Christmas Evening

"Aron's point of view,"

"Aron, I'm going to an important business meeting, so please stay at your aunt's place tonight."

"Mom, could you please take me with you since I don't want to go to her place?"

I begged my mother to take me along.

"Aron, please stop acting like a child. You are thirteen years old now, so act like it."

She reprimanded me.

"Okay, mom. Please don't send me to her place; I'll stay at home."

I disagreed with her.

"Aron, what's the problem with going there? I don't get why you dispute every time that I have to bring you along; my sister loves you so much that she meets all of your needs."

She gave me a fierce glance.

I clasped my teddy bear and bowed down, unable to articulate precisely why I didn't want to go to her place. Or maybe if I tell her the truth, she won't trust me at all.

My dad hardly ever came home because he was often on business trips. My mother doesn't have time for me either, because she is too preoccupied with her business.

I was eagerly awaiting the Christmas season so that we could spend it together, but my dad told us he would not be able to make it home for the holiday, and my mom was already departing for a tour, so I would be spending Christmas alone.

I have no choice but to go to Aunt Jerry's place, even though I don't want to.

I sat in the car after packing my bag with an unhappy heart.

"Why are you making such an angry face, Aron? I'm worried she'll judge us based on your expression.

It's Christmas, dear, so please enjoy your vacation with your aunt."

Despite my aversion to smiling, my mother insisted that I do so.

"I was waiting for you to come home, Aron, my sweetheart.

Welcome home."

Excitedly, she opened the door.

"Jerry, please take care of my son; I have to go on a business tour urgently." My mom hurriedly hugged her and left without saying goodbye to me.

"I missed you, Aron."

She gave me a cheek kiss.

I was repulsed by her touch.

"I'm exhausted, aunt, and I'd like to take a nap."

Ignoring her, I entered the guest's room.

I spent my whole evening in the closed room. Through the window of my room, I observed kids with their parents and siblings decorating the Christmas tree. Their joyful hearts made me feel even more melancholy.

Why do my parents not love me?

They are so focused on their business that they have neglected their only child. I'm lonely.

My parents change my schools and houses every summer, so I don't have any friends or anyone important to my heart. I have my bunny toy with me as a friend.

When I turned ten, my grandmother got me this stuffed bunny. After that day, this toy became my dearest friend. I confided in him about my deepest emotions, as I had no one else to share them with.

The only person who truly understands me is my grandmother; unfortunately, health complications have also led to her hospital admission.

"Open the door, Aaron. I will bring food for you." Aunt Jerry knocked on my door.

"I'm not hungry at all." I told her a falsehood because I didn't want to open the door.

"Are you all right?

Please open the door." She again knocked on my door.

"I am fine, aunt; please leave me alone." Her persistent knocking on the door annoyed me.

"Aron, I will complain about you to your mom if you do not open the door right away."

When I refused to open the door at her request, she threatened me.

"What do you want?"

I gave her an irritated look as I opened the door.

"Do you not want to taste the food?"

She glanced at my face as if she had not come here to serve food but to herself. Her red nightgown flaunted her flawless form.

"Thank you, Aunty; I will eat the food and clean the dish."

I attempted to get the plate out of her hand.

"Aron, why don't you join me for dinner?"

She grabbed my hand and entered my room.

"I want to be alone."

She shut the door behind her despite my attempts to push her out of my room.

"Please, aunt, just leave me alone."

I closed my eyes to prevent myself from seeing her as she undressed and proudly displayed her nude body.

"Do you not feel anything when you see me?"

She grabbed my hand and wrapped it around her waist.

"No, it is incorrect." I took my hand off of her body right away.

"Kiss me, Aron."

Stretching her leg in front of me, she pressed my face into her vagina.

I didn't want to suck her, but she slapped me and threatened to tell my mom that I had broken her precious flower vase and stolen her money.

Her threats terrified me so much that I felt compelled to suck her pussy, causing her to experience an orgasm in the process.

That evening, I was so overwhelmed by her torture that I fled from her house and went back to mine.

I heard sounds emanating from my mother's bedroom as I leaped through the window into my home.

I moved in her direction and peered through the room's lockhole to see the scene inside.

A man was fucking my mom, and her moans echoed in the room. I can't believe my eyes. My mom lied to me. On Christmas, she left me alone so she could spend time with a man.

An intense desire can drive a guy to extreme lengths.

After my mother deceived me, I not only lost all of my emotions but also my innocence. I went back to live with Aunt Jerry at her house. I never went back to see my mother again.

I experienced a sense of time travel, slumbering alongside my beloved rabbit toy. I clung to my toy even tighter, but this time, I didn't feel its comforting touch.

My toy is missing. Where is it?

Startled, I opened my eyes.

I realized that all of my prior memories had drawn me back.

But where is Sara?

I had mistaken her body for a plush toy.

"Where are you, Sara?"

I looked everywhere in the house for her, but she wasn't there.

Did she flee?

No, no, she can't leave me.

The thought of parting with her terrified me.

I desire her close by so that I can peacefully fall asleep while cuddling. Without her, I felt like a lost puppy.

I went looking for her in the backyard and discovered her soundly dozing beneath the oak tree.

I laid down on her side and gave her a firm hug. I fell asleep gently, feeling the cool oak tree air and her warmth.