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Hi everybody! Sorry this took forever to update. I KNEW GLENN WAS ALIVE! Also, NOT HAPPY ABOUT THE RESSIE/JESSICK KISS! SHE IS SO WRONG FOR HIM! Moving on, I want to address something crucial:
As some of you may know, for the past almost two weeks I have been targeted by trolls, one in particularly named Libby Putney (and who I'm assuming is also her in disguise since she's choosing to hide behind being a "guest"). Needless to say that I, along with a lot of other Walking Dead writers (and a couple from the Arthur fandom) have also become the subjects of scrutiny and our stories have been reported in the Eliminator's Forum for having mature sexual content. Please watch out for this group! They are relentless cyber bullies that have been constantly harassing writers with threats of story removal and/or site suspension, a couple kids have even been driven to suicide thanks to these monsters.
To my fellow writers, in the words of Kimmy Schmidt, we can either curl up in a ball and die or we can stand up and say "We're different! We're the strong ones and you can't break us!" If we're going to be taken down, then they might as well take off the other MA stories that more than half of this site consists of (Yeah, yeah sue me. I know I ended my sentence in a preposition). In the tragic event that this does happen to my stories, I am also on AdultFanFiction, Walking Dead FanFiction, Wattpad and Archive of our Own. To Libby Putney, I am sorry that you were treated poorly on this site before, but if you truly enjoy writing and are good at it, you should't let that stop you. You should turn this into something cathartic, pour your emotions out in your writing instead of acting like an apathetic dictator and if you really want to go after people that break the rules, please come and sit by the stop sign at the end of my street! People driving fail to stop and THAT'S A BROKEN RULE that HAS significance, especially in comparison to what insights you.
Thank you so much to my loyal fans! I wanna give a special shout out to 6980085LMFAO, Headwalkerz, Joshua the Terminian, pen123, Prettyprincess45, and SilverSun09. Thank you to Cherry as well and the other guest encouraging me to keep writing. Please check out their stories, because they are freaking awesome! I tried to tone down the content with this chapter, also keep in mind that Gareth has made quite the fortune working for Woodbury, henceforth why he's a yuppie or "yipster" in my case ;P Enjoy!
Chapter Forty Four: Not So Glad Tidings, Part Two
GARETH
"I want to hear you talk dirty, Gareth." Melody stopped, looking up at me.
"What? Why?"
"I don't know, I just want it and get nasty. Grab my hair, tell me how I'm The Governor's little whore daughter. I'm a naughty, naughty girl."
While this was all very hot, it had me incredibly paranoid. My body stiffened and breaking out in a sweat, I kept worrying that at any moment my worst nightmare would come true. One minute I'm getting a blowjob and the next my story is on 1,001 Ways To Die, "Daddy Hacks Boyfriend's Head Off".
"Melody, I think we should go. This isn't right. What if we get caught?"
She smiled wickedly. "I hope we do." Melody ran her hands up my stomach through the inside of my shirt, her nails lightly racking my skin as she bobbed her head up and down.
"At the same time, you know I can't resist you." Unable to believe what I was about to do, I grabbed Melody by the back of the head, thrusting myself into her face. Lust was winning over logic, and right now I was slowly starting to not care. "Yeah, you like that, don't you? The Governor certainly has a dirty little slut for a daughter, doesn't he?"
"Mmhmm." She muffled a reply the best she could.
"Don't talk." I shoved her on me further, noticing my voice had a dark, husky tone to it. While a part of me was appalled, this was also quite tantalizing. Who knew that porn talk could be so effing hot? "I'm close, you sexy pair of tits on legs. You're not going to be able to handle it. I'm going to explode all over your face, what would Daddy have to say about that?"
Melody pulled back. "No, I don't want you to yet. I want to do what we did in Vegas."
