Have We Met? (Remington Leith)

Threats and Cigarettes

I walked out of the venue with my camera stuff, hanging over my shoulder. I walked back to the hotel next to Quintin who decided to stop by after the wedding to help me, something he used to do a lot back in highschool.

We rode the elevator up to the right floor then I led him to my room. Once there we unloaded all of the supplies then he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lighted one, taking a big drag and releasing.

I felt my craves come back and behind to attack my brain as I stared at the cancerous but beautiful smoke stick held between his pointer finger and middle finger.

"You want one," he asked sounding amused. "You seem stressed."

Even though I should have said no, I nodded and he handed me one. I place it between my lips and he lit it for me. I took a large drag and imeadiatley started coughing.

"I can see it's been a while since you've smoked one," Quintin commented and I rolled my eyes once calming down.

After a minute I had begun to get reused to the smoke and taste and it began to feel heavenly. I walked out onto the balcony and leaned on the railing, staring at the view I had of the Eiffel Tower, blowing smoke.

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Quintin had left and I had took a shower. Then I grabbed my phone and sat on the balcony scrolling through the comments left on my picture of the Eiffle Tower.

After getting bored I decided to look through my missed texts, even though that's probably what I should've done first. I seen I had a missed text from Remington and I opened it up.

Rem: tour was put on hold because some retard threatened to blow up each and every venue :'(
1hr ago

Me: OMG! people are so horrible

Rem: now I'm going to be stuck here being bored for a month and a half :(

Me: it's not that long of a time period, I've been on longer vacations

Rem: why can't I just fly there so you can just tell me what you need to tell me now

Shit, that means I have to tell him sooner. This is going to be so fucking hard.

Me: well, that's going to be difficult

Rem: why?

Me: because....it's complicated okay, it involves feelings and shit and that's a very complicated thing for me

Rem: geez, calm down short stuff

Me: Remington...

Rem: oops, hit a sore spot, good night princess short stuff

Me: (//_-) yeah yeah whatever, good evening vampire prince

I turned my phone off with a large smile on my face and walked inside and plugged it up before crawling into the comfortable hotel bed. I easily fell asleep with the thought of all my major problems being left back at home.

I walked through the dark hallway, my eyes focused on a bright light coming from a room at the end if it. I walked through the door and seen a blanket covering what seemed to be a person. I walked over and pulled the blanket off of the person and seen my mom laying there.

Her breathing was very shallow and bruises covered her face and a cast was on one arm while the other was in a sling, a cast was also on one of her legs. Small cuts and scratches covered her skin and her bottom lip was swollen.

I felt a hand on my back and looked to my side to see the same blurry face I've seen almost every night.

"Don't worry, she'll be okay," he said and and I nodded, looking back at my mom.

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