Chapter 27

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So yeah sorry for the wait! remember to comment and vote!!!! This song makes so much sense doesnt it? This chapter is dedicated to the girl who helped me fix most of Lana's spanish speaking parts, and I'm sorry if I forgot to fix some just message me and I'll go change it. Thanks for all the comments also!!! Let's top last weeks!

How do I get, closer to you
When you keep, it all on mute
How will I know the right way
To love you usually the queen of figuring out

Breaking down a man is no work out

But I have no clue how to get through to you

I wanna hit you
Just to see if you cry
I keep knocking on wood
Hoping there's a real boy inside

If the past is the problem, our future could solve them, baby

I could bring you to life if you let me inside, baby
It'll hurt but in the end,
You'll be a man and understand

Artist: Katy Perry

Song: Mannequin

Not edited in anyway this time.

Sage’s Pov.

“Now Sage, don’t overreact. It’s just a smile.” Blaze tried to shrug off, but he couldn’t and I wouldn’t let him. I beamed at him, and grabbed his arm with the picture and drug him into the bedroom. I sat him down on the bed and ran into the closet where I kept my old pants that had the picture I stole from Blaze’s picture box back at the mansion.

I bound out of the closet and showed Blaze the other picture of him smiling for comparison purposes. The one I kept was very much older, and this new one seemed a little more genuine.

He tried glaring at me, but I could see through it, “Sage what did I tell you about going into my office.”

I shrugged, “Blaze this is momentous for me okay. It means that you might just be human! Now don’t ruin this for me. I need you to get into the Christmas spirit. You already gave me my Christmas gift.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “Sage no I didn’t, your gift is under the tree.”

“Your smile was enough! That’s a goal I’ve been trying to accomplish since I got here.” He just shook his head and pulled me down on his lap for a hug. He cradled me like a baby shaking his head, his black hair a lot longer than when I first met him. I reached up and ran a hand through it.

“Do it again,” I asked quietly. I avoided all eye contact for thirty seconds and then when I looked into his eyes, they were bright seas of green, like I could just get lost in them.

“Sage,” He laughed and this time he had a genuine smile on his face.

“I mean if this is all you wanted for Christmas; it could have saved me all the stress and time that it took looking for the perfect present.” He frowned, erasing the smile it took me six months to get.

“But then it wouldn’t have been genuine. What made you smile back there?” I asked staring at our intertwined hands, watching him play with my fingers. My mind was nowhere near the non-real factor; I was just focused on his answer.

“I was just thinking about something Sage. Let’s no drag it out.” He looked away towards the closed balcony.

“Okay, I won’t push you. Now come on our friends are waiting. I think Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer is on, and my favorite Christmas special of all time, A Nine Dog Christmas.” I got out of his arms pulling him into the living room. He flipped me around and pinned me to the closest wall.

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