I'm sitting outside in my car in the parking lot. It's late and I just got home from work.
I reach into my glove box in the car and dig around to try to find my cigarettes.
I smoked when I was a teenager and in my early twenties but then I stopped for a while. That's when i first started dating Taylor.
If she found out she would flip.
I finally find the cigarette box and take one out. I get out of the car and go to the side of the house where there isn't many windows and it's covers by most of tree's and bushes. I put the cigarette box back into my jacket pocket. I light the cigarette on fire and I take a hit of it. I inhale deeply and exhale smoke comes out of my nose and mouth and I instantly feel more relaxed.
I started smoking to make me less stressed.
Then I got addicted to it.
Yeah I know it bad for me.
But just one won't hurt.
Twenty minutes later I finish the cigarette and dig it into the dirt. I take out my box of mints and take one to hopefully get the smell out of my breath and brushing my teeth will help as well when I go to bed.
I carefully open the front door and walk slowly through the dark house. I start to make my way up the stairs until a bright light suddenly blinds me.
"Ugh!" I yell.
"Y/N! Where have you been!?" Taylor's asks
"Shit!" I cursed out in surprise.
I turn to see Taylor is sitting on the couch in her nightgown and she is pissed.
"I told you I was going to arrive home late tonight." I said.
"I know I heard you pull up." Taylor said annoyed.
"I just got home." I said.
"Where were you for twenty minutes after you got out of the car?" Taylor asks getting up and walking over to me.
"I don't know what you are talking about." I said lying.
Taylor makes a discussed faced when she gets closer to me,
"Is that cigarette smoke I smell?" Taylor asks.
"What? No I don't smoke." I said still hoping to get out of this.
Taylor smells my breath, "Very minty." She said still suspicious.
"I chewed some gum on the way home. Can I go to bed now? It's late and I'm tied." I said.
"Okay. Let's go to bed." Taylor said and I turned around.
Right when my back was turned to Taylor I felt her reach into my jacket pocket and take out the box of cigarettes,
"Hey!" I yelled out in surprise and turned around to see Taylor with a shocked and angry expression on her face looking down at the box of cigarettes in her hand.
"What's this then?" She asks angry.
I sighed, "Fuck. Okay yes I was out having a cigarette." I said.
"Really y/n Smoking!? You have never mentioned smoking to me before! How long have you been doing this?" Taylor asks upset.
"I started when I was in high school and did it in my early twenties. I stopped smoking right after I met you. I knew how much you hated it. So I quite." I said.
"Why start again?" Taylor asks.
"Stress. I only take it when I'm stressed or overwhelmed. I swear I'm not like I was in high school I smoked way worse then." I said.
"There are other ways I relieve stress. Just promise me you will stop smoking. Please?" Taylor asks.
"Okay. Yes I will." I said and I walked over to the garbage can and threw the box away.
"Thank you." Taylor said.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you too." Taylor said and hugged me.
"Come on let's go to bed." I said and we walked upstairs.
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