The best and the worst Christmas present ever

“When will I find my true love? When will I be made whole? When will my life make sense? And when will I be happy? Am I really the one who is called Azmaria. These seem to be my thoughts very often now. And I don’t know any of the answers. I always thought that one day of the year my life would be perfect. The one day where everyone is happy. When everyone smiles. And everyone is full of joy. Unfortunately I have given up on this dream. For eighteen years I have had this dream and it has never come true. The day I thought my life would be better was Christmas Day. Speaking of Christmas, it’s tomorrow isn’t. Yay, another year of disappointment. Oh well. That’s the way my life is, a big disappointment. Well I have to go. Thanks for listening. I know I just met you and it is kinda hard to listen to someone you don’t know problems.”
“Oh its ok” GiantFlamingMushrooms said, “Bye”
“Bye”–End of messenger conversation– “Whoa I feel better. Just talking about my problems helps me a lot. I know I shouldn’t tell people I met on the web this, but I need to tell someone and I’d rather it be someone I don’t know so they don’t have to bug me about it. Sigh.....I think I’ll go for a walk. The cold air should help, too.” Azmaria walked outside and breathed in the cold, brisk winter air. “It doesn’t get that cold here and it doesn’t snow at all, but it’s still cold.” Azmaria walked to the park. Her favorite place in her town. She walked around until she found a nice bench. She sat there a while till finally she fell asleep. She slept for about an hour until something gently touched her shoulder. “Hmm....,” she said just waking up, “where am I? Who are yo-“ She stopped, she finally caught a look of what the thing that touched her looked like. It was a young man, who looked around her age, and he was handsome. Well in Azmaria’s words “he is hot!!”
“Oh sorry,” the young man said politely, “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just thought a beautiful young lady, as yourself, shouldn’t be out here at night and sleeping at that.”
“Oh...um...thank you.”
“No problem,” he said as he smiled a cute, sweet, gentle smile. “Do you live close to here?”
“Um...yes...”
“Then I’ll walk you home. I don’t want to leave you to walk by your self alone. Especially at this hour. You never know who is walking these streets.”
“Yeah like you?”
“Haha, yeah I guess your right. Well I hope you can trust me.”
“For some reason I feel I can”
“Well that’s good. Come on lets go. It’s getting cold.”
“Oh ok.”
“Oh! Yeah I forgot. My name is Grant Marr.”
“I’m Azmaria.”
“Hmm...”
“What?”
“Oh it’s nothing” Grant walked Azmaria all the way home. While they were walking they started talking, and found out some interesting things about one another. They found out that they had a lot of things in common. “Wow, I can’t believe we are so much alike.”
“Yeah, me too.”
“Well here we are. This is my house.”
“Wow it’s beautiful.”
“Thanks! My room mate would be glad you said that. She put so much work in it and she is still not happy with it.”
“Oh, your room mate did this? Tell her I’m impressed”
“Tee hee, I will.”
“Hey, are you doing anything tomorrow?”
“No, not really. My family is all the way in Japan to visit their friends and I’m all alone.”
“Do you want to spend Christmas with me? I’m alone on the holidays, too.”
“Um...sure! I’d love to.”
“Then it’s settled. I’ll come by here at....is ten fine for you?”
“Yeah that’s fine.”
“Ok then. See you tomorrow!”
“Bye!” And he went off. Azmaria went inside and flopped on her bed. “Maybe things are actually going to be great this Christmas after all.” And with that she fell asleep. Then next morning she woke up early to get ready for Grant. She put in this comfy, tight, red dress. It had silver glitter all over it, and it fit her body perfectly. Plus it was long and very warm so she wouldn’t get cold. She fixed her hair to the best of her abilities, and sat in the livingroom waiting for Grant to come. Ding Dong! “It’s Grant!” she said as she jumped up. She ran to the door and opened it. There was Grant in a nice black trench coat, thin black shirt, and tight leather pants. “Not really in the Christmas spirit, are you” she said.
“No I guess not” he laughed. “Well let’s go.”
“Ok!”
“Oh I hope you don’t mind....”
“How could I mind any thing about you. This is the best Christmas ever!” she thought.
“I hope you don’t mind I invited my boyfriend over. We usually spend Christmas together, but this year I thought he couldn’t make it. But seems he can. He said he doesn’t mind about you. He said he wanted to meet you actually.”
“B-b-boyfriend?”
“Yeah, his name is Jack. He’s really nice. I think you’ll like him.”
“Oh yeah ok.”
“Oh I’m sorry. I forgot to tell you that I’m gay. I guess it kinda came to a surprise to you. Sorry.”
“Oh it’s ok,”she laughed off, “I’m glad you told me though. I might have to go for him.”
“Well you are good competition.”
“Well I guess there goes the best Christmas ever.” Azmaria and Grant became great friends after that. They spent endless hours together. But Azmaria never stopped loving him. She couldn’t. Every minute she spent with him she loved him more and more. And so Azmaria’s live went on. And she was forever lonely.