Smoke // castano

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟬𝟭𝟴.

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟬𝟭𝟴: 𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄/ 𝗯𝗮𝗲
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𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴
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~at home~

"is your mom just never home?" mariano asked throwing his bag by the front door.

"pretty much yeah" i threw mine next to his

"you got a nice house" he looked around

"yeah sure" i patted his shoulder

"did you bring anything?" i asked him closing my door

"i mean i have stuff on me but don't you have some?"

"uhh no it's all gone" i smiled

"Y/N?? THAT WAS A LOT OF FUCKING WEED?? THAT'S NOT GOOD FOR YOU" he yelled at me

"isn't your whole "job" to sell?" i questioned

"i mean yeah but not when it's hurting someone i care about" he responded

i did a full 360 twirl;

"i'm fine mar"

"you can't keep doing it that much" he looked at me with worried eyes

"just give me somee" i begged

"fine here" he threw me a bag "where's the bathroom?"

"right there" i pointed to a door in my room

i mean yeah, I've been doing more than normal but i wanna build up a tolerance, and honestly it helps the pain go away.

"I'M GOING ON THE ROOF" i yelled so he could hear me

i climbed out my window and sat on the roof. it's probably one of my favorite things to do for years. when i first started talking to vinnie we would come up here all the time. we used to have picnics up here a lot. i smiled to myself, i used to really be happy.

"what are you smiling about" mariano climbed out my window sitting next to me.

"the past" i said as i started rolling

"aye aye, not too much" he snatched it out of my hand

"your not my mom" i tried to snatch it back

"no im not, im actually here taking care of you" he smiled in my face

i felt tears coming into my eyes;

"aye baby what's wrong?" he rubbed my back

"just miss my mom you know" i rubbed my eyes smiling

"im so sorry, i shouldn't have said that" he frowned

"don't be sorry, your right" i hugged him

he wrapped his arms around me and i put my head in the crotch of his neck. we just sat there for a while looking into the distance. it was so comforting, honestly i never wanted this to end. i never wanted a lot of things to end but they always did.

"you ready?" he handed me a blunt

"mhm" i grabbed it

i took a deep breathe before i hit, which i never did. i always thought of it as a way to "leave reality" but right now i was enjoying reality.

"you good?" he asked me exhaling

"mhm"

i liked the feeling of happiness but it always made me anxious. when was it gonna end? who was gonna ruin it? how hurt was i gonna become? that's the thoughts that always filled my head when i was so called "happy"

i moved closer to mariano and he wrapped his arm around my neck. he knew what i always needed, it was like some connection we had. i looked up at him;

"can you stay the night? i don't wanna be alone"

he smiled "yeah of course" he started getting up but i pulled him back down;

"not yet, not high enough"

      "uber to my house, tell me how you feel"

            "i can understand he did you wrong, cuts on
         yo wrist and you feelin so alone"

                "you can listen to this song if you want
            too, you can uber to my house if you want
          too"

                   𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗮𝗴𝗲: 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗶𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗶

- i can not take how fine this man is 🤚🏼🤚🏼:

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