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Summary: Schemmenti Christmas has arrived and it is exactly the nightmare Y/N thinks it will be. But maybe Melissa will actually listen to what Janine said this time.
(Thank you to my friends @milfjuulpod and @earpivore for reading over this for me. 🥹 I hope you be an amazing writer like both of you one day.)
Warnings: Homophobia, words like dyke and slut, alludes to an abusive past for Melissa.
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Christmas Eve arrived against your will and with many restless evenings as Melissa prepared for the dinner. She had calmed down since your talk and had made sure you knew every moment of the day that she wanted you by her side. But there was still the fear that lingered underneath it all. An anxiety that vibrated through your once solid relationship. That her family would judge you and Melissa would change her mind about it all. You had many girlfriends break up with you because they were too scared to come out or had a parent disapprove of something you did. The thought of Melissa doing the same thing kept you on edge all day. When Melissa had made her way to the kitchen to do the final details you snuck away hoping to find one moment of peace.
Tara and Jamie arrived first for the party with Ava following behind. They had offered to help with any last minute stuff but Melissa shooed them out of the kitchen. Sister senses tingling they went to search you out. Tara and Ava found you hiding in your book sanctuary as the first of the Schemmenti knocked on the door. You were curled up in your blankets flipping through a photo album full of family photos of you Tara, Ava, and Melissa.
“We got an escape plan ready,” Ava offered looking out the window, “But we gonna have to be on the first floor to do it. I ain’t jumping out this window with these heels.”
You rolled your eyes, “I promised I wouldn’t run.”
“We get that you said you wouldn’t run in arguments but if they start to pull some shit we leaving. We can think of it more as a sisterly kidnapping if the red head gets spicy about it,” Tara reasoned.
“They are her family and you know how much family means to me.”
“And you still can have boundaries in with family Y/N.” Ava said placing her hand gently on your shoulder, “We aren’t going to have a repeat of Kenzie.”
Before memories could flash through your mind of your most explosive relationship a young voice was calling out to you. You turned around to see Melissa’s niece Lauren standing in the doorway smiling at you.
“There you are. Aunt Mel has been looking for ya. Think she is starting to get nervous that you ran away,” She smiled and stopped when she locked eyes with Ava.
“Lauren these are my sisters Tara and Ava,” You said raising an eyebrow at Ava, “Ava why don’t you show Lauren to the bar Mel set up. She loves a good sex on the beach.”
Lauren flushed at the comment but Ava merely smirked, “Now that is something I can get behind. Come on blondie.”
As they left Tara looked at you already beginning to laugh, “Could you have been any more obvious?”
“Hey she is the last sister without someone… I had to try,” You smirked and grabbed Tara’s hand, “It’s going to be okay right?”
“Yes,” Tara replied squeezing your hand, “Melissa loves you. She is going to protect you no matter what. I can just feel it. Plus we still have the escape plan. We really weren’t kidding about that.”
With her reassurance you made your way downstairs. Melissa was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. She was tapping on the railway furiously her anxiety finally winning over. However a small smile finally reaching her face as she saw you, “Oh baby there you are. I didn’t even realize that you had disappeared. I am so sorry I got distracted. When Lauren came down without you I thought you weren’t coming down.”
“Just was finishing something in the reading room,” You said, placing your hand over hers to stop the nervous tic, “I wouldn’t miss your dinner for the world.”
Melissa leaned up to kiss you and the energy in the room seemed to crackle as everyone looked over. They had already begun forming their opinions about you from all of the photos in the hallway and all of them were less than respectful. The red head seemed oblivious to the new tension in the room as she grabbed your hand parading you around to introduce you. You clung to her arm as the stares from her family seemed to get colder. You tried to focus on your girlfriend and how happy she looked to be talking about you. She loved and cared for you that much was clear. However as you moved from person to person the snarky comments followed Melissa too oblivious in sharing her joy to hear them.
Didn’t know Melissa liked dykes. She seems a little young. Maybe she is just the mid life crisis. No way they stay together. You think she is the top or bottom? I don’t get what Melissa sees in her must have secret money hidden away. Or Melissa is in it for the tits, she does have a nice rack on her. It is just a phase I am sure of it. Melissa just needs a real man to show her what life is really all about. I knew she fell apart after the divorce I just didn’t think she was going to go that low. Maybe she is amazing at eating pussy we should ask her. Maybe when Melissa is done we can have scraps.
The tears welled in your eyes as you ripped away from Melissa and ran into the kitchen. Melissa watched as her family began to laugh and that is when she realized just had wrong all of this had been. She should have never trusted them to understand her. Should have never exposed you to a life of hatred and cruelty. This wasn't the first time she had trusted her family with a part of her heart and it blew up in her face. However when she tried to go into the kitchen Barbara blocked her path.
