Smoke // castano

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟬𝟮𝟮.

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟬𝟮𝟭: 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆
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𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴
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"soo, what did you need?"

me and vinnie were walking down by the lake, side by side. for some reason he seemed completely harmless, like the vinnie i used to know.

"nothing really, i just really wanted to see you. oh and i got scared because i didn't know who you were with last night" he smiled and shrugged

"look vinnie, i appreciate you looking out for me, but i can take care of myself" i offered

"yeah yeah i know but that's been my job for the past years you know? it's kinda hard to let go" he replied

"yeah i know, actually a few nights ago i had a nightmare and when i woke up i patted the bed trying to find you and it took me searching the whole house to realize you weren't with me" i nervously laughed

"lucky you, i can't even sleep anymore" he chuckled

we just kept walking and talking here and there. everything felt normal, for once. no one was trying to hurt me, i felt safe, but i wasn't with mar. and that's why things felt a little off .

"he seems like an ass" vinnie laughed

"it's one for you to say" i sarcastically smiled

"oh c'mon? he seems... weak" he smiled back grabbing my hand

"trust me, he's not" i scoffed

"what is he? a dealer? is that how he bought his house? he's nothing compared to me. i WORKED for the money for our house, for our clothes and food. i busted a sweat to make you happy. what's he gonna do? sell some extra weed?" he laughed

i thought about it, he wasn't lying. vinnie did work for all the money. but did it matter?

"at least it won't hurt me" i grabbed my hand back

"you don't know that, and i swear, if he does i will kill him with my bare hands. you know i will" he threatened

"THIS IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM, our problem, YOU THREATEN THE LIFE OF ANYONE I HANG OUT WITH" i semi screamed

"OKAY? AM I JUST SUPPOSE TO LET SOME JACKASS TAKE MY GIRL?" he screamed back

"I'M NOT YOUR GIRL" i screamed out of my last nerve

and that, pushed him over the edge;

"your right, your really fucking right. you know that? your so fucking smart, so go fuck that bitch waiting for you at home. see? "home" WE HAD A FUCKING HOME, TOGETHER AND YOU JUST WANNA THROW IT AWAY OVER SOME BS? you know im gonna change" he rested his hand on the side of my face "come home y/n"

"i gave you closure, you can leave now" i brushed his hand off me

he leaned in and kissed me one last time, as he pulled away, i pulled him back;

"i hate you" i whispered before he walked away, speechless

i went to go sit on a bench, i couldn't go see mar yet. i watched the ducks, smiling to myself.

"hello dear, is this seat taken?" some older lady asked me

"no, it's all yours" i smiled

"forgive me for overhearing, but was that your boyfriend? the blonde one?" she asked

"o uhm no, not anymore" i replied still trying to smiled

"i'm sorry dear, but let me give you a piece of advice, love is love, no matter what happens. if you really love him, nothing will pull you away from him" she smiled and patted my shoulder

"what if there's someone else?" i asked desperate for an answer

"let your heart choose, don't force it. love comes naturally, it doesn't happen over night. but, if this other boy has the power to pull you and blondy apart, he might be the one"

"the one"

        "so i never really knew you, god i really
       tried to, blindsided, addicted"

             "i said, young people fall inlove with the
          wrong people some times"

                   "some mistakes get made, that's alright,
              that's okay, you can thing that your inlove
           but your really just in pain"

                       𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: 𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