Smoke

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*warning* contains fluff, smoking, kind of a sad imagine

You where leaning on the railing of your dock smoking a cigarette with tears in your eyes.

You hated being mistreated by your parents. You fucking hated how your dad would tell you how worthless you where.. how physical he got with you. You hated how your mom would mentally destroy you. You where never good enough for them.

But you never told anyone. You never showed emotion about it. Gotta give the people what they want right? A cold, heartless bitch? That's what everyone thought of you.

You couldn't relate to any other kook. All of them with nice, stable relationships with their parents.

Everyone but Rafe.

You where looking down at what you could see in the water, not much.. considering it was late at night.

You heard footsteps coming down from the dock, you wiped your tears as fast as you could, expecting that it was your dad and preparing for the words that where about to be said to you.

But.. it wasn't your dad.. or your mom.. it was Rafe.

"What do you want Rafe?" You asked turning around with your head tilted, still leaning on the railing of the dock.

"A cigarette" He replied.

"Do you not have any?" You asked confusingly.

"Ran out" Rafe said.

"And you couldn't go down and get some, somewhere else?" You asked.

"My dad will only aloud me in the house and down the rocks" he said.

"Didn't know you obeyed ward" you said smoking your cigarette.

"Don't really wanna get killed today" Rafe said chuckling.

You understood him. You knew how he felt.

"Here" you said handing him a cigarette.

He put it in his mouth and leaned down to you. You knew what he was asking for.

You smirked and took your lighter out of your pocket and lit his cigarette and turned around.

"Why are you out here so late?" Rafe asked.

"Smoking.. obviously" you said sarcastically.

"Just wanted some air" You continued ,while looking at him.

He hummed in response.

He looked at you as you blew smoke out of your mouth.

"Is Ward at you again?" You asked him turning to look at him in the eyes.

"Yeah, are your parents at you too?" Rafe asked.

"Yeah" You said softly, while looking at the ground.

"Wanna get out of here?" Rafe asked.

"But what about Ward?" You asked Rafe with a concerned tone in your voice.

"Fuck him.. he's probably busy worrying about Sarah's whereabouts" Rafe said.

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