ashes [m.h.] (Completed)

Chapter 24.

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*drug warning*

yall should've seen that coming tho lol

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"So you smoke weed, right?"

The moment the words leave my lips, his head snaps to meet me with a serious expression on his face. I search his eyes briefly before his head turns back to the road.

"Yea." He mutters.

"Do you have any?" I already know the answer to this question, but I can't let him know I went through his stuff. I keep my eyes on him. His jaw clenches and it's as if he's contemplating admitting it or not.

"Why?" He keeps his eyes forward.

"I, um... I'd like to try some." I tell him the truth.

He simply nods.

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I watch him closely as he bends down and grabs the red box that I found only hours ago. He faces me as he opens it and the familiar big bag of green is revealed.

"Grab my lighter and the little papers in the top drawer." He instructs me.

I quickly open the drawer and locate the items. I look up and find that Matty has taken a seat on his bed, with all the supplies in his view. His fingers move at lightening speed and within seconds he has one joint done. He finishes a second soon after and it's as if he's done it a million times before. I'm quite impressed. I suppress the pang of sadness for him and decide not to worry just for my own selfish needs.

"Here" he says holding a joint out to me. I take it between my fingers delicately, not wanting to ruin his creation. My eyes study the object briefly before I look up to Matty for further Instruction.

"Put it between your lips like a cigarette." He tells me.

I do as he says and mimic what I've seen people do on Instagram and Tumblr. The small thing sits strangely between my lips just as Matty's hand comes towards me with a lighter in hand. He flicks his thumb and a flame appears soon after. It sways back in the air as its pushed closer to me. I watch as it touches the end of the paper in my mouth, setting it a blaze. Once lit, the flame is removed and my eyes meet Matty's.

"Inhale."

I do just that. Drawing my breath in, I inhale the sickly smoke. Before I know it, my throat hitches causing my lungs to spiral inti a fit of coughs. My eyes water, and I remove the paper from my lips.

Matty's low chuckle drowns my coughing as I try to regain my composure. His hand reaches for mine, confiscating the drug. He raises it to his own lips and takes a long drag. I watch him in awe at how easy he does it. After removing the paper from his now smoke filled mouth he heads my way. His head dips down as his free hand grasps my chin for the second time today. This time his hand moves in action to open my mouth. I part my lips willingly as he moves in, closing the space between us. His lips connect with mine, but he doesn't move to kiss me. Instead, he opens his mouth, letting a load of smoke seep through into mine. I swallow it hungrily, taking every last bit from him. He deataches himself from me and my mouth closes, not wanting to loose any of the gift Matty just gave me.

"Hold it." He says, eyes glued to mine.

I do as he says. Not long after a stinging hits the back of my throat, making me want to cough the smoke out. Matty keeps his eyes on my as he takes another drag, but this time for himself to keep.

"Breathe out. Slowly." He says with smoke leaking from his lips.

My mouth forms a small "o" and I slowly push the smoke out with a long breath.

"Good?" He questions.

I nod with a smile on my face.

"More?" He asks me, and I sense he already knows the answer.

"Yes please." I smile. He looks me in the eyes as a smile begins to tug at his lips. His hand raises with the drug in hand and he takes the liberty of bring it to my mouth. I let him hold it as I take a long drag. He mimics my actions soon after.

We continue this routine over and over until we've finished roughly three of those little rolled up papers. The drug didn't take any noticeable effect at first. It wasnt until the end of the 3rd joint that I actually started to forget my previous worries. My chest felt lighter as if all the gravitational pressure had been completely cut off. My head was clear and light as well. I felt lile I was floating. My want for more relief caused me to keep asking for more and more. Matty found it amusing the first few times. He must've liked the way I nearly begged for it. After the third one, he knew exactly what I was going to ask for. Before I could utter the words he told me I had had enough. I was just about to disagree when he tackled me onto the mattress in a playful manner. And here we are.

Matty and I lay in bed tangled in each others arms as we enjoy our high together. My hand is caught in his addicting brown curls, as my head rests on his tattood chest. My hand releases his curls and move to his chest. I trace the large tattoo in the center of his chest. "Annie" it reads on a ribbon with two birds perched just below it. His body tenses. I can tell this woman must mean a lot to him if he had her name forever engraved on his chest. I choose not to ask about the possibly sensitive subject. I raise my head to look at him. His eyes are already on me as I meet his gaze. His eyes are full of adornment as a smile forms on his lips. His hold on my body gets tighter and I find it quite comforting.

"What?" I say as he stares deep in my eyes.

A breathy confession leaves his lips in response.

"God, I love you. Don't you mind?"

Y'all this is my favvv. I was listening to a playlist and "Me" came on and I couldn't resist putting that at the end. Hope u like!

P.s. this chapter gives me "Chocolate" vibes yknow? I listened to the song while proof reading it and it was pretty good.

-nya