Well, isn't this fucking fantastic? It's December 23rd and I'm still in this damn unit. I don't want to spend my Christmas in this god forsaken place! To make matters even worse, Lexi's not going to be here. She's going to be spending Hanukkah with her family or some shit. Wow, now that I think about it, I sound like a major asshole. Let me rephrase that. It's cool that she gets to spend her holiday with her family, but I wish that we could be together instead of me being stuck in this hellhole. I mean, she'll be back in a couple of days. It's not like she's getting discharged. She's just on a pass, but that doesn't make it any less difficult for me. Yeah, you can probably tell that I tend to think a bit selfishly sometimes. Then again, I feel like I have the right to think like that every once in a while. My therapist says it's normal, so I'll trust him on that. Man, I'm gonna fucking miss Lexi. This'll be one of the few times we've spent a holiday away from each other. Truth is, we knew each other long before this unit. I'd love to go into detail about it-... Wait, no I wouldn't.
It's kinda weird... I'm going to be spending the holidays here, but honestly, I really don't even mind. It's not like my family would want me back in their lives anyway... Whatever. I have Jason and Cas. They're the only family I need...
Wow. Can't believe I'm spending Christmas in the unit... I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the people in here. Most of them, anyway. Nick and I were talking about asking the nurses to bring cookies for the unit, which could be fun. Maybe it would brighten the mood a little. Heh, Nick was actually the one with the idea. I just agreed with him. I like that about him. He's quick witted and always has a new idea for something. Heh... Yeah... He's pretty neat...
Maybe I shouldn't go... I don't want to leave Mason alone... But I wanna see my family... Mason needs me, though... And to be honest I need him too. This'll be one of the first holidays that we don't spend together... I remember one of the holidays... New Year's Eve five years ago... We were both around 14 years old...
Mason jumped nearly a foot into the air when he heard the insult right outside his window. He turned around and smiled when he saw Lexi's face pressed against the window.
"What'dya want, buttmunch?" Mason asked, giving her a small smile as he pulled the window open.
Lexi sighed and rolled her eyes, but smiled back.
"To give you THIS, dummy!" She handed him a small box wrapped closed with a green ribbon.
"Well, I'll be damned, Lexi," Mason said as he held the box in his massive paw. "You got me a present this year instead of throwing a piece of cake at my window."
"That was ONE time!" Lexi exclaimed, sitting on his windowsill.
He let out a small chuckle and reached over to grab a medium sized, sloppily wrapped box off of his messy desk. "Whatever. Here ya go, cotton tail."
She smirked and took it from him. "Wow. You've really outdone yourself with this wrapping paper" She said sarcastically.
"Yeah, yeah. Just open it, loser."
They both opened their presents at the same time. Lexi held back a laugh as Mason groaned when he saw his present.
"Really, Lexi? Come on." He sighed with a hint of amusement in his voice.
He held a $15 gift card to hot topic in his paw. "You know I got over my hot topic phase last year."
"Sure, edge lord. SUUURE." She giggled as she opened her gift. She looked inside the box and let out a sarcastic laugh.
"HA. WOW. Thanks, asshole." She pulled a sweater with the words 'World's okayest friend' printed on it.
Mason shrugged and smirked. "No prob, Bob."
This is bad. This is bad. This is bad. I don't wanna be here. Then again, I don't wanna go home. I want my comic books. I hate this, I hate me, I hate everything right now. I'm so STUPID! Jeez... I can feel another anxiety attack coming. Why can't I just chill out? Anxiety sucks nuts... I just wanna see Cherri again... I miss her. We could've been sitting in the snow drinking hot chocolate right now, but noooo. I just HAD to-... fuck up. She's probably pissed right now...
You wanna know what the shittiest part about this whole situation is? The fact that Ellie doesn't get a pass out. Like, holy shit! She's been here for six months. She's saying at least one word a day now. That's progress! Why can't she spend her holiday with her family or friends or whatever she has?!... Does she even have any family or friends? Who the hell knows. I just want to see her leave, to be honest. She's been in this hell hole long enough. She should get to go live her life. Ugh, I'm pissed at everything at the moment.