Smoking Cigarettes

“No you shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Damn it all to fucking hell and back! I hate you so much, so, so, so much you dirty dickhead! You can’t do that. I’m your boyfriend. You’re supposed to suck up to me so you can get some not kick my ass at video games!”

Sin snickered beside me. “Loser.”

I screamed before tackling the grim reaper to the floor. Sin and I rolled around on the ground, wrestling in a way that’d make you think we weren’t dating, but hey do you honestly think that things would change between us? Did you really think he’d stop calling me an ‘idiot’ or a ‘loser’ just because we’re dating? Hell no! To be honest, I think he says it more.

That ass.

I pouted as Sin pinned me, again. I never won, at anything, with him! I frowned, forcing my bottom lip out as far as it could go before narrowing my eyes on him. I was not a happy camper.

At least I wasn’t, but Sin changed that with a simple kiss to a very sensitive spot behind my ear. I wiggled under him as he nuzzled his nose into that very specific spot before nibbling at it. I groaned from pleasure and annoyance. He knew exactly how to make me forgive him.

I guess that’s what I get…I mean we have been together for two months.

Sing hallelujah people, it is true. Two months.

Mm, yes I should probably fill you in on that huh? Well I made sure to tell Sin no more drugs or drinking, except on special occasions where I was around to make sure he didn’t do something stupid. A drunk Sin is a stupid Sin. Not saying that he isn’t stupid in the first place.

Of course he wasn’t happy about losing his drugs. The withdraw was pretty bad but he got over it eventually. I let him continue smoking the cigarettes. To be honest, he looked pretty cool when he leaned on the side of the school while smoking. I guess the look just suited him.

Is that bad to say? I don’t know nor do I care! Lets get to the point though…

We haven’t gone…that…far yet. Sure we’ve continued exploring, but I haven’t had sex with him yet. I mean I want to, but I don’t feel ready for that yet. After what happened with us the first time…I don’t know. Maybe you understand, maybe you don’t I understand I am very confusing.

Hmm…what else? Oh when Sin said that he’d kill anyone who touched me, he was serious. We got a new kid at our school last month. The boy took a liking to me and Sin threatened to cut off his testicles, shove them down his throat, slice him open, rip out his intestines, and use them to hang him.

Yeah, and you think I’m joking.

Lets just say the boy never talked to me again and people learned that I was “Sin’s property.” I growl just thinking about it. I’m not property! Apparently people don’t think that though. I blame Sin…it’s his entire fault damn it!

Just like global warming. That’s his fault too…because he’s so hot.

Aha, that was lame.

“That was lame.”

I squeaked, realizing that Sin just spoke to me. “I said that out loud?”

He nodded and I blushed.

“Aha, well this is…embarrassing.”

Sin rolled his eyes at me before rolling off me to take a seat beside me. He pulled his knees up to his chest where he rested the side of his head on his knees before wrapping his arms around his legs. He looked so cute, I just wanted to hug him, but I resisted the temptation.

“You always do embarrassing things. You should be used to it by now.”

“Hey!” I shout. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“That you’re an idiot.”

I pouted. “Must you say it so…bluntly?”

Sin simply shrugs before going to chew on his lip ring. I whined and decided to leave him in here while I go search the cabinets for food. Sadly, I’m too short and couldn’t reach the cookies so I had to yell for Sin anyways. It was easier than getting a chair and when I told him that he sighed as if I was an annoyance, but I knew it was just a cover up.

He loves me, there is no denying it.

I giggled as I nibbled on the chocolate chip cookies. I kicked my feet back and forth like a five year old while Sin sat next to me. I talked to him about how amazing these cookies were and all he did was roll his eyes at me, but I knew he was listening. He might not care, but at least he was listening.

“Hey,” Sin suddenly interrupts. I stop my ranting and look at him curiously. He was staring out the window with a grin. “I want to do something.”

“And what is it that you want to do? If you want me to strip, the answer is no.”

“As…pleasurable…as that sounds,” Sin whispers, causing my cheeks to heat up. “That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

Sin looks up at me before answering, “You’ll see.”