"Oh please love," he rolls his eyes, "Don't act like you didn't ask me here."
"I didn't!" I sighed running a hand through my hair, "I've got something really important going on right now, I wouldn't ask you here especially now!"
"I've got the messag...
"Jesus fucking christ-" I gaped running a hand through my now frazzled hair, it's now been 5 minutes since Asher left. "What the hell was that!" I could barley breath right, I was still tingling from his touch.
"Are- you alright?" Makkenna asks walking to stand beside me, I nod slowly not trying to look like I was having a mental breakdown.
"Yeah, thanks."
She leans against the wall, and pulls out a pack of Marlboro Menthol Black 100's. "Do you care if I?" referring to the cigarettes she just pulled out of her bra. I shake my head and she flicks her white lighter lighting the minty cigarette.
Smoking didn't bother me I didn't particularly enjoy it, but my dad smoked; my mother did and most of the rest of my family. I enjoyed the smell to tell you the truth, yet I never found it attractive; well that was until today.
"You don't talk much." she observes, I shake my head again.
"No, not really." I sigh eyeing her cigarette, I'd hit one once; it was a full flavor and I almost died of a coughing fit. The minty smell was alluring with the cloud of smoke it looked beautiful, the smell made me think of Asher and I close my eyes trying to rid the thought.
"You wanna hit?" Makkenna questions looking a bit apprehensive holding it out for me to grab, I don't hesitate before reaching for it and plucking it out of her fingers with my index and middle finger, pressing it to my lips with a deep inhale. It was smooth gliding down my lungs and a content calming feeling relaxed my entire body with the exhale.
"So what's really going on with that guy?" she laughs a kind smile on her face, any worry she'd had about asking if I wanted to smoke with her disappeared from her face.
"Long- story." I sigh shaking my head inhaling the smoke to calm my nerves once again. "How could you tell?"
"Girl, as soon as he touched you; you were as red as a tomato, people who are dating don't normally act so nervous around the other." she laughed,
"I've only just met him," I sighed slowly puffing the cigarette, "literally just to-fucking-day." I chuckled.
"That's interesting considering your messy hair, swollen lips and the way your clothes have ridden up; especially your shorts." my eyes widened looking down my scars were now very visible I gasped pulling them down to cover them back up and looking away embarrassed. Makkenna's eyes showed sympathy, and an empathetic smile crossed her lips. "We've all got a past. Just, maybe not everybody is exactly proud of theirs." I took a couple more hits of her cigarette before giving it back and rushing inside without another word.
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Last nights dinner with dad and Kelsi's family went surprisingly well, considering what had happened right before. We'd even watched a movie afterward, after they left and I'd went up to my room I'd lied awake all night tossing and turning thinking about that damned kiss. I felt dirty, for acting the way I had. I just gave in, without a fight; it was as if my brain decided to shut itself down like, "Oh! Sexy guy? Let me just stop any type of rational thinking, and let this sex god looking of a man take complete control and do whatever the fuck he wants to me!" I growled putting a pillow over my face, in frustration.
I'd finally fallen asleep at 3 am, having to wake up 3 and a half hours later. Dad came in to wake me up like every morning continuing my morning routine with a shower then doing my hair and makeup.
I did a light version of a smoky eye, my eyebrows and foundation. I hated having to put in makeup everyday and hated the feeling of it on my face even more. Curling the ends of my hair and pulled it into a ponytail.
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My outfit was basic, a baggy white t-shirt with black ripped jeans and my leather jacket pulling on my combat boots I trudge down the stairs.
"Good morning sweetheart." My dad smiled at me, "here's your medicine, I picked up your refill yesterday when I went to the store." Handing me a small tiny pill he slid me a glass of water and a piece of toast as well. I took a few bites of the toast, popped the anti-depressant/ Anti-anxiety with a swallow of water and sighed.
"Ready?" I asked I couldn't wait to get back home and go to sleep. He nodded,
"You seem exhausted did you sleep okay ?"
"Honestly, no. I tossed and turned all night I didn't fall asleep till like 3." I closed my eyes I let my head drop onto the counter top. Dad sighed thinking to himself for a moment,
"You can stay home today, but I'm going to have a couple people check on you thought the day." He kissed my forehead giving me a hug. "Now go wash that damn makeup off your face, get on some comfortable clothes and try to take a nap."
"Alright thank you," I yawed, "you're the best." As I trudged back up the stairs. *****************************************
After putting on some of my loose comfy pajama shorts and a sweater I cleaned off my face and let my hair down, I curled up on the couch with a big blanket and turned on Netflix letting the show The Vampire Diaries play as background noise as I drifted right back to sleep. *********** A knock at the door startled me from my sleep figuring it was someone my dad sent to check on me I slowly got up wiping the sleep from my eyes and dragging my hands down my face I sigh. There were a few harder knocks,
"I'm coming, I'm coming, jeeze." I yelled finally reaching the door I swung it open to see Asher standing there leaning against my door way a cigarette hanging from his mouth and a small smirk playing on his lips. Mischief danced in his eyes as he scanned my body up and down. I gasped frozen in my spot, the ways my body reacts to him pissed me off beyond belief.
