St. Sebastian

I noticed a cigarette hanging out of the corner of one of the boy’s mouth.

“Ew” I muttered to myself about the cigarette as they walked passed.

I guess he heard me because the next thing I know I pined against a wall of random person house, with the boy’s hands on the wall on both side of my head.

“What’s that darling?” he asked, smoke drawing out of his mouth into the surrounding air.
His voice giving me goose-bumps

“I was just referring to the cigarette hanging out of your mouth” I stated “you know that each cigarette you smoke takes six minutes off your life?”

He just stared at me, his pale blue eyes slightly shining in the afternoon sun, he took the cigarette from his mouth, chucked it to the floor, squashing it with his foot and walked away.