Sienna Stone

The snow falls as I stand here and watch from the bedroom window, wrapped in a bed sheet.  My smile grows and a little giggle slips through my lips as my joy seems contagious.  I love snow.

Maybe I'll enjoy it later.

But right now I need to get ready because I need to go to the room where I had the shopping bags put away from those men yesterday. I bought the twins ties which I know isn't the best gift to give but I was never a good gift giver. Nico has two and he may not like one of them...

Now thinking about it, it would be impossible for him to get in. I just wanted him to get out of his grumpy mood because last night before we had our way with each other he told me he doesn't care for the holidays.

And I love holidays.

When I get ready and brush my hair leaving it down for today. I put on a lace-up tie dress, it has a mini a-line skirt with a trendy high slit, lined with mini shorts. The top and bottom are separate. The color is satin red, reminding me of Santa clause red.  Completing the look with my heels that I wore at my wedding and my makeup smokey eyed, blush, and matte sinful red lipstick.

When finished I walk out of the bathroom and bedroom. Walking down the hall to the room where the presents are I pause.

The rooms door is opened...

Once I peek in, I frown in disappointment, "what are yall doing in here!" I shriek seeing the twins standing in the middle of the room, looking in my gift bags. What the hell! "Get out! It's suppose to be a surprise, dammit! Wait, oh my god, no!" I cry out running to snatch the outfit out of Dimitri's hand but he moves out of my reach, "out of every fucking room in this god for saken mansion filled with twenty rooms, yall choose this one?" I'm baffled to say the least, feeling upset.

Don frowns, "sorry, sweetheart."

Sorry my ass as I see Dimitri smile mischievously while eyeing the red fabric in his hand, "I see roleplaying is in place for today."

He has got it all wrong the pervy minded dimwit.

"It is for Nicolai.  He says he doesn't like the holiday and I want to lighten his mood and have fun." I explain face beet red.

"Eh? Well--" Dimitri trails off, face flushing into a pale white. Eyes widening when he looks down at his polished shoes, "that might be a problem already."

"What do you mean?" I ask heated.

The twins look at each other than back to me, looking like children that have been caught in the cookie jar and now in trouble, "Boss man just left out that door a moments ago when you came in, he seen the outfit--"

"No! Cazzo!" I cry whirling around and running out the door before any could say another word. But I heard Don shout from the hallway, "he said he had to leave! You may not catch--"

I run, my heels clicking the hardwood floors as I race to catch up with my husband. Who now knows about my plans--he is running away.

Hastily walking down the stairs I look down at the lobby and see Nicolais suited back limping fast towards the front door as a man opens it for him. His cane beside him as he hobbled quickly when I call out his name, "Nico!" His shoulders tense up to it but he kept on. Bastard.

"Get your limping ass back here!"

He ignores me walking out that door. If steam could come out of my ears it would be right now for how heated I'm getting. He is leaving on Christmas day of all days, "where are you going!?" I shout running out the door, trailing behind him.

The snow is thick as ever while it coats the land before me and the steps, but the ramp looks free of it, so I take the ramp down while Nico has taken the steps down--which slows him down. He looks over his shoulder and yells, "I have business to tend to--wait, Sienna don't take that ramp--"

It was too late.

I guess I didn't think about how the ramp was too cold and ice as coated the path, my heels slide and then my body falls backwards.

Then here I am landing on my ass--hard and unforgiving. Pain shoots up my hip and up my back, "Ow!" I wail as I lay on my back while snow falls down and freckles upon my chilled face.

"Shit! Baby, are you okay?" Nico is now in my line of vision, kneeling beside me. His hands hover over my body as if hesitant to touch anything on my body, "Sienna, look at me, are you hurt? Did you hurt your back--"

No, just my pride, "I'm fine." I grumble still laying on my back. "Just...give me a minute."

"Net, you need to see a doctor now." He utters looking down into my eyes with what looks to be anger, "you are sure pissing me off today--"

"Excuse me? You are the one pissing me off today!" I cut him off, "leaving me on Chirstmas day! How dare you!" I try to get up but he presses me back down by the shoulders.

"Stay down. My men are getting help." He reaches with his palm and rubs my inner thigh soothingly, causing me to shiver by his touch, "I swear Sienna Lionessa how could you be so stupid taking the ramp down while ice is on it. Because you wanted me to wear that outfit?"

My pride and my heart stings to his words, "don't talk to me like that--"

"Stop acting like a child!" He shouts down at me, eyes livid and dark.

My mouth shuts as my eyes struggle to seal my tears in, my bottom lips starts to tremble, "I'm not acting like a child." I whisper lowly, voice shaky.

"Then act right." He says firmly. It was like being slapped on the face to those words. Bringing be back into a past I long want to forget.

"Sienna, act right. Don't be coming out that room until the visitors are gone." Papa orders me.

"Why can't I play with those kids they brought. I saw them out my window." I ask, shyly and demurely.

Papa shakes his head, "you are twelve years old, almost at the age to not act like a child, Sienna. You don't need friends, you have us. Isn't that enough?"

"Oh? Yes, Papa. I just wanted to meet--"

"Now go to your room."

Tears start pooling down my cheeks. Nico looks at the wetness beneath my lashes, his lips frowning and eyes softening. He lifts his fingers down to my cheeks and wipes the offending tears away, "fuck. Darling I shouldn't have--"

I slap his hand away from my face and manage to push him away as I struggle a bit but finally get up off my back and ass before standing up, "go. I don't care anymore. Just...go." I say, voice breathless and croaky..

I wonder if those words truly impacted him because it sure did look like it with the way he flinched and eyes flash.

His grip tightens around the top of his cane when he grabs it from his side, "you don't mean that--"

"Go. It's just a stupid holiday anyway, right? I should act my age." I monotoned.

He still is standing there, eyes searching my face, "I didnt mean for what I said. Truly. I was just angered for how you hurt yourself."

"Before running away and leaving me alone on Christmas? Yeah, sure. It's no biggie, huh." I say carelessly not meeting his eyes anymore, "I'm going back in." I turn around and carefully walk back to the front door.

"Sienna...please see the doctor before--"

"Si, si. Whatever." I wave him off and shut the front door behind me. The warmth of the house touching me and thawing the coldness put from my skin. But the numbing affects stays as I walk back up the stairs and back to my bedroom.

The twins are standing outside of the door where the gift were in, the both frown, "you have us to keep you company. What do you want to do?" Don supplies.

What I want is someone to hold me and tell me everything is okay.

Hmm, "join me in bed and cuddle with me, please."

The twins straighten with flustered gazes, "are you sure?" Dimitri furrows his eyebrows.

I am. Because my now enemy of a husband right now is out for the day and I can't think of anything other than needing comfort. My own husband talked me down just as everyone else did in the past. Even when he says he didn't mean any of it, he still said them out of anger.

Anger can be misplaced easily for caring and worrying but I cannot think of that right now. His words hurt me.

"I'm sure. Come."

The twins follow me into the bedroom. I take off my heels and everything else. I'm only in my bra and thong, not caring if they see me as this way. Why should I? They seen more of me than this.

They take their coats, shoes and put their guns away. Before joining me in bed.

Beneath the sheets warmth settles in and cocoons me in a save haven. Right between two broad men who each spoon me on each side. My back us against Donovon while my chest is against Dimitris. Both their arms finding different parts of my body--thighs, hips, waist.

"Thank you." I mumble before closing my eyes and letting the peace and quiet consume me.

If my husband doesn't grovel or try a better apology than he is toast.

I'll make sure to be an adult about it too.

But what's wrong being a child at heart?

'Because its wrong in this kind of world,' my conscious replies back.