marlboro → mike☾[au]

one

edith 

I fumbled around my backpack, searching for the pack of cigarettes that i bought only yesterday,  and sipping from the - now cold - cup of coffee. 

fuck. they weren't here. my mouth was dry, and was now craving the comferting smoke more than ever. i looked through my backpack once more but setteled on the fact that they-were-not-here. 

sighing, i put my head in my hands, and pushed the coffee away from me - now feeling slightly nausious. i have lost my cigs and i'm not going to have the money for a new pack until a weeks time. it was only 7am and already i was on the way to a nervous break down. 

they must be here somewhere, i stand up and began figurusly searching my small room. posters were starting to peel off my walls to reveal the bad paint job underneath, and my carpet was begining to turn green. 

halfway through looking into the soul of my pigstye of a room, i heard my boyfriend shout up to me to come downstairs. huffing, i stomped downstairs wondering if he took them, only to remember that dennis doesn't smoke. dennis doesn't really do much of anything. 

when i really thought about it, he was kinda boring. 

oh well - i scoff - i'm only with him so that i have a place to stay anyway. 

once i get down stairs, i spot dennis in the small living room opposite the tiny kitchen. we bought this place a few months ago - purely because it cost nearly nothing and dennis mainly pays for it anyway. 

"what?" i say, coming off a little more rude than i would have liked. "i mean what's wrong sweetie?" i ask in a cute voice, that was proably faker than my stepmothers boobs. 

he smiles at me, and motions for me to come sit on his lap. i force myself not to roll my eyes, and walk over to him. its not that i don't like him, and i mean he is an alright looking guy...i just, i don't know. dennis leans his head onto the crook of my neck and i feel him plant a small, firm kiss there. 

"wanna go out tonight?" he asks me. 

"why? we always stay in." i reply. it's true. 

"that is exactly my point. we always stay in, now lets go out and have a night of fun." he grins, and i force myself to smile back and say:

"fine."

"yay!" he laughs, and kisses me again, this time looking deep into my eyes. "i love you edith." 

"i love you too." i say. 

his dark brown eyes bored into my hazel ones, and i shifted uncomftably - feeling as if he knew what i really thought about him. he frowned slightly peering at my worried expression but tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear afterwards and gave me a warm smiles which i not so happily returned. 

"hey do you know where my cigarettes went?" 

he sighs and shakes his head, "no edith. i dont. and i also don't aprove of you smoking still. you promised me you would at least try to quit."

"and i did try, but my brain wasn't having it." he pouted, and i sighed. "look babe, i just need you to get me another pack from the store. i don't have any money on me at the minute, and someone seemed to have stolen my previous pack." 

the lines in his forehead deepend. "edith please, can't you just quit?"

my face twisted into a furious expression, and i pulled myself from his lap. "you know i can't do that dennis, and yet you try to push me further. why do you always have to push me?" i state loudly, running my hand through my hair and then bringing it to rub my temple - a headache was brewing. 

he saw how upset and mad i looked, and his entire face changed. "i know, i know babe. i'm sorry! i will get you a pack now, of course i will." he stand up from the couch and kisses me on my cheek. "what do you want?"

"marlboro."

"okay. i love you."

i didn't respond, other than a simple "mm" and watched him as he pulled on his shoes and coat and unlocked the front door. 

"i'll be back in twenty babe!" he calls, and then he leaves. 

thank god for that. 

i go back upstairs and begin to peel off the over-sized sweater, and black leggings that i had slept in the night before and changed into some clothes suitable for were i worked, meaning ripped jeans and an old shirt. 

i worked in a record store down down, and was about a 15 minute drive from here, and my shift started at 8:30am. i looked at my old watch and it read 7:30. that gave me enough time to wait for dennis to come back with my cigarettes and still get to work on time.

i lay down on the bed, and close my eyes - waiting for my 'boyfriend' to come back. 

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NEW STORY YAYAYAYAYA! 

and this time its a fanfiction bc i really wanted to write one so ha. 

and i am getting pretty bored of the other story 

so here we are! hope you all like this first chapter