the loud music they started playing. I didn't understand what old people music was so I told my dad that I was going to bed.