I froze, feeling a bit in denial. "Are you sure? But last time-"
"No, I want to. Hot Lips, we're gonna wreck this place!" She jumped up, wrapping her arms and legs around me as she crashed her lips on mine. Melody pulled back, her fingers entangled in my hair before kissing my neck. "Take me to their bedroom. It's down the hall."
Pulling my pants up the best I could, I kissed her back with the same amount of heat, nearly stumbling down the hall until getting to the master bedroom. Once we were inside, Melody hopped off of me and pushed the straps off her empire waisted red cocktail dress until it was on the floor. She was wearing a solid red bra with matching panties, proving that it wasn't possible for her to get any sexier as my pants tightened and my mouth went dry.
"Gareth," Melody reached her hand down the front of my boxers, stroking me gently. "fuck me in my daddy's bed. Backdoor the California Governor's daughter."
I was powerless to her sexual advances, my loins aching to be inside this fiery vixen, who was mine and nobody else's. "Of course, how else will you learn?" I picked Melody up, throwing her on the bed and flipping her over on all fours. "You need to be reprimanded for being such a naughty, naughty girl." Shoving my pants down, I grabbed her hips and positioned myself behind her.
Melody leaned forward and arched her back up. "Yes, punish me, punish California's little princess."
"See? I told you it would be better than the first time." I zipped up my fly, watching Melody fix her hair in Lilly's bathroom. Philip's three polished mahogany watch cases caught my eye, I couldn't help by look inside. They held the Cadillacs of watches. Rolex, Cartier, Patek Phillipe. Silver, gold, platinum, black faces, blue faces, diamond dials, ruby dials, this was a collection of kings. "Your dad has an outstanding watch collection."
"I'm still getting used to doing that, but I can understand the allure." She leaned over on the countertop, slowly applying lipstick.
"Well, until you came along, I had only done it once and never thought about doing it again."
"I didn't think I'd ever do it at all, all the begging was off putting, but I want to do everything with you." Melody turned around, giving me a heart melting smile.
"As I with you."
"I'm not sure what's more shocking, the fact that Beth did it at all or that she did it before me."
"Beth did anal?!"
"I told you she was a freak in the bedroom!"
"You both are, but with her I never would have guessed. Maggie, definitely, Glenn told me as such, but not Beth. What would Hershel say?" I smirked, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, God. I never thought about that. He'd probably lose his head." She grabbed my hand, leading me out of Philip and Lily's bedroom, something of a sashay in her step. "Come on, we should get back downstairs."
"You got it, pretty girl." I pinched her butt on the way out, making her squeal and pull me in for a steamy kiss. "You are so sexy." I whispered in her ear. "I'm counting down the minutes until I can take you home and peel off your clothing with my teeth."
"Wow." She looked down, her face turning red as her shy side crept out. "You keep talking like that I'll have to have you right now... Again."
"I plan on holding you to that."
"Sure thing." We continued walking out of the room. "Honestly, I don't think any father would want to know about his daughter doing that."
"Oh, but he's about to find out."
We looked over to see Ben standing by the linen closet, something of a smirk on his face.
Melody tensed up. "How long have you been standing there for?"
"Long enough to get quite the show. You're pretty ballsy to do that in Daddy's bed, I can't even begin to imagine what he'll have to say about that."
"Ben-"
Melody let go of my hand, almost flying the short distance over and clasped her hands around Ben's neck, gripping him tightly.
"Listen, you flaccid jerk. You're just jealous because Gareth doesn't have the problem you have. I don't know what you and our dads are up to, but it's not going to work. If you so much as utter a word of this, I will shove my foot so far up your ass that my big toe will come out your nose. Do you understand me?!" She practically had Ben lifted off the ground, who was gasping for air trying to pry her fingers off of his neck.
"Yeah, yeah, I promise." He choked out. "Please, put me down!"
"Melody, he's not worth it." I placed my hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down. While I had seen her angry before, this was the first time she was truly livid, I could have sworn I saw steam coming out of her ears. "Let's just go."