“Give her a minute Tara and Ava are taking care of it,” Barabra whispered, “She isn’t running she just needs a breather.”
Melissa’s anger began to boil over but she only had to wait a couple of moments before her mother called her over, “What you need Ma a little busy right now.”
“I just wanted to ask why you thought Christmas Eve dinner of all times was the appropriate time to share your young little…”
“Slut,” Her grandmother filled in the word and Melissa heard the ringing start in her ears.
“She isn’t a slut. She is an amazing teacher, sister, friend, and human in general,” Melissa said trying to keep her voice even, “Y/N has been my girlfriend for awhile now, I love her and I need you to give her a little respect. If you could just give her a chance you could see what I see in her.”
“But what about that man from the deli down the street what was his name…. Mike!” Her mother said snapping her fingers, “He could give you a nice stable life like Joe did. Before you went and blew that up. “
“I didn’t blow that up Ma. He beat me,” Melissa said and felt a tension in her shoulders release that she didn’t realize she had been holding, “He beat me. Belittled me. Yelled at me. He broke me till I was nothing and all of you watched it happen. Even encouraged it.Told him I just needed to be broken in.”
“Oh Melissa,” her grandmother said reaching up for the redhead, “Sometimes that is just how marriages go.”
“Do you hear how ridiculous you sound?”
Melissa pulled away and scanned the room for you a way to ground herself back in the present moment and not get stuck in the past. You exited the kitchen head hung low as you slunk to the other corner of the room. She could see how angry Tara and Ava were and could have bet they told you to leave but you had stayed. Stayed because she had asked you to and because you loved her more than the comments you had heard. Her eyes settled on you cowering in the corner between Ava and Tara shielding you from the onslaught of criticism and abuse her family had been trying to deal out all night. Your lips quivered and she could tell how hard you were trying to keep from letting the dam burst. Janine’s words rang in Melissa’s head: Stand up to them and tell them to go to hell. Don't even give them a chance to think for one second that they have a right to talk to her like that. No half assed approval from her family was worth watching the woman she adored become a shell of herself.
Melissa pushed cousin Billy from his chair standing on the spot he vacated yelling over the chattering voices, “Get the fuck out my house.”
The room settled into a stunned silence. Melissa looked around arms crossed, “Did I stutter? How many times do I need to tell you to get out before you actually listen? I'm not going to stand here and let you insult the love of my life.”
Gasps sounded around the room, “You heard that right. I love Y/N. I'm not going to let you belittle my future wife and her family. My family. That has showed me more love in six months than y’all have my whole life.”
“You tell them Aunt Mel!” Lauren shouted encouraging her to continue.
Melissa’s eyes locked onto yours as you gave her a small wobbly smile, “Y/N has shown me more love and compassion than Joe ever did. She showed me what it was like to be loved without conditions. To be exactly who I am and have someone want to be around me. I don’t have to change for her to love me. I don’t cower in corners wondering when the next moment I am going to be hit or yelled at. I do not have to live in fear. She taught me true love is simple, magical, safe. That I can just be me and that be enough. She has shown me the importance of memories in pictures and that no time is wasted when you are with someone you love. We have built a safe place in this house with no yelling, no broken glasses, no running. I was stupid to ever let you in it. I gave you the chance to be nice and you ruined it. I will not allow it to continue another moment. Now get out.”
Her family started to shuffle nervously still not moving, “Barbara!”
“Way ahead of you,” Her work wife said holding the metal up bat to the red head.
Melissa swirled it in her hand a smile cruelly spreading across her face, “All of you besides Kristen Marie and Lauren have five minutes to get the hell out of my sight before Barb here calls the cops for trespassing and I start swinging.”
When no one moved Melissa took a test swing of the bat connecting with a hanging plant that her mother had forced her to put up years ago. It shattered dirt and the dead plant falling down like rain over her mother and grandmother. Melissa merely laughed at their shocked expressions, “God I really fucking hated that plant.”
Kristen Marie smiled and opened the front door, “Y’all heard her. Get the fuck out.”
In one big swarm the rest of the family grabbed their things and rushed from the house. As they started to exit Melissa rushed over to you handing the bat to Tara, “Beat them up for me sis?”
“Gladly,” Tara smiled hitting the base of it on the floor before holding it over her shoulder, “Hurry up assholes, I'm getting impatient.”
More people ran for the door as Melissa wrapped her hands around your hips, “I am so sorry baby. Are you okay?”
“Better now that I'm with you,” You smiled up at her, “Future wife huh?”
“I was really hoping that you had missed that part. It messes up my proposal plans,” Melissa said pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear, “It was really elaborate.”
“Just ask me now,” You pleaded, “Ask me now.”
“Thought it would be a little cliche to do it on Christmas Eve,” Melissa mumbled.
“Fuck the cliche and just ask me Schemmenti.”
