Smoke // castano

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟰𝟰.

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟰𝟰: 𝗺𝗲?
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>𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱<
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"i could've paid for that" i rolled my eyes as i stepped out the car

"but i did, so no need to worry about it anymore" he smirked, following me inside

as much as i appreciated the gesture, i hated when people payed for my stuff. i don't know why, i just do. i always felt so bad i had to pay them back after.

"you got any food?" he asked barbering into my kitchen

"yeah, help yourself to whatever" i laughed

"thanks babe"

i nodded and put the bags down on the table. i still felt guilty but i would for sure pay him back. i looked over and saw him stuffing his face with chips.

"your making a mess everywhere" i scolded him

"shit my bad" he bent down snd and scooped up the crumbs

"hey mar, i'm gonna use the bathroom"

i walked upstairs and made my way to the bathroom. i glanced in the mirror and smiled at myself, maybe this would be the last relationship i would get in. maybe it might last.

my hand reached for my mascara, and applied a little more. i did the same with lip gloss, i hated not looking decent around him. i highly doubt he cared but it was constantly on my mind.

it wasn't insecurities, it was simply wanting every one to think highly of me, i know it was a bad habit but i couldn't help myself. gladly everyone, or most people, did think highly of me.

"Y/N ARE YOU OKAY?"

i snapped out of my thoughts are responded "YEAH IM ALMOST DONE"

i hadn't even done what i came in here to do. it was whatever, i barley had to go. i smiled at myself one more time before i walked out of the bathroom.

"did you take a shit" he chuckled

"no the hell?" i threw a pillow at him before sitting next to him on the couch

"you took forever" he kept laughing

"i was just touching up my makeup"

he rolled his eyes in annoyance before he answered;

"you don't need makeup love"

"i might not need it, but it makes me feel better about myself" i admitted

"suit yourself, but i think your pretty either way" he directed his attention to the tv

"what made you so soft" i asked out of no where

"i'm not soft" he scoffed

"you seem all lovey lately" i added

"i'm NOT soft" he raised his voice

"jeez, i'm sorry" i lowered my trembling voice

he didn't respond, he just glued his eyes to the tv. i felt uncomfortable sitting here next to him so i got up. at-least i was trying to but my arm accidentally hit his drink that was poured in an open cup.

shit.

he stood up, drenched in what appeared to be water, shaking his arms;

"SERIOUSLY Y/N"

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i'm kind of going to change the way i'm writing this book because of my obsession with the way duplicity and more popular books are written :)

-music will only be attached to select chapters
-i recommend reading in the font "times new roman"
-dark background recommended
-daily short updates or long scattered chapters

thank you so much for 13k!! there will DEFINITELY be an update tomorrow long or short <3