She was toxic.Oh too toxic.But god did she love you,she would kill for you if she needed to.And you didn't know why you stayed,she was manipulative, possessive,even abusive sometimes.But everything about her was like an addiction,her smell,her touch,her eyes,her face.

"Wanna cut school again?" Airam arched a brow while lighting a cigarette between her bony fingers.The morning was cold and foggy,not very pleasant to feel.Her pale face held a bit of blush because of the soggy water outside of the currently warm car you both were sitting in.

I mean how could you say no to that pretty face..