Immortal

Ciggarettes and chill

Everything was overwhelming.  I felt a sinking feeling of despair as I realised something i had been denying for the past hour: Cam was going to be the death of me.

I quickly took out the cigarettes I concealed in my back pocket of my skinny jeans and head down the stairs making my way behind the academy open space. I took out the cigarette and lit it inhaling the intoxicating smoke in my lungs. As a vampire smoking was like breathing oxygen it was refreshing and rejuvenating. It was a bad habit but it didn't efffect my body. I was already dead.

"Can I have one?" a gentle voice asks. I immediately registered who it was. It was cam.

"Sure" I say with no emotion. I quickly hand him one  and our hands touch. His touch was electrifying and I yearned for his soft touch.

"Your hands are cold. Take my jacket" cam offers.

" I don't take things from strangers" I say quickly.

"And I just took a cigarette from a stranger. We're even." He smirks his lips curling into a devious handsome smile. His glinting eyes accompanied with his smile was intoxicating.

"If you insist" I exclaim.

Cam took his black leather jacket wrapping it around me while touching my waist. I froze under his touch. What was he doing to me.

"Wow your really cold." He says tenderly.

No shit I'm a vampire. But obviously I can't say that.

"Yeah I've been here a while to clear my head" I lie.

I could tell he registered my lie. His playful smile drew into a stern expression.

"Why do you smoke" he asks curious.

"Because I love the way the smoke chokes me, but I also love the way it intoxicates me" I reply satisfied with my answer.

"Hmm it isn't very lady like to see a girl smoke you know" he says truthfully while his green alluring orbs fixed on me. I could tell he was joking with me. I enjoyed his jokes in our past lives. And I knew he missed our jokes too.

"Oh really. Is it lady like if I do this" my lips grazed his ears but still remaining distance.

He huffed clearly exasperated by my teasing.

"You know how to make a man feel weak" cam says teasing.

"Oh I know. I do it with my boyfriend all the time." I state.

Cam looked at me hurt and maybe jealously in his eyes. I knew him so well over the years and registered his pained expression.

"Boyfriend? Did you leave him behind or did you sneak him in with you along with these" Cam questions with curiosity glinting in his eyes.

"Oops did I say boyfriend I mean ex." I tease.

Cam laughed beautifully. His laughter was always a kind laughter, it was like a song to a bird that came in happy moments.

I inhale the smoke and exhale relaxing my nerves.

"What happened with the security" I ask. I wanted to know how if he changed desperately. I wanted to know all about him.

"Oh that. Just got in a fight" Cam replies frankly. Cam was always the type to get in to fights.

"Ah you seem like the fighting type. The literal embodiment of 'I'm the bad guy don't mess with me or I'll fuck you up type" I say staring him straight in the eyes.