•Nicole•
I sighed and opened the wrapping around the box. The wrapper was clear, and had a gold lining to it. I opened the box and looked at the cigarettes.
"Dammit," I forgot a lighter. I walked back in and went to the lady.
"Hey I-" she cut me off.
"You forgot a lighter," she smiled. Her teeth were yellow and chipped. She handed me a black and red lighter, which I took gratefully. I thanked her and walked out. Standing outside the store, I pulled out a cigarette out of its casing. It was brown and white. I flicked my thumb over the lighter part, and kept doing that until the flame emerged from the metal. I held up the lighter to the stick and breathed it in.
The smoke filled my lungs and danced along my mouth. I coughed up the smoke and hit my chest repeatedly, trying not to die. After I recovered from the cough attack, I took another swing at it. I breathed in the chemicals, and blew out a steady stream of smoke, which hit the cold evening air.
I got back, around 7ish.
"What the fuck is that?!" Mike stood up and pointed to the cancer stick.
"It's called a cigarette," I took a long drag.
" you can't do that!" Mike ran over to me.
". Hypocrite!" He grabbed my pack and ran outside.
"Loser," I walked up the steps.
"What did you call me?" Mike strictly veiled.
" have have three packs, dipshit." I smiled and ran up to my room, locking the door and blockading it with my bed.
•Mike•
She's gone too far. The boys and I charged up to her room, pushing all of the shit that was in our way. We got to her door and lunged at it. Jaime put his elbow into the lunge, making a butt sized hole in the door. I looked in the broken door, Nicole was holding her cigarette, her eyes are wider than the Gulf of Mexico. Vic reached in and pushed the bed away, which was light. The door was unlocked, so we push the bed with the door. I know she never meant to hurt anyone, she just meant to do it to herself. It's my fault.
•Nicole•
Fear struck my body with sudden force, leaving me paralyzed.
"Doll!" Mike stumbled over the shit on my floor. I gripped my cigarette. His arms embraced my frame in a 'I'm never gonna let you go' hug.
My mind spun around as the nicotine fazed me. I took a drag.
Death.
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FanfictionNicole child, you're okay.. "I'm sorry if I mean anything to you, but I've made up my mind" she screamed in his face as she ran into the streets. All he heard was a car screech to a stop. But it stopped after a thud was sounded. "She can't be dead...