After another tight choke, she flew her hands up, making him fall to the ground.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Ben. I was a good fiancé to you and this is how you show your gratitude?! I would never do this, no matter how much I can't stand you!" She grabbed my hand and stormed down the stairs.
"Are you ok?"
Melody stopped to take a couple deep breaths. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry you had to see that side of me, even though you've seen it all."
"Are you kidding me? That was freaking awesome, babe! My girlfriend the superhero is more like it."
AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER
MELODY
"This country won't be doing any favors by approving anything when the illegal aliens will just try to reap the benefits. It's a simple solution, get registered to be a citizen of this country and contribute to society like the rest of us have."
"Philip, what is wrong with you?" Uncle Ed asked. "You think that people who make more money should pay higher taxes but you are for marriage equality?"
My father nodded. "While there are those that are against it, it's becoming the norm in society and it can't be changed. Might as well tolerate it than lose more hair trying to fight its existence."
I silently sipped my tea, watching my family of assholes. This evening had turned into a round table political discussion with every single capitalist right winged opinion and solution. It was hard enough to even keep my food down, I was quite on edge. All I wanted was to get the hell out of here and away from all of them.
"So Gareth, where did you go to school?" asked my cousin Austin, Brian and Jocelyn's son.
"American Academy of Art back in San Francisco. My degree is actually in graphic design with my minor being in business and marketing."
"Don't you think you're depriving somebody more qualified of a job? I mean, it was only your minor." Uncle Brian stated.
Gareth shrugged. "I don't think so, it was minor enough to land a deal with Disney and the upcoming cover of Forbes, so it's paid off pretty well."
My other cousin Joshua Lee, Sarah and Edward's son, scoffed. "That's good, but aren't you worried they'll pull it after Melody's recent exposure? I can't imagine they'd want to write about somebody dating a girl working in the porn industry."
Before Gareth could reply, I spoke up. "Enlighten me, JL, how is that relevant? I'm behind the scenes and that's it."
"It doesn't matter, you still are associating with unworthy people that are committing sins on film. Porn is pure adultery, as is your friend Rosita. Do you even know anything about those Dixon brothers?"
I rolled my eyes, annoyed at his arrogance. "She wasn't the only person to fool around with him, she just came forward first. Rosita may be a bit lascivious, but she's a good person who made a regretful mistake. Nobody is perfect, need I remind you about the few you've made?" Joshua had been arrested for a DUI and drug possession, not to mention being discharged from the army for shooting his big mouth off to his lieutenants. His embarrassment made me inwardly smile. "They're all good people who just happen to enjoy sex more than others. Merle and Daryl saved my life and they've even helped revolutionize the adult entertainment industry with having the condom law passed. I'm not my job but I am my career, which is a special effects and beauty makeup artist."
Aunt Jocelyn chimed in next. "Melody, you have to think of it this way: In what way are you making your mark on the world? Will your carbon blue print be remembered once you're gone? Look at the accomplishments of your cousins, your's greatly pale in comparison to their's. Is your work ending poverty or starvation? It seems rather frivolous if you ask me."
"It isn't, it's art. I'm creating something."
"All I'm saying is you're a Blake, a lot is expected. Don't put that name to shame by further making yourself out to be a cretin."
"How am I a cretin, Aunt Jocelyn?"
"By not achieving anything of any substance. Why can't you be more like your sister Lori?"
"You mean a stay at home mom and housewife? I'm pursuing my dreams, and while she wasn't able to, she did find an alternative in choreography, which I help with as well. Forgive me but I fail to see where you've presented a valid point in this discussion."
I dug my fingernails into Gareth's palm so deep he could feel the outline of each one. Once I felt the contact I let go, but he grabbed my hand again anyway, locking his fingers over mine.
My dad cleared his throat. "As much as I hate to disrupt this lovely conversation, I have an announcement to make."
The table grew silent as we looked over at him.
