Marlboro Lights

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He frowned slightly, as if the thought confused him, and turned towards her. His dark eyes bore into hers. She could almost feel him trying to put together the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle of her mind.

She looked away, back down at the lights. The Ferris wheel jerked suddenly, making her crash against the metal bar that kept them from plunging below. The cool metal dug into her stomach, releasing the monster she struggled to subdue. Hunger and the desire for food shot up and down her torso, and she almost laughed at the irony.

"Speaking of the devil, do you have a smoke?" She didn't expect him to have one, so when he pulled out a small box and a lighter, surprise ran through her veins.

He simply laughed at her expression before lighting one of the cigarettes and handing it to her. She handled it carefully, lifting it to her lips with slim fingers, then exhaling smoke. They watched as it curled and faded into the sky.

"How did you even know I would need a pack?" Her eyes were glued below them, where a group of giggling girls were walking away from the Ferris wheel and staring at every single hunk of testosterone at the fair.

"Well, there's the fact that last time I saw you, you just about smoked three and wouldn't stop playing with your damned lighter." He had a crooked smile, but she couldn't see it. She just stared above her at the dwindling smoke.

"I've only seen you like three times and one of those times I was yelling at you for saran wrapping my bike." She spoke lightly, with her face still turned towards the sky.

He laughed, albeit half-nervously, "It wasn't only me! There were other people there." When she faced him with an arched brow, he folded his hands under his chin and batted his eyelashes.

In response, she just took another drag.

They sat in silence. He was tilting the Ferris car back and forth, making her imagine what it would be like to just slip out of the bars and simply fall into the darkness below. She was just letting herself float in her imagination, her body soaring through the air, spinning and turning with the ground coming closer and closer to her. Then as her disgusting body would hit the ground, it would all be over.

No more pain or hunger or Marlboro Lights.