Addiction

: . : Teaser : . :

\\Tyler's P.O.V//

I sit in my backyard listening to the crackle of the fire as i stare out into the afternoon sky that is a mixture of purple, orange, and blue since it is about 7 o'clock now. My thoughts are louder than the sweet hum of the cicadas. I can't hear anything but my thoughts that are screaming to be released through my special medicine. A cigarette. I know i shouldn't but i just can't help myself, even if it is for him.