"After much thought, consideration and deep discussions with my council, I've decided that I will be officially changing my political party and running for President in 2016."
Everybody else nodded in approval with Grandpa Blake giving his son a hearty pat and shoulder clasp. "I couldn't be prouder of you, my boy!"
"You've got to be kidding me, right?"
Once again, the room became silent with everybody looking over at me, baffled.
"Excuse me?" Aunt Sarah asked.
"Wait, I know this is a joke. Did Punk'd get renewed again or should I just sit here until Mayim Bialick comes out and says "Smile, you're on Candid Camera!"?
Lilly smiled politely. "I'm sure we don't understand what you're saying."
"You don't think your father would make a good president?" Allen asked, to which I shook my head.
"No! Of course not."
"Why not?" Donna was next, and I knew I had thrown myself to the wolves at this point.
"I'm not saying he's not smart enough, because he absolutely is. In fact, I think he'd be able to fix the economy and provide more jobs, probably figure out the whole health care mess also."
"What are you trying to say, Melody?" Dad glared at me from the other end of the table while sipping his scotch, the darkness taking over. "It's a done deal and nothing you say will convince me otherwise. Tom and Mel are already planning fundraisers in my honor."
"Oh Jesus, the wacko Scientologist and the cocky anti-Semite? You'll be having Jew haters off their meds running rampant in the streets. What I'm trying to say, Daddy, is that you have no heart, no soul, and absolutely zero compassion. You don't care at all about the people in this state let alone this country, you only do anything positive to make yourself look good. You're all for marriage equality yet Grandpa acts like Gareth is a murderer because he happens to have two lesbian mothers."
Grandma Rose held a finger up. "And a child out of wedlock, dear. The girl is adorable, but let's face it, she's a bastard. Wouldn't you rather be with a pure boy like Ben?"
"One without a stained soul?" Grandpa piped up.
I ignored their asinine comments and remained focused on my dad. "I mean, you let me be virtually homeless, how are you going to help the public?"
Ben snorted. "You liberals, you think you own the world or something."
All my father did was smile wickedly. "I didn't let you go homeless, just like I didn't steal your money, you can thank your mother for that one."
My anger was through the roof, and the kids playing in the next room was the only thing preventing me from grabbing the sharpest knife on the table and stabbing him in the eye so the patch would be permanent.
"What is your problem? Do you know that Mom never says a bad word about you? She's always trying to pump you up so I can see your good qualities, and you tear both of us down every chance you get."
My mother was a saint, the best wife she could be to him and my father totally took her for granted. She stayed married to him for longer than she should have, enduring almost daily abuse, all for my benefit, not wanting to put me through any more trauma in my little life.
Dad pulled a cigarette out of the holder from his pocket, lighting up. "Melody, your biggest problem is that you're afraid of the truth. If you want to be coddled, I suggest you give your new daddy Merle a call."
It's official, he's the most apathetic, cruel minded person to ever walk the earth. Sometimes I feared it would eventually rub off on me. "While we're speaking the truth, if you were elected into office, it would be like having Tywin Lannister as the President. This country would be doomed."
"Who?"
Gareth cleared his throat. "He's an antagonist on Game of Thrones, sir."
"Game of what?" My cousin Cal, Brian and Jocelyn's second son, asked, looking at his wife and the others.
Dad rolled his eyes. "Jesus Christ, Melody. How many times have I told you not to make the pop culture references? You're too pinheaded to see that I will make an outstanding president."
"No, I'm not. I'm just not a vain and heartless Republican like the rest of you are who think that everybody who isn't on the same level is beneath you. I'm sorry to have disrupted this evening, but I'm not going to continue to stay where I am clearly not wanted, where we are clearly not wanted. Come on, Gareth. We're leaving." I stood up and walked off, grabbing my purse and coat before heading for the door.
"Melody!" Meghan shouted, running after me with Penny behind her, both of them hugging my legs and waist.
