I quit my job. I just smoke and cry. My parents have to force me to eat. I don't want to do anything. "Tyler?" I heard my sister call. I got off my bed, walking up the stairs and opening the door.
"Yeah?"
"Can you take me to the mall?" She asked and looked up at me. Her hair was growing longer and she was getting boobs. She's 12 and she's finally the person she should be.
"Sure. Let me get showered cause I smell." She nodded and giggled. I went back down and showered. I got dressed and grabbed my keys and wallet. I drove her to the mall and walked around with her.
"Why do you smoke so much?"
"Because of my schizophrenia, Ri." I said.
"But, isn't that what your piano is for? You love music and it's way healthier."
"True."
"How about we make a pact? You stop smoking and I'll stop pulling my hair."
"Fine. It'll help us both. But, when we wanna do it, we have to tell the other." She nodded and shook my hand. "It's a deal."
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Cigarettes At Church
FanfictionJosh was born and raised strict Catholic. Mass every Wednesday, no tattoos, no hair dye, no sex before marriage, and no homosexuals. And then he finds Tyler after mass, smoking behind the church. Tyler's the exact opposite of Josh. He's not religiou...
