TWELVE

Jeramaine's POV

Winter seems like it's going to start sooner than I had expected and the thought of spending Christmas alone again made me stare up at the ceiling longer than usual. The cold wind brushing against my bare chest, I ignored hoping the chilling stab could rid me of this heartbreak that was still unbearable because every time I wake up, the first thing that I think of is Oriana. Before we broke up, since we literally just have each other, we would celebrate Christmas here, in my apartment, just the two of us and that was enough for us, because we didn't need anyone else to feel like we have the world in our hands. We were happy just being together. Christmas is coming in a couple of weeks and the house is a mess and the tree isn't even up yet. But what's the point. It has always……