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but what is right? (mature warning)

nicolas/ana a fucking impossible couple
a lil bit sexual n some slurs

Out of nowhere, he lit the curly raven haired girl's cigarette, receiving a surprised glance.
"Wow," Ana began, "that's the kindest gesture you've made towards me." her lips met the cigarette. Nicolas didn't reply and just watched the smoke ascend into the black. "You're not smoking?"
"I promised Vincent I'd try to quit." Nicolas explained. Vincent had given him lollipops to suck on instead of smoking.
Ana raised her eyebrows at him and nodded, turning her gaze towards the lit sky. "He's lucky to have a brother like you."
"And his brother is going to get him killed." Nicolas mumbled, playing with the small white stick in his hand. "I'm sorry about everything I've done."
"Are you drunk?"
"No," Nicolas had not drank a single shot- yet.
"Me neither..." Ana held her breath, "you're actually sorry?" before he could speak, she cut in, "Yeah, me too. I was a bitch. I know how much you love Vincent and how much he means to you, I understand completely. If Marcel met a bitch like me and she was a total slut, I wouldn't have wanted my brother around her either."
"I hit you."
"And I molested Vincent." she sounded ashamed. Suddenly, she turned to Nicolas and took his hands into her own. "Forgive me." she let her cigarette drop onto the wet concrete, pushing Nicolas onto the bench behind them. Nicolas allowed her lips to touch his own. He wasn't sure what he was doing, he surely wasn't drunk. Smoke from Ana made its away into Nicolas's mouth, covering the stench of sweat with the smell of cigarette smoke. It was Ana he was kissing, but yet he felt totally relaxed.
"What are you doing?" Nicolas snapped, but hesitantly pulled her in again. They let their tongues explore each other's mouths, quiet moans coming from the two as Ana's hand groped at his crotch and Nicolas hiked up her dress. This isn't right Nicolas thought, but still he pulled those pink panties down and threw them aside.

Vincent had watched the two stand beside each other in silence for a while, and he felt relief when Nicolas lit Ana's cigarette. He had to make sure Nicolas didn't go out and brutally murder the girl. Eavesdropping, Nicolas gave him a shock.
"I'm sorry about everything I've done."
Good boy Vincent steadied his breathing.
"Yeah, me too. I was a bitch. I know how much you love Vincent and how much he means to you, I understand completely. If Marcel met a bitch like me and she was a total slut, I wouldn't have wanted my brother around her either."
Vincent was frightened by Ana at times with how reckless and brash she was, but he never thought she was a bitch or a slut.
"I hit you." Vincent remembered when Ana and Nicolas had gotten into a bad argument and Nicolas had slapped her straight across the face and grabbed her by her hair. The worst only happened when they were drunk.
"And I molested Vincent." that incident had fucked up Vincent when she rubbed him and tried blowing him. Again, she was drunk. He was glad that she stopped when somehow she realized what she was doing.
"Forgive me."
Praying, Vincent watched the two take each other's hands. When they started kissing, some force compelled him to watch. He forgot how to breath when Nicolas had dropped her little pink panties.
This isn't right.