"Why are you leaving?" Penny asked. "You're going to miss opening presents!"
I bit my lip, trying to hold back the tears. "Gareth and I have to take Autumn Montana to her mother's." I didn't have the heart to tell them I was leaving because our father was a royal jackass. They were still young and naive to how Philip Blake really was, and what was frightening was that they may never see this side of him.
"We'll see you next month, right?"
I nodded. "Of course you will, Penny Lane, at the Red Cross Ball. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, my darlings. I love you, MegTan and Penny Dreadful." I stuck my tongue out and pulled the skin under my eye lid down, with my sisters doing the same.
"Good bye, MarshMello."
Once we said our goodbyes, I walked out and threw myself in the car, Gareth and Autumn Montana behind me. Holding back the tears, for everything good in my life was the reminder that just because somebody shares blood and a name with you doesn't mean they're truly family. No matter what, my children will never know such pain.
GARETH
"Gareth, Melody, wait."
As I was buckling Autumn Montana into her car seat, I looked over to see Philip had come outside with two bags of presents in his hand.
Melody opened her door. "My mind is made up, Dad. I'm gone."
"I know, but I didn't want you to leave without your presents." He placed them at her feet before leaning in and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Merry Christmas, Melody."
"Mmhmm, same to you, Father." She turned the radio on to prevent him from speaking further. Philip closed the car door and motioned to me. "I want to talk to you for a second, Gareth."
"Ok." I closed Autumn Montana's door and walked over to the garage. What could he possibly have to say to me? This night has turned out pretty ghastly and like Mel, I wanted to get the hell out of Oz. "Yes, sir?"
"I'm just going to cut to the chase, no reason to beat around the bush. My daughter has changed since meeting you, not necessarily for the better, and it's starting to have an effect on me as well."
I raised an eyebrow, confused. "Excuse me?"
"Are you aware of the power and wealth I possess? With the snap of my fingers I could ruin you, destroy everything you've worked for, but I admire your tenacity and the fact you didn't rely on handouts to get where you are today. You work your ass off, kid. I'll give you that and that alone."
"What are you trying to say?"
"What I'm saying is that my daughter will end up with Ben, not you, and I'm going to do whatever it takes to make that happen. I'm a very rich man, Gareth." The Governor gave me a maniacal smile.
I stared at him, completely knocked for six. This situation could ideally be expected... in a movie, not in the real world. Philip really must have had a screw loose to even think I'd take his offer seriously.
"Listen, Philip. I want to say I understand where you're coming from, but I don't. Melody wasn't happy with Ben, she is with me. I know I'm good for her just like she's been good for me. There's nothing in the world that would ever drive me away. I'm in love with your daughter, Governor. I love her with everything I am, my entire character and being."
Despite my declaration, his persistence was unwavering. "Perhaps you didn't hear me: Dump Melody and you'll be taken care of for the rest of your days. You, your two mothers and siblings, even your daughter. It wouldn't be good to have somebody of Melody's mental maturity around your young daughter. Why won't you even consider this? You'd be foolish not to accept. Name your price and I'll make out the check, Gareth."
"Then maybe I am a fool, because my feelings can't be bought, the love we share is priceless. I do hope one day that you'll accept our relationship and mend your own relationship with Melody, but I won't hold my breath. Have a Merry Christmas."
I walked off, still in shock that he would stoop this low. Why was he so controlling and manipulative? I would never be like this to my daughter if she was truly happy. At this point, I'm convinced that Philip is a sociopath.
"What did he want?" Melody asked once I got in the car.
"He told me to have a nice night and to make sure to get you home safely, he sends his love and hopes you feel better soon."
"Ha! And he couldn't say it himself why? So typical to have somebody else do his dirty work." She shook her head before looking down at her phone, where I saw she was FaceTiming with Tara. "Girl, you will not believe the night I had. I'm relieved you answered. Grab your girl, she needs to hear this, too."
