Bah Humbug

Isabella POV

I woke up the couch to banging on the door. Groaning I get up and answer it. Opening the door I see Harry I try to close the door but he puts his foot in it.
"Damn it Bella I just want to talk."
"I don't."
I push on the door harder and Harry cries out in pain.
"Your crushing my foot."
"Then take it out."
"If you loosen up the pressure I will."
I stopped pushing on the door so hard and Harry pulled his foot out I promptly slammed the door in his face. Harry started banging on the door again.
"Bella, Bella I know you can hear me can we talk? Please!"
"So talk."
I hear noises and I assume Harry is sitting with his back to the door.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you yesterday I was upset but you were in the wrong too."
The nerve of the guy he came in and snapped at me and now he blames me?
"I don't think you can blame this on me Harry."
He sighs.
"I'm not Bella could you please listen? Until I was 7 my parents were still together my dad was an alcoholic and abusive. Christmas came with hoping it was a good day and my dad wasn't scary. When I was 8 till I was 12 my mom was struggling to support us. We didn't have the money to do Christmas so it was just another day. I would see all the other kids in the street playing with their new toys and knew I wasn't getting any. When I was 13 I got a job to try and help my mom. I saved up all year and bought my sister and my mom gifts for Christmas. When I was headed home I got pushed around by some older kids and the bag flew into the street and got run over. We thus had nothing for Christmas again. When I was 14 things started to look up my mom had gotten a better job and my job was helping us to get a better life. However on Christmas Eve my sister got deathly sick and Christmas was spent in the hospital hoping and praying she would make it. Christmas the year I was 15 seemed perfect but then I headed out to my friends house the back way and I got beaten to a pulp by a bunch of guys looking to hurt someone. I was in the hospital for a week. When I was 16 on Christmas my mom dropped the bomb on us that she was getting re-married. We were supposed to be happy for her but for some reason it killed the Christmas spirit for me. When I was 17 I moved out and I spent Christmas alone in my apartment. Before Christmas the next year a friend of mine did the same thing you and I were doing. I thought Christmas was a waste of time laced with bad memories. My friend doing that changed my mind about Christmas. The Christmas however wasn't perfect I got food poisoning on Christmas Eve and spent Christmas in the hospital. I was hoping this year would be it. The year of the perfect Christmas. Yesterday I got a call my biological father was in a car accident and was killed. I know I didn't like him but he was my father. That's why I was short yesterday Bella and I'm sorry. I was hurt and upset and I snapped at you. Will you forgive me please. We can still save our Christmas. I want this year to be a perfect Christmas and it wont be without you."
I listen to Harry talk with tears streaming down my face. When he finished he sighed. After about a minute I hear a weight being removed off the door. Finally moving I open the door I see Harry walking slowly away. I run out to him and tap him on my shoulder. When he turns around I see tears streaming down his face. We stare at each other for a moment till I step up to him and give him a hug. Harry puts his arms around me burying his face into my shoulder. I stand in his embrace for a second then whisper in his ear as I pull away.
"I'm sorry."
A grab Harry's hand and lead him inside. I walk into the kitchen and get out two mugs I make us hot chocolate and head to the couch to drink them. On the way I wash my face from the smeared make-up on my face. We sit in front of the fire talking. Soon Harry looks at the clock.
"Oh, Bella my friends wanted to meet you. Their going to hang at the park at 4. I told them maybe but we don't have to go if you don't want to."
I look at the clock 3:30. Did I want to meet Harry's friends? They seemed to make him happy so I think I will.
"Let me get ready. I'll be out in a minute."
A huge grin just about splits Harry's face. I smile at him then turn to go get ready.

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