Cigarettes|| Nash greir smut

New school

Marcus POV

I quietly walked into the vibrating halls of the new highschool. I clenched the straps of my backpack tightly. I walked down the vibrant hallway, searching for the office, not being very successful. I walked down a hallway that looked a lot less crowded. It was quiet. And shady. But suddenly my backpack was ripped off of me. "Hey, your the new kid right? "Asked the guy holding my backpack. "Yes, can I hav- ah ah ah, we should introduce ourselves properly right boys?"he cut me off. I shuttered at two other boys grabbed me and took me to the other end of the hall. They slammed me against the locker. "Hey Nash!"he called out to his left. I looked over and saw a pair of legs behind a locker. He seemed to be smoking a cigarette. "Nash! Look! We got a new kid"the same boy said. There was a huff. Then the locker slammed shut, and I see a boy with long hair, pulled up into a bun. He was smoking a cigarette. His eyes flicked over to mine. They were such a beautiful blue. He looked over at the other guy as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Am I supposed to be impressed Jack? You throwing around a kid that doesn't even know what's going on?"he said, his eyes facing forward. "U-um"Jack said as Nash stood up. "I distinctly remember telling you to leave the freshmen alone"he said walking over to me as Jacks goons let me go. "Hey kid, you should be lucky that these fucks didn't touch you"he said snatching my backpack from Jack. He kindly handed it back to me. As I was going for it he roughly grabbed my wrist and made me kind of yell. He twisted it to where my wrist was facing him. He looked at my tattoo and chuckled. He let go and shoved me my backpack. "Get lost kid"he demanded. I only nodded and ran out of the hallway. Once I was a safe distance, I looked at my throbbing wrist. My gay pride tattoo was red and swollen from his grip.
I huffed. So this is what its like. I walked into the large crowd of people and blended with the rest of them.

After a few hours I decided to take a break from learning. I slipped into the bathroom and closed the door. I huffed as I looked at myself in the mirror. A familiar sent filled my nose. Cigarette smoke? I shuttered as I heard the stall open. Nash walked out of it with a cigarette in his lips. "This bathroom is off limits freshman"he said. "O-ok, I'll just go"I said nervously walking towards the door. "Did I ask you to leave?"he snapped. I stopped. "Whatever you do, just not in the face"I said. "You think I'm gonna hit you?"he chuckled. "Well like! Um no of course not! It-I mean you look kind of intimidating!"I said. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised as he took the cigarette from his lips. "Very stereotypical, what's your name kid"he asked. "M-marcus"I said. "Marcus"he said walking up to me. My knees began to tremble. He put his cigarette in my hand. "I don't want to see your face anymore"he said before closing my hand in the lit cigarette. I screamed and tried to jerk away, but his hand gripped my steaming fist tightly. "Hmm, yeah, it burns doesn't it"he said."N-nash stop! Let me go! G-god! It burns!"I whimpered. "If I see you again, it'll get worse"he said. "Fine! Please! Just let me go!"I begged. He clenched my fist tighter and I screamed. Then he finally let me go. I quickly walked over to the sink and turned on the cold water. "You fucking psychopath!"I yelled. "Let it be a lesson"he said as he walked out of the bathroom. There was a scolded line on my hand where the cigarette burned. I bit my lip in pain as I forced my hand under the water.