Y/N chrismaa

*mom gives u a gift* mom: merry chrismas Y/N we love you! Dad: your perfect! merry chrismas! *Alexis come's downstairs* Alexis: mom dad? where's my gifts? mom: what do you mean? your 18 you can get gifts yourself dad: yeah we dont have time to get you gifts your ruining Y/N'S chrismas and its annyoing! Alexis: how am i suppose to know im not loved? mom: because we dont love you?! dad: yeah you disapointment! Alexis: how could you say that?! mom: because we can Alexis *runs upstairs crying*