Thanksgiving.

"Chaniëlle sit down and stop acting so crazy!" Says my mom.

I've been jumping around and cracking jokes since morning, while the others are preparing everything for tonight.

I was going to stuff the turkey, but decorating looked like it had more fun. So my mom and Megan's aunt did the stuffing.
She and Chris' aunt are helping my mom and Cordelia out in the kitchen.

Chris and Megan are on the rooftop, busy with the decoration and me.......

Well I'm just walking around and checking if everything is going as good as it should go. Plus I'm spreading the positivity and the good humor. After helping with the decorations for a while I got bored.

"Get out of the kitchen. You're disturbing us. Go make yourself useful!" Aunt Mary says, pushing me out of the kitchen.

"Fine! I was just trying to help by checking on you guys. You know what I mean?"

"No Belle, we have no clue what you mean. You'd be helping us a lot more if you went outside and let us work in peace" Alicia says. She's Chris' aunt.

"My name is Chaniëlle and not Belle!" I yell and walk out of the kitchen before she says anything else.

When I was younger I believed I was princess Belle from 'Belle and the Beast'. I told everyone my name was Belle. She's the only person who still calls me that.

I walk out of the house and go into our garden.

If they don't want my entertainment I will stay away from them. I won't bother them anymore. I'll just sit here, between the red roses......all alone.

Five minutes go by and it feels like I've been sitting here for hours.

Who am I kidding?? I'm bored and I'm going back inside. My energy level is too high to just sit here.

Maybe I should go and help Chris and Megan out with the decorations.

Yeah I'll do just that.

After I sort of helped with the decorating and setting the table, it's already 3:00 pm.

There is so much food. Enough to feed thirty hungry people.

We all finish up and then we go get dressed.

I'm wearing a white dress that goes up till my mid tights. It shows of my body perfectly, even though that wasn't my intention. I brush my hair and just leave it for what it is, cause I don't know exactly what to do with it. I then apply some mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss.

I put on my white pumps and go downstairs.

When I walk into the room Chris is the only one there and his eyes scan me from head to toe, before he makes eye contact with me. He has this look in his eye I can't quite name, but it makes me feel warm on the inside.

He's wearing an all white outfit. The shirt has long sleeves with tiny holes all over, that makes me see a little of what is underneath it. His hair looks so sexy, even tho it's kinda messy and I know that he didn't do anything to make it look good. It sounds simple, but simple is the last thing it looks on Chris. His body sure is a blessing.

He takes a few steps toward me and kisses me on my cheek.

"You look gorgeous" he whispers, putting his hand around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

"Thanks. I love the white shirt" I smile at him and put my hand on his chest.

With my heals on I'm nearly as tall as he is.

"Get a room!" Megan shouts starling me. I immediately take my hands from Chris' chest and he let's go of me.

"What are you wearing?" I ask her.

She wearing a pair of ripped jeans, an oversized shirt and her black boots.

"Duuh, clothes" she shrugs.

"Na-ah not happening. I kinda knew you were going to do something like this, so I left you something on my bed. Now move and please dry your hair" I tell her.

She rolls her eyes and smiles while walking toward my room. I bought her a blue dress yesterday and matching heals. I put them on my bed for her along with some jewelry.

I like buying her clothes, because unlike most people she's very appreciative of every little thing you get her. The spark of happiness in her eyes makes me feel good.

After a while we're all having some whine while waiting for our guests.

Some minutes later the bell rings and I rush to the door. When I open it I scream out of happiness. Aunt Amelia, my father's younger sister is here. She my favorite aunt and the only sibling my father had. She's also the only person in my dad's family that didn't abandon my mom and I when dad died. So she's practically the only one I know, since my grandparents are no more and my grandfather was an only child.

I'm so exited to see her and I hug her so tight, she can't breath.

After aunt Amelia, Megan's cousins arrive with a cab.

Then it was Eldridge and his daughter's turn. I introduced him to everyone as a friend. My mom didn't know he had a daughter, because I completely forgot to tell her about it.
Her name is Drew and she is adorable. Her curls are amazing.

And finally Mr Wongso arrived. I was a little busy with Drew, so my mom opened the door.

I think she was nervous about having her colleague over, just like that. She didn't seem to know how to welcome him and she stuttered a little.
He brought a bottle of champagne with him and trust me that stuff is good shit.

We went to the rooftop to eat and we all ate and drank as much as we could. There was a little music in the background to lighten the mood.

Now we're all seated on the floor and were sharing story's from our pasts and telling jokes. Nobody is ready to go home yet. Drew and Megan's cousins are doing their kids stuff.

Everyone seems to be having fun, even Eldridge and Mr Wongso didn't have a hard time in fitting in.

At this point I think everybody has had too much wine. Even I am feeling very, very light headed.

I doubt aunt Amelia will make it home if she drives, because she's totally drunk.

I don't really understand what they're talking about, but I think it's something funny so I keep laughing and giggling.

I get up and go to the bathroom, cause I eagerly need to pee.

When I emerge I see Eldridge standing there. I think he was on the phone.

"Hey" I chuckle.

"What are you doing here" he asks.

"I came here....to.... PEE!" I whisper the first words and shout the last one.

"Okay let's get you back"

"How are you going to do that? You're drunk" I laugh.

"No I'm not. You're the one who's drunk". He puts his arm around my waist to keep me from falling, cause I'm kind of walking like a duck. I giggle at my thoughts.

"Oh I'm not drunk either. I'm just a little high. Can you prove it? That you're not drunk"

"Yes"

"Oh. oki-doki" I giggle.

"Can you prove you're not drunk Chaniëlle?"

"Yes, I can. I just don't know how" I pout.

"I do. I know how you can prove it"

"Really?How?"

"Like this"

He puts his hand on my cheek and before I know it, his lips are on mine and he's kissing me.

And I am kissing him back!

I couldn't stop myself, because the alcohol had me under its control. Besides his lips are nice to kiss.

Even though the kiss was so good, I still felt like I was doing something wrong. Like something wasn't right. Like this shouldn't be happening.

When we break the kiss, he leans hiss forehead onto mine and whispers "if you're not really drunk, you'll remember this tomorrow"

I just nod, cause I can't think of an answer and I still have this strange feeling inside.
When we turn around to continue walking, my eyes immediately meet Chris'.

He just apologizes for interrupting us, which he didn't really do, and then walks away as if nothing happened.

That strange feeling I felt seconds ago becomes worse when I watch him walk away.

My head is too clouded to think straight, so I don't bother.

***

It's nearly 3AM and my mom has offered all our guests a room to spend the rest of the night, to avoid any grief.

I've been laying on my bed for half an hour now and I can't sleep. I get up and walk up to Chris' room.

I knock lightly and the door flies open immediately, as if he was waiting for someone to knock.

"I can't sleep" I say and he opens his door further, so I can get in.

I walk in and get on his bed. It looks untouched. I bet he wasn't in bed before I came here.

"You need sleep. Come here" I stick my hand out to him.

He shakes his head as if clearing his mind of something and climbs into bed.

I turn to face him and he pulls me closer so I can lay my head on his chest.

He kisses my forehead and whispers "sweet dreams Yelle"

A few seconds later I fall asleep.