I know you better -Shoey-

Chapter 12: Cigarettes

{Narrators Pov}

He woke up with a loud buzzing in his head. Shane, who is and has always been more built, had his hands around his hips. Everything burned and stirred, and it was 6 am. It's about an hour drive back to Shanes house, where he'll probably wear another band shirt of his, with tight black skinny jeans.

He walked to the very small balcony area, which was definitely just made for one person so they wouldn't smoke in the hotel room.

Alright.

Joey pulled out a small box from his back pocket. He pulled out a cigarette, and the other box, which held matches, and Joey had always thought matches were a way cooler and better way to light the cigarettes, better than a lighter. He brought it to his lips, and took a big puff in and out, coughing a bit.

It was a bad habit he picked up while at the camp that was supposed to be good for him. Some kids found a box in the woods every now and then. Joey would take a stick, and eventually it became some what of an addiction.

After continuously bringing it to his lips, it started to get easier and easier, like it always did. This had only been his third personal pack, second out of the camp. He had stopped by a gas station and picked up two. They let him have it, because he's eighteen and can technically smoke.

Only if Shane knew.

He put it out on his thigh, which burned for a second then it didn't anymore. He likes the burn of things. He always told himself it was better to burn than to freeze. He walked back in to meet Shane, who had just woken up. He slid the two boxes back into the pocket of his boxers.

{Joeys Pov}

Joey: Hey babe.

I gave Shane a wet kiss on the cheek and Shane smiled.

Shane: Already up?

Joey: Yeah.

I watched as Shane slid back into the clothes he had on yesterday.

Shane walked over to me, and turned me around to look at my back.

Shane: Joey..

Shane gasped as he ran his cold fingers in circular motions around my back. I was tense at first, but forced myself to relax a bit.

Shane would never hurt me.

Shane handed me the clothes I wore yesterday.

Shane: If we wanna get there on time you gotta get dressed. Then we go back to my place for clean clothes, and then well finally get to school. School starts at 8:30 if you forgot.

I looked over at the clock. 7:00 am. I slid the clothes on and headed out the hotel door with Shane.