Nicotine

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My heals clicked on the gravel as I walk down a dark alley way. The smell of trash and rotten food invaded my nose making my nose scrunch. The bright moon shone on my honeydew skin.

I look over my shoulder, checking if anyone was following me.

No one.

Just an empty street.

Looking forward again, The cold breeze hits my long black hair, uncovering my face. Only wearing a leather jacket with a thin black t-shirt and tight leggings, I shiver. I put my hands in my pocket searching for warmth, when I realize something was missing.

"What the fuck?" I mumbled. I stopped in my tracks to dig in my pockets.

I realize I left my cigarettes and lighter at home.

"Great." I breathed out, and hesitantly continued to walk.

I didn't want to go back to that hell hole of a place.
I bet they probably are still fighting. Shit, I mean I know they are still fighting. I roll my eyes just thinking about some of the stupid shit they fight about. I can't wait to move out.

I spot a liquor store up ahead, I guess I can buy some. What a waste of money, fuck. But I need it. Now.

I see a guy smoking in the dark. The moonlight reflects on his milky white skin.

His hair was jet black, cut just above his deep chocolate brown eyes. He wore a jean jacket with black jeans. You see his puff of smoke rising and disappear into the air.

I can just buy a pack, I mean I'm almost out already, and I can just ask to use his lighter. You thought to yourself.

You take out your wallet, checking how much cash you have.

I only have enough for a pack anyways..

Shoving your wallet in your pocket you jog pass the man and into the liquor store.

You pay for your pack of cigarettes with your fake ID, considering that you're underage, and can pass as someone older then 18. You exit heading back to the mysterious man.

You kinda slowed down in your path. You bit your lip, questioning if you should ask or not.

Fuck it.

"Uh, excuse me? Can I borrow your lighter for a second?" You said politely, holding out your pack of cigarettes between your middle and pointer finger.

He looks at you, scanning you from top to bottom. He scoffs and looks away.

Rude.

"Uh hello?" You waved your hand in front of him.

He looks at you, dead in the eye and says, "Aren't you a bit of a goodie goodie to be smoking?"

A smirked played onto his lips.

You scoff in disbelief.

"Are you gonna let me borrow your lighter or not?"  You tap your foot impatiently.    

He looks at you. He scoffs, placing his cigarette between his lip. He reached into his pocket, grabbing his lighter. Handing it to you carelessly.

Grabbing it, you take out a cigarette. Lighting it, before handing it back to the guy.

"Thanks." You mumbled. And started to walk away.
Now I can smoke my problems away.

What an ass.

"Aren't you underage to be smoking?" The guy suddenly said behind you.

"What?" You turn around, puffing out smoke.

He holds your real ID (her school id) between his fingers.

Fuck, it must've fell out of my pocket. Why do I even carry that shit around?

I rolled my eyes and snatched my ID away.

"I don't care." Shoving the ID into your wallet, giving him a glare.

"Feisty, I like it." He puffed out smoke and bit his lip.

You gave him a disgusted look, and walked away.

She disappeared into the depths of the night

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A/N

Hello. Ik I'm still editing tangle in your love but I really Been wanting to write this book. So yEeT. Edited by my hoe IzzfoDizzle