“Damnit give me ten minutes. If I am making it a cliche I am doing it right,” Melissa said kissing you, “Ava! Barbara! Tara! It’s time.”
Ava groaned pulling away from Lauren, “Really Y/N! You couldn’t just wait five more days? I am in the middle of something.”
“Told you she would cave!” Tara screamed as Barbara passed her a twenty with a look of disappointment.
“This is gonna be so much to set up,” Barbara sighed, “Jamie. Gerald. Lauren.Come on we need all the help we can get.”
“Kristen Marie keep Y/N from snooping,” Melissa said and then took off up the stairs after she gave you one more kiss.
You watched as the rest of the people in the house began to disperse looking through cupboards and closets to find different supplies. You stood there trying to decompress from everything that happened when Kristen Marie approached with a red solo cup.
“Soda,” She smiled, “Melissa said you aren’t a big drinker.”
“Thank you,” You said taking the cup gratefully.
“You doing okay?” The blonde woman asked leaning against the wall next to you, “Not planning to take off after your first Schemmenti blow out.”
You laughed, “Can’t scare me off that easily but I think I might need to get some thicker skin. That was… a lot.”
“Not thicker skin,” She shook her head, “Don’t change anything Y/N it is why Mel loves you so much. You know how to be soft while still standing your ground. Those schmutz had no right saying those things. You are a good person and you are good for that fiery redhead I call my sister. Doesn’t matter if you don’t come with the usual parts they think of in a relationship. You had a right to show them who you are on the inside.”
You took in the woman next to you too stunned to figure out what to say. The sister that Melissa had blocked out for so many years and now the only one that was still left in the room. You didn’t know the full story of what pulled them apart but you could tell that she was trying. To show up for Melissa and for the relationship that had grown between the two of you.
“That sister of yours,” Kristen Marie paused looking at the spot Lauren and Ava had vacated, “She gonna treat my daughter well? I have heard some things about her principal style.”
“Oh Ava,” You laughed, “She can be a force to be reckoned with but she is a softie at heart. People assume to know everything about her but she is more than just what is on the outside. She is soft and caring and a total hopeless romantic even if she won’t admit it. The people that she cares about she will go above and beyond for. She is one of the best people I know. Lauren will be in good hands.”
“My daughter deserves someone like that,” Kristen smiled.
“So you know about her…”
“Being gay? Yeah she came out to me after she came back from here the first time she met you. I knew something was up when she never brought boyfriends around and when she talked about your and Melissa’s relationship. It was like she was watching the world she wanted unfold in front of her. I am ashamed that she didn’t feel safe coming out sooner but I am trying to make up for it.”
“That is what matters,” You said grabbing her hand reassurningly, “Just keep showing up for her every day. She will get the message.”
“You think it is a little early to welcome to you the family? Melissa has only been talking about this for months I feel like y’all are already married.”
“Not at all,” You said hugging Kristen Marie close to you, “Glad to be apart of the family.”
Tara cleared her throat, “Sorry to break this moment apart but I think she is ready for you.”
Kristen Marie nodded and let you get taken up the stairs by Tara. She held you in one arm a rose in the other. Halfway up the stairs candles lined the pathway to your reading room. They were mismatched colors and sizes which made you giggle. Each step was covered with rose petals in a dark burgundy that Melissa knew you loved.
“The delivery with the candles that were supposed to be used don’t arrive till after Christmas. Would have been a really nice silver and gold alternating on each step,” Tara explained and rolled her eyes, “But someone couldn’t wait.”
“She could have just said it right there in the dining room” You countered with a playful shove.
Tara stopped at the top of the landing looking at you with tears pricking the corner of her eyes handing you a rose, “No she couldn’t have. You deserve this. Deserve to be shown how important and special you really are. You spent way too long thing that you were nothing but the dirt beneath people’s shoe and that people only loved you when it was convenient for them. You are worth so much more than that.”
You gave her a tight hug before looking at the transformed space around you. Barbara, Gerald, Jamie, Ava, and Lauren were lining the wall to your book room holding large pictures of you and Melissa each with a rose in their hand. Fairy lights hung from the ceiling giving each picture a soft glow. The first one was from the last day of school party when Melissa had been wrapping a towel around your shivering body. She had her hands pulled tight around the top of the towel and had pulled you into a kiss. You smiled remembering all of those first kisses Melissa had given you. Like she needed them as much as she needed air. Taking the rose from Jamie you moved to the next picture. It was the day after you had first slept together and Melissa had brought you breakfast in bed. There was a causalness in your looks both makeup free and hair ruffled with small knowing smiles. Your head was pulled back in laughter Melissa gawking at the hickeys she had placed along your chest. You laughed unconsciously rubbing at the ones you knew were underneath your shirt now. With Melissa it was very rare to be hickey free and secretly you loved the reminders that you were hers.