While she reiterated the night to Tara and Aleisha as I drove, Autumn Montana preoccupied in the backseat, I swore to myself that I would never tell Melody what Philip actually said, it would break her heart like it's already breaking mine.
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"Oh, God, Gareth, I've never felt any man this deep before. At this angle, we could probably make a baby right now."
"Mmm, we totally would. I love how flexible you are, Melody. Next time we should bring a couple of your girlfriends in on this."
"Yeah, right. I could outdo them at this in my sleep. Besides, that's like saying we should bring in your brother and friends."
"What can I say? There's something about a bunch of girls tangled up that's kind of sexy."
"I'm about to show you tangled up. Left hand blue."
"Whoa!"
I lost my balance, ending the contortioned position we were in and fell flat on the Twister board, laughing. "Are you ok?"
Melody nodded, running her fingers through the back of my hair. "Mmmhmm, I'm great. Twenty five minutes, that's gotta be a Twister world record."
"I think so, too."
After we dropped Autumn Montana off at Theresa and Sam's, I could tell Melody was stressed. As her boyfriend, I took it upon myself to cheer my girl up. For the past few hours, we had been watching Christmas movies in the family room, lit by the Christmas tree and a blazing fire, pigging out on holiday cookies and hot chocolate in our pajamas. I think it definitely lifted her spirits.
"Wow, what a freaking night. With the exception of my sisters, if I never saw the rest of my dad's family again, I wouldn't complain." Melody sat up, grabbing some more mini marshmallows and putting them in our hot chocolate.
"I know I always try to find the positive in everything, but I really can't with this one. You don't need them, you have all of us, but they'll regret the way they treated you. It's hard to believe you and your sisters are such sweethearts compared to the rest of the family."
"Tell me about it. Can you believe my dad is going to run for president?"
"No, I can't. You were spot on saying Tywin Lannister, but with your father it would be like an older Joffrey Baratheon, too. By the way, how does he know Tom Cruise and Mel Gibson?"
"He's California Governor, he knows everybody, but he actually met them in flight school years before he was in office. Hey, open up the rest of your presents before we watch Home Alone. We should have started with that one, I forgot how The Family Stone and The Holiday always manage to make me cry, but I love them so much."
"They're pretty good, but Christmas Vacation definitely lightened the mood."
"So did While You Were Sleeping, it made my heart soar.
"Don't you think we should wait until tomorrow to finish the presents?"
"I think it's fun that we're doing it at night, then we can sleep in tomorrow before we go to your moms'. I should tell you, you're not the easiest person to shop for." Melody pulled out two boxes from underneath the tree. "It's like what do I get for the man that has everything?"
So far she had given me a hot pink Gucci tie, a Dolce and Gabbana leather belt, some clothes, Wall Street Martini and The Supertini, which were two of Michael Godard's famed olive paintings, a bottle of my favorite cologne, the deluxe James Bond DVD box set, a few Harry Potter Funko Pop figurines and a photo book of pictures she had taken of Autumn Montana and the two of us, the former being with Theresa's help.
"I could say the same for you, princess."
"Not even! I'm over the moon and completely spoiled if I might add. How the hell did you get an Hermes Birkin bag?! The wait list for one is almost as long as the wait list for Club 33! My mom and Lori have been on that list I couldn't even tell you how long." She pulled out the sky blue leather tote, marveling at it.
"That one was a piece of cake, they're a new client of ours and gave us our pick since we did such a fantastic job with their winter ads. Your mom and sister will be getting one, too."
"Well, it's gorgeous, I've always dreamed of having one of these. I want to be too proud to accept all this, but that's not real so I'm not going to. Thank you!" She flew into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and covering my entire face in kisses.
