by artistsrunwild
originally published at 04:29AM on Thursday, October 11, 2007

I sit on the floor and take out a cigarette. I light it and wait for the effect.
“Give me one,” comes Daniel’s bored request. I hand one over and we wait, the both of us, on more alcohol and cigarettes. We wait on the consequences of our habit.
The music continues to get louder so I can’t hear anymore. We sit in silence.

“It’s late, Daniel. We should go.”
Daniel coughs and I start to worry about him. Smoking is deadly; I’ve always known that and now I can’t stop.

Before I met Daniel, I never smoked. I found it disgusting and none of my friends were ever allowed to smoke around me. Now that’s changed. He went out with such a cool group of people, that I felt like an outsider because I didn’t smoke. Now I’m addicted but Daniel loves me and I feel lucky because of that.

Daniel says something so I sit up. He hands me another cigarette and I take it and stand up.
“These things are horrid,” I spit at him. “I’ve had enough. We’re through.”
I leave with the smoke still in hand.
“Julz, give it back! I need it!”




  • from artistsrunwild:

    This was originally written in German as a response to a topic for school…hence the sometimes awkward translation…but I liked the concept of the story so I thought I’d recreate…ficlets style

  • from THX 0477:

    Took me a sec, cause I misread a part, but I really like that as she tells him they’re through he just wants the cigarette back. Love is blind, but addiction is wide-eyed and bugging for a fix.

  • from someday_93:

    Yeah. Goes to show how much that relationship meant to him…

  • from Kermitgorf:

    he’s addicted to smokes,n booze, but sadly not her. Give up that habit dude! Girls dont wanna kiss an ashtray!

  • from ♠Ana Cristina♥:

    I really liked this, especially your line:

    We wait on the consequences of our habit.