CHAPTER 10 - UP IN SMOKE
I was happy, smiling like a dumbass 24/7, happy. The day had been magical. We took a long walk under the stars after dinner and sat in each other's arms on the beach until really late. He stayed over and we went to school the next day.
At lunch, he didn't meet up with me and our usual friends and I got worried. I wandered around the campus and finally found him under the bleachers of the baseball field. I saw he was sitting very calmly under there with 3 other guys. They were smoking cigarettes. I was pretty disgusted, but they all must have thought they were the shit or something. Philip finally noticed that I was standing there, silent with my jaw to the floor. I turned away and walked back towards the parking lot.
"Eugene! Eugene!" he panted as he finally caught up to me.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I snappped.
"Jesus, chill out, dad. I'm just having a quick smoke," he said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, a quick smoke, you know how bad that is for you?!"
"Why are you so angry? I'm just smoking. It's not that bad for me and besides, it's my life," he said harshly.
"Gimme a fucking break, you're panting your blackass lungs out and you ran like 20 feet to me," I nagged. "You're gonna fucking kill yourself!"
"Dude, what the fuck is your problem?" he snapped back. "I'm just having some fun."
"God, your fun is gonna kill you and I don't want your stupid ass to die, alright? I fucking love you and I don't want you to smoke your goddamn head off," I started tearing.
His expression changed from defender to protector. "Gosh, I'm sorry I yelled at you. I love you, too," he said softly as he wrapped me in his arms as I sobbed into his chest. "Look," he threw his half-smoked cigarette to the ground, "I won't smoke anymore...for you, ok?"
It's funny that times like these you don't even care if people are around to see you act this way, but when I looked up, the field was empty. He looked me straight in the eyes and repeated that he wouldn't smoke.
"Do you promise?" I said as I sobbed.
"I swear on our love," he whispered.
I collected myself and looked at him. "Christ, you smell like shit."
"Don't cry, okay? I won't do it anymore," he smiled at me.
I kissed him on the cheek and nodded and we walked to P.E. together...after I got him some gum.
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