I hate you cigarette!

"can you not?!" shouted Deborah. Taking away the cigarette from her lover's hand.

"this could kill you! and you know i can't stand the smell.."

"come on Deb, give it back. cigarettes are the only thing makes my head calm to do my work." said Jason. Trying to grab the cigarette back but Deborah avoided than shoves his hand. They than fight over the cigarette like children fighting over a 'toy'.

"Give it back! thats the only one left. come on Deb! I have no time for this! i have so much sketches that needed to be done!"Jason raised his volume.

"jason,baby,i'm worried about your health. you think i didn't know you've been coughing at night? and recently it's getting loud.." she said. trying to make her lover notice how much she cared for him. But sadly, jason's words is unexpectedly the opposite what she thought.

"okay,fine,then i'll try making it more silent. happy? now please hand it over."handing out his hand for the cigarette. Deborah let out a deep breath. They've been together for almost 3 years and she tried everything to make him stop smoking. She loved him about everything but it seems the cigarette is more important to him then herself. But she'd never stop trying until..

"Jason every year there are so many people died because of smoking. My neighbour had a rommate that has the same habit as yours and you know what happened? He died and even though his roommate was not a smoker, but he had trouble with his lungs that came from the smoke that his roommate awarded. And i don't want that to happen to you. to us.." she explained. jason noticed a sad tone at the end of those words. he's tired of his girlfriends lectures about his habit which is not easily can be repaired.

"deb,i've been wanted to tell you something..and i've been thinking about it clearly..."

"what is that?"deborah asked. she felt a fear flowing up her blood for a sudden. jason lick his bottom lip for a second before continuing his sentence.

"we should't be together anymore.."he confessed. deborah felt somthing broke inside her.

"i think that we both know that we're both are not the same. and i've realized that from the second we first dated.."

(5 years later...)

"TOP 3 BEST FASHION DESIGNS! ARE THE MODELS READY?!" The guy with the mic shouted. making the the show more entertaining. making the audience cheer with impatient. they all looked happy and so as deborah. well,in another way..

"whoa seriously deb'o? its almost your turn to walk out there and you still have the opportunity to smoke for 'a moment'? there's so many dead victim out there because of smoking ya know" said deborah's assistant.chuck.

"hmph..thats what they said. don't worry..its nothing. im going out now."deborah do her usual catwalk along the stage that made everyone loved it. especially the sexy dress shes wearing that show out half of her chest and hip she than do her tactic by waving and rubbing her red long hair(shes a redhead).

The fashion show ended about an hour. Chuck,her assistant wanted to inform her something important so they talk at a downtown coffee shop.

.......

"So what is it?" deborah asked. lighting up a cigar before putting it into her mouth with no sense of any emotion on her reaction.

"miss deborah, the manager told me to tell you, tht you shouldn't smoke too much. it's not good for your career and also for your health.."

deborah sniffs.

"come on, deb, please just share with me. what makes you this addicted to smoking? deb, i had a feeling your not this kind of girl unless something had happened..we've known each other for 2 years now and i want you to know,i care about you.."chuck begged. for his friend's health, he would try anything to help.

deborah froze. 'did he said he cared about me? 'care'..that word didn't step into my mind for years..because i won't forget that everyone around me are all selfish.

Deborah took deep breath."fine.." she turn her head to her 'friend' and told him what happened and how she got into smoking. they talk about it almost half an hour.

"Sooo..my stories done, and let us slip into yours"deborah gave chuck a sweet innocent smile. Chuck hates that smile. he laughed. "about what?"

deborah took a sip from her whine before smiling like there's a treasure hidden somewhere.

"How's you and...Mark?" her smile never fade from her face. but chuck's smile did. he blushed.

"oh..ehem.." pretending to cough. "him..heheh..he's um..were fine." he smiled as wide as he could to hide the red blush from his face. deborah laughed. thats chuck..he always gets panic when they bounce into his crush topic..Another thing she really can't forget,was when mark slaps chuck's ass by accident at the holloween party and he regret when he noticed it was a guy who he had slapped and they both turn extremely red.but to be honest,deborah really think that they're pretty cute.

Chuck also told her about the thanksgiving for the fashion designers and also for the top 10 best models and shes in. she had to meet a fashion designer called, 'J.STACKHOUSE'. deborah wasn't really in the mood to meet people tomorrow..but what should she do? its for her job.

The thanksgiving ceremony starts after the fashion show. Deborah went back stage when her work is done. But she felt different today and its not a good feeling. she felt hard to breathe properly since last night and she couldn't sleep very well..

chuck also went to the back stage to call for her. He becomes worried when sees deborah face was pale. then she starts coughing. now that really gets him worried. he run towards to get her.

"are you okay? do you need water?" he asked. deborah shook her head.

suddenly, a man pulled her away from chuck. deborah was confused why chuck didn't chase after her. she then turn to the stranger that hands her a bottle of water. deborah's eyes went widen and pulled her arm with anger and shock. she felt like crying. the guy wearing a dark blue blazer is..

"jason?"

her breath become more unsteady."drink" the only word that come out from her ex's mouth. She had no choice but to do what he ordered. she knows the guy deeply. she knew if she won't do what he said,he will never spit the answers.

"what're you doing here?.." deborah asked. looking other way. she felt her blood boiling in her body. she rather face chuck's ass for days than looking at his face.

"what am i doing here? i was ordered to meet my best model." he said. jason froze the second deborah let out a roll of cigarette from her pocket and lit it up.

"when did you start smoking?"he asked.

"when did you be my fashion designer?"deborah asked back. blowing the smoke and let it spread into thin air. jason adjusts his tie.

"i'm J.Stackhouse.. Jason,stackhouse"

deborah choke on her smoke then went coughing.'what?! why didn't i thought about that? how could i've been so stupid?!!' she let her mind dialogue with its owner. that time she felt jason rubbing and patting her back because of the cough.

"now, i've answeres your question,and you still didn't answer mind yet." deborah turn to him.

"after you dumped me. look,i am so not in the mood to talk about the past now or it'll turn to a bigger mountain of stress..here,have a cigarette" she hands one of the cigarette in the cigarette box.

"sorry i stopped smoking."

"when?"

"after we separated"

"lol..what change your mind?" deborah chuckled.

"because i realized i've wasted someone truly important to me."