"I wouldn't let you take any of it back. It's been a hard year and you deserve it. You're my lady, I have to treat you right." Some would say that considering how much money I had spent on Melody's birthday that Christmas was a little excessive. In addition to the Birkin bag, I had gotten her a mint green Chanel wallet, the Sephora Color Daze Blockbuster makeup kit, some new lenses for her SLR camera, coffee table books from her Amazon wish list, new UGG slippers, Christian Louboutin boots, discontinued Sailor Moon dolls and a Thomas Kinkade Disney painting of Beauty and the Beast, one of the last before he died. All she got from Philip's family were clothes that were too small and out of style, some gift cards and a check to buy her new laptop which wasn't even enough.
"And the same goes for you. Now, open your presents!" She sat back, shoving the last two boxes towards me.
"Alright, alright I will." I tore the wrapping paper off the first box, revealing a dark blue mini refrigerator in the shape of the Tardis from Doctor Who. "Where did you find this? It's awesome!"
"Remember I kept complaining my ass hurt after Black Friday? It was from wrestling some cracked out soccer mom to get this, she got an easy shot and pushed me. Luckily, the owner ordered me a new one. I figured you could put it in your room so you don't have to keep going back and forth to get ice cream for us late at night, or maybe you could put it in your office at the new house?"
"Ha, you're too cute. I love it."
"Did I ever mention that the Tenth Doctor is actually pretty sexy? He kind of looks like you, maybe I'll have to start watching now."
"He's kind of a spaz, so you think I'm a spaz?"
"No, I think you're sexy." She winked at me. "That and it's more believable that you'd look like David Tennant than Josh Hutcherson. I don't know what my sister was thinking."
"It's definitely a new one, I'll give her that."
"You think I'm all over you now, I wouldn't be able to ever let you leave the house if you really looked like Josh Hutcherson. Oh, my god, he is SO FREAKING CUTE AND ADORABLE I CAN'T STAND IT! That face!"
"Want me to give you two a minute?"
Melody shoved my shoulder. "Pfft, no! I'd never leave you, for any man. Now open your last present. This was actually meant for your birthday, but I figured it would be better for Christmas since your birthday present was so huge."
Once the paper was off, I was in awe over the present, which was a Louisville Slugger baseball bat in a glass case signed by Willie Mays, one of the greatest baseball players of all time who was a member of the San Francisco Giants. "When... How?"
"When I asked for the Babe Ruth baseball bat for Aiden's family, I asked for this one, too. I remember my dad winning it at the spring silent auction when I was in third grade. He claims he was going to sell his collectors items, but who knows? All I knew was that I wanted to give this to you."
"I'm touched, Melody, I really am." I smiled, giving her a hug and taking the opportunity to reach across to the Christmas tree, pulling out a box. "I almost forgot about this."
"Another present for me?"
"I actually made this, don't make fun, I'm a little rusty and Alex helped a bit."
She laughed. "I would never make fun of you."
I watched her rip the wrapping paper off and open the box, pulling out the snow globe. The last time I made a snow globe was for Theresa and it ended up getting thrown at my head when we broke up, smashing to smithereens and resulting in three stitches behind my left ear.
The snow globe was two figurines of what was supposed to be me and Melody kissing on the pier, her foot popped up, two painted dolphins inside the glass shaped into a heart.
"You made this?"
I nodded. "Yep, it was something that I picked up from Dale, he said I was a natural. How do you think Goober is in as great of shape as he's in? I had to do a few restorations on him over the years. Here," I wound up the bottom before handing it back to her. "it plays "I Knew I Loved You" by Savage Garden. The figurines are us on our first date, it's our first kiss. See the dolphins?"
Melody giggled, happy tears falling. "It's so beautiful! This is the most romantic gift I've ever gotten in my life, I'll treasure it forever." She pressed her lips to mine, her tears landing on my face as we sweetly kissed.
"I love you so damn much." I whispered in her hair, holding her to me.
"I love you, too, Gareth. Merry Christmas."
So far, this had been one of the best Christmases I ever had. Presents didn't matter with the love I felt all around me.
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