Taking the rose from a grinning Ava you moved to the next picture. On Melissa's bed your head against her chest covers pulled high around you. You could see your bare shoulders and a slight blush to your cheeks from the remnants of moaning Melissa’s name. You were sleeping but a hand was still draped over Melissa’s shoulder anchoring her to you. Fairy lights illuminated the picture just enough to see Melissa smiling a twinkle in her eye. It reminded you of all the things Melissa did to make you feel safe and supported with everything that you needed. That she had gotten those lights just for you. Gearald outstretched a rose to you and you approached one of the final photos. It was from one of your Tiktok live streams where you had curled up in the large chair book in hand. Melissa had your feet draped over her lap fingers casually running over your cheek to put a piece of hair behind your ear. You were grinning over your glasses. A casual tender moment that was now cemented forever in this picture melted your heart as Lauren handed you a rose.
The final picture caught you off guard as you stood in front of Barbara. It was the large canvas that you thought you were never going to see again. The painting that had inspired your roommates entire art career. Your roommate had caught the look in Melissa’s eye that you were never able to capture in words.How she looked at you like her whole future was held in your eyes. The love pouring from the corners of her soul. Saying everything she couldn’t say with words but instead a look that promised eternity as long as you wanted it. It had been the picture that made you realize that you wanted to hold this woman in your arms forever.
You were crying now running your fingers over the painting, “I thought this had been purchased at the art auction.”
“I bought it,” Barbara smiled, “To save for a moment like this. No one else should have this picture but you and Melissa.”
You leaned forward to hug Barbara thanking her again before she pushed you towards your reading room. You opened the door gently and then stood frozen with your hand still clutching the doorknob. Melissa was standing in the middle of the room perfectly centered in the words Marry Me that were made from piles of books. Rose petals littered the floor and the fairy lights in the background glinted off the red in Melissa’s hair. Melissa reached out for your hand and pulled you towards her. She wrapped her arms around your waist and you clung to her hoping this wasn't just a dream.
You leaned up to kiss her happy tears still running down your face. It only lasted for a moment before Melissa pulled back and you could see the tears that also threatened to leave her, “You have to let me ask the question before we start the kissin part.”
“Ask me,” You whispered as Melissa sunk to the floor in front of you.
“Y/N you completely turned my world upside down from the moment that I met you. It was not a big explosive moment falling in love with you. It was like coming home after a long day to find the peace I had been craving. The world seemed brighter, safer, and I can't imagine a single day without you besides me. I swore I would never get married again but I want the world to know how much I love you. Trust you. Cherish you. Appreciate you. Need you. Want you. Imagine a life with you,” Melissa said tears running down her face, “Will you do me the honor of being my wife? To let me love you till our last days?”
“Yes, absolutely yes,” You said extending your hand to allow Melissa to slide the ring on.
A black band with small purple amethysts shined back up at you but you only had a moment to look before Melissa was lifting you in the air. You squealed as she swirled you around smiling like you had hand delivered her the moon. You pulled her close to you giving her a deep kiss when the cheering started.
You both pulled away to find your onlookers clapping plus a couple of extra. Janine, Gregory, Jacob,Nonna and Mr. Johnson had joined the crowd cameras pointed at you. Barbara was the first to speak, “I called in some reinforcements. Things like this should be celebrated with family. This is our family.”
Melissa still had you pressed against her as she looked at the people crowding in her house. This was her family. Not the people she had kicked from her home. These were the people that showed up for her through the good times and the bad. Never asking her to change a thing. Their unwavering support had brought her to this exact moment. Being engaged to the love of her life which hadn't been Joe. Never had been but instead had been you all along. Her lighthouse in the vast ocean that had guided her home. Her safe place to anchor.
“We need a picture in front of the Christmas tree,” Melissa said pulling you by your hand, “The whole family. For the Christmas cards next year.”
Which is how all fourteen of you ended up crowded in front of the camera. You and Melissa were at the front her sticking your ring to the camera as you kissed her cheek. Beside you Gerald and Barbara were locked into a hug years of love making their expressions soft and sincere. On the other side Tara and Jamie were locked into a kiss their brand new love still radiating in every moment. Ava and Lauren were looking into each other’s eyes the unknown thick in the air. Kristen Marie with her arm wrapped around her daughter an understanding smile playing on her eyes. Janine and Gregory tucked into a corner his arms wrapped around her waist as they watched Jacob during one of his lectures. Mr. Johnson and Nonna were giving bunny ears to the closest person they could find humor playing in their eyes. It was pure chaos and you loved all of it. This was family. Not those related by blood but those you built in the moments that you needed them the most.
Their father abandoned them, and they had to live with their uncle, but he wanted payment from them, so they had to make money some how. Don't be too mad at them
No, I mean the people Morris killed weren't good people. They also beat people up for money, including other kids, and Morris once broke a kids arm for no reason
