|Falling for Octavia|

07 | Smoke

"Can I have one?"

"Really? You want a cigarette?" He quirks an eyebrow.

I nod and he says, "Is this your first cigarette ever?"

"Yeah, I am making enough mistakes as it is. What's a fag really going to change?" I speak truthfully. I'm not sure what it is but something about Hunter makes me feel like I could spill the world out of my mouth. Probably because even if I told him the deepest and darkest secret, he'd shrug it off without a glimpse of interest.

"I'd rather you didn't smoke." He replied soundly, like his decision was made. Done and dusted. "I don't want to be the one corrupting you."

I sighed loudly, he wasn't the one corrupting me. I had seen heroin and cocaine being acted out by my eldest brother (Immanuel) when I was ten and he was 16. I'm not sure where he could be know. After my parents died four years ago, he fled. Maybe somewhere far away, like Dubai or India. Somewhere exotic where he got the rest that he needed.

Perhaps he was in the same city as me just a few streets down and working in a major law firm. The only thing I pray isn't happening is that he is somewhere dead, with no one to identify him.

Ariyane to be straight, hated Immanuel. Hated the fact that her older brother who was two years her senior, left her to deal with me to have to forget all plans of college or travelling the word. Instead be stuck serving patties and doing whatever she could to make sure that social services didn't notice I was living with my 18 year old sister. I kind of hated him to.

But there's a thin line between love and hate.

"So tell me about the mysteries of Hunter Peters." I speak, trying to distract myself from my thoughts.

"I have nothing to say." Hunter says as he bites the inside of his cheek.

"Really. I struggle to believe that I mean come on! Every person at school wishes to know you're story. Like are you actually in a gang and what's it's name?" I inquire and turn to face him, my legs crossed over one another in front of me.

"Yes. I can't tell you the name, you might be FBI." Hunter faces me again and I smell the cigarette on his body. Cigarettes mixed with a manly aftershave. The kind you'd smell on the man of you're dreams. Tyler had one similar.

"Is that all you're giving me. Come on, tell me something you've never told anybody." I smile at him and his eyes lock onto mine before dropping to the floor with a locked jaw.

"No offence sweetheart but why would I tell you anything. I don't know you and I don't really buddy up with new people. I'm in a gang, I deal drugs. I've committed deadly sins. That's a major warning sign for you to keep clear from me and stay away."

"Why do I always have to make the right choices. I mean look where it got me. A cheater of an ex, a best friend betrayer, two dead parents and a brother who chose drugs over me." I spit and stand up angrily, don't with this stupid stupid stupid conversation. Done with people telling me what's right for me and what I should not do. Just done.

My legs begin to trot off towards the door that would lead me back into school, what was the fricken point of this.

"Fine, leave." I hear him grumble before I disappear through the door and back into the detention room. When I arrive I realise the classroom is completely empty and I run to get my bag.

Pulling out my phone, my eyes widen when I see the time, it's 5pm. We had been sitting outside making small talk and drifting into our own words for an hour. Time really flies when you're going through a mid life crisis.

I slip my leather coat on and swing my bag over my back. My feet hurt as I walk because of the heels that gave probably given me oozing blisters. I slowly walk towards the exit and open the door without ease. It's heavy and makes me want to trip and fall. Now would be the perfect time for someone to be a gentleman but I guess not.

I leave the school and wind up sitting on the bus as I watch the rain fall from the sky in big droplets of water. Through my ear phones I hear 'Gorgeous by Taylor Swift' and my mind can't help but wander to Tyler.

But not only Tyler, Hunter. Both are so perfect in different wars. Tyler is clean shaven and fresh with blonde hair and a cheesy smile on his face. Average but not too muscly with quite a slim stature. Don't t get me wrong, he completely and utterly has a perfect six pack.

But Hunter is strangely more handsome. With shining brown eyes that sell mystery and brown cropped hair. His face has some stubble around but in a way that seems so natural and good. His lips are fatter then Tyler's and quite red, his build around 6'2 with a more muscular body then Tyler. An bar slits through his eyebrow and I can't help but wonder if he has other piercings.

All in all both are gorgeous.

My brother looked like my dad, even when he was trying to go cold turkey on drugs. With sweat falling down his forehead he looked handsome. As a kid, he always used to play with me and boss me around. Telling what to do and what not to do.

When I arrive home, I notice that Ariyane isn't hear and is most likely and work so I run upstairs and strip off my clothes and take a shower. After which I slide on some tracksuit bottoms and a vest. Comfy and ready to sleep, or at least for now go downstairs and watch vampire diaries whilst worrying about the world.

Halfway through my second episode, I hear the door unlock and know exactly who would be walking through the door. My sister.

"Hey bitch!" I shout and then hear her mutter back a 'hey'. Awfully quiet. I ignore it and throw the blanket off of me. Walking towards Ari's room, inside I find her tapping away on her laptop, excitedly?

"Whatcha doooing?" I require, using Isabella from Phineas and Ferber voice. 

She spins to me and smiles softly, pain is clear in her eyes but also satisfaction and understanding. Ari straightens her back and gestures for me to take a seat next to her.

"I found Immanuel."

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So guys, vote & comment if you like this non because it realllly helps me to write.

Also in case you're confused here are some facts to get your head straight:

- Ariyane is four years older then Octavia. Ariyane is currently 22 and Octavia is 18.

-Octavias parents died when she was 14.

-Immanuel is her brother but we're getting to that slowly. He is six years older than Octavia and would currently be 24.

Thanks guys xxx