Survivor

21: Is It Wrong To Murder Someone On Christmas?

 And you look as beautiful as ever

And I swear that every day you'll get better

You make me feel this way somehow  

-Say You Won't Let Go, James Arthur

CHAPTER 21

{Is It Wrong To Murder Someone On Christmas? }

~LIZ~

Its Christmas. Finally!  I woke up super early and started baking cookies. After I made the first batch, I put the second batch into the oven. I started decorating the cookies when I felt arms envelope me from the back.

"Good morning cupcake," Raven rested his head in the crook of my neck. Butterflies went erratic in my stomach. They spread from my stomach into my chest and my heart. I was so scared that  a few might escape if I opened my mouth. I moved to the sink gulped down water to tame those erratic butterflies.

"I've told you a million times not to call me cupcake!" I swatted a bit of frosting on his face.

"Hmm... These taste good," he grabbed my finger and licked the icing off.

"Gosh! That's gross!" I wipe my finger on him and returned to icing the cookies. He picked me up and set me on the counter.  "And you stink." He didn't actually stink, he in real smelt exceptionally good.

"I thought you liked the way I smelt in the morning," he came near me. I noticed that he had a frosting mustache. If he knew, he didn't seem like he cared.

"Well I lied," I answered smugly.

"Oh? What a rebel?" He mock gasped and stood in front of me.

"I hate you and your stupid sarcasm," I narrowed my eyes playfully.

"That's not what you said last time," he tickle attacked me. After begging him to stop his green eyes looked into mine and triumphantly conveyed a message, "I won." He leaned forward and started smothering all the frosting on my face,  and kissed me. And gosh, my frosting was really nice. I really wanted more. I started giggling as he deepened the kiss.

"Ahem," we heard Claudia clear her throat behind us. I quickly pushed him away and hopped off the counter. Oh my goodness. I didn't dare look up at Claudia. Gosh, what would she think of me. How cheap of me, and gosh, how awkward is this. Damn it. I knew I shouldn't have done this. I should not have agreed, I should have stood my ground and said no.

"Liz had s-something in h-her e-eye," Raven stammered at his mum.

Claudia jolted me out of me miserableness by laughing loudly. I could feel my cheeks redden deeper if there was a color like that. I looked up at Raven and the same guilty expression was etched on his face.

"Why do you two look so guilty?" Claudia finally spoke after recovering from her laughing fit.

"Y-you're not angry?" I chocked.

"Why in the world would I be?" She asked.

"I don't know? That you know.... We're living together and everything... And I'm your son and all...," Raven spoke up.

"I like Liz better," she winked at me. 

"Hey!" Raven interjected crossly.

"Here have some cookies," I set a plate of cookies on the counter.

"They're really good!" Raven hugged be from behind again. I pried his hands away from me.

"Don't do that,"I chide him.