"Oh, please. You were fucking your sister's best friend's brains out." I said coldly, "... Like she had any, to begin with." I tried not to sound hurt. He chuckled, the cigarette bobbing up and down. Rob caught me staring at it, "I would offer you one, but you should quit." He said, sucking in the nicotine. "These things kill you." He concluded. Little did he know he was the one killing me softly every time he looked at me. I stared into his piercing gray-blue eyes as he looked away at the waves forming. He would never know I was truly madly in love with him. *A short story by the NCN editor. ( Credits to @xDemonsFlowerx for the perfect cover.)