✔ Naughty But Nice! (Christmas Romance)✔

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

Nicky’s Point of view

I woke up this morning feeling like absolute s**t. I didn’t know if it was the late night, all my emotions or simply because I was feeling guilty for how I spoke to Missy. Either way, i hardly slept and woke up with a banging headache.

As soon as I had downed a few pain killers, I headed over to my mum and dads to check in and see if there was an improvement with his health… though, Sadly, I knew there wouldn’t be. 

The thought alone was heartbreaking enough. 

Finishing off my cup of tea, I grabbed my jacket and left. 

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Walking in to the house, Mum was sat in her usual chair by the fire. She looked up when i walked in and smiled. 

‘Hello, darling. How are you feeling today’. I shrugged. 

‘So-So’. 

‘Would you like a cup of tea?’ I shook my head. 

‘No thanks, Had one before I came over. I just stopped by to see dad if that’s ok?’ She put her cup down. 

‘He had a very bad night, Only just got to sleep. Come and sit with me for a while while he rests’. I walked over and sat down next to her and she passed me a cup. 

‘Mum, i said-’ 

‘Drink’. I rolled my eyes as she poured me a cup of tea. I thanked her and took a sip before putting it down on the table, hoping she would forget about it. I really, really didn’t want it. 

‘Why did dad have a bad night?’ She stopped mid drink and put her cup down. Her expression instantly changed. 

‘He was struggling to breathe, We had to get the doctor, it was… It was very touch and go for a little while’. 

‘Well is he ok now?!’ She wouldn’t answer. ‘Mum?!’ 

‘As well as he can be Nicky.’. The familiar lump was building up in my throat, As much as I tried to swallow, It wouldn’t go away. 

‘Excuse me for a moment please’. I got up and headed to the bath room. I needed a minute. 

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A private minute turned in to 5.. And that turned in to 10. Every time i thought I was ok, another childhood memory would pop back in to my head and… I’d suddenly not be ok again. 

I heard some one knocking at the door. Looking out the door, I saw it was Missy. Great. Sighing, annoyed, I closed the door again and sat down on the side of the bath. Waiting. I didn’t want to see her, not after last night. She was clearly very upset. 

I felt guilty enough, but I pushed that away because today, I was focusing on my dad. 

I gave her and my mum another 10 minutes before I left the bath room and headed back out. As soon as she saw me, she stood up. 

‘Please, don’t leave on my account. I’m going to see my dad’. Mum opened her mouth to speak,. Probably to tell me to ‘’leave him to sleep’’, but I left before she could. 

Opening the door slowly, I walked inside. Looking around the room, there was now machines and all sorts of medical things that weren’t here yesterday. I guess he really did have a bad night. Pushing past the feelings of just wanting to break down, i went and sat at his bed side. 

He wasn’t asleep, and as soon as I was sat next to him, he turned his head, groaning in pain, and looked at me. 

‘N-Nicky?’ I smiled sadly and grabbed his hand. 

‘I’m here dad’. 

‘Listen to me… You need to start your training, I don’t have long left’. I shook

‘Dad, Please-’

‘I know you don’t want to Nicky. I know you hate it, but the world needs the magic of Christmas, The magic of Santa’. 

‘Ok’. I was just as surprised as he was when the words came out of my mouth. I really, really didn’t want to do this, but he was right. The world needed this magic, and I needed to make my dad happy if he didn’t have long left. 

‘Ok?’ I nodded. 

‘Yeah dad, I’ll start my training. I’ll be Santa’...