Bad Habit in Disguise

Mark asked me to meet him at the park near my house. I wasn't sure why since it was already 9 at night. I get up off the couch and slip on a pair of shoes and leave. The walk was a little far so I pull out a cigarette. As I get closer to the park I could see Mark; I quickly stomp out the cigarette so he wouldn't know I was smoking, since I knew he didn't like that habit of mine. I grab some perfume out of my purse and spray it on me from head to toe. When I got close enough to Mark I wave to him but his expression wasn't the best.

"Hey babe, why did you call so late?" I ask.

He looks at me with an upset expression, "Were you smoking on your way here?"

"Oh...well...yeah but-" you try to explain until Mark cuts you off.

"That's why I called you to come meet me. YooRin, it's your smoking...I hate it."

"Mark I know I've been trying to stop!"

"You said the same exact thing 5 months ago."

"I know, it's not as easy as you would think!"

Mark pushes his hand through his hair and lets out a loud sigh.

"YooRin, if you can't stop this habit soon, I think we should see other people."

"What! Mark are you really acting this way over me smoking?"

He looks down at the grown and doesn't answer my question.

"Fine!" I yell.

I turn around and start to walk home.

"Tell me when you've stop." I hear him say.

"Tell me when you stop being a jerk,” I whisper.

Mark just didn't understand I didn't start smoking to be cool or to fit in. It was just something that helped me to deal with stress and other hard things. Yes, I would have to admit that it wasn't the best decision I've made, but it was the best I could do. And now he wants to break up because of it?
When I get to my house I quickly throw my shoes off and plop onto the couch. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I grab it out.

[ Text from Mark ]
" I'm sorry I just want you to be healthy and happy without the cigarettes, like you were when we first met."

[ Text to Mark ]
"I understand, I'll really try this time."
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It's been about 3 months since Mark and I had that talk in the park. It's also been 3 months since I last had a cigarette. I'm so excited to share my news with Mark. I look at the clock and it is a little late, but this news just couldn't wait. I drove over to Mark's house hoping he wasn't asleep since I didn't call. When I arrive at his house I see that his cars running.

"Is he going out?" I ask myself.

I get out my car and walk over to his. I lean down so he would be able to see me, but that's when I saw him pressing his lips against someone else. My mind was going crazy. I place my hand on the window. A tear fell from eye. I lift my arm up and swing it back down causing a loud thumping sound on the door. Mark breaks away from his kiss. He hastily jumps out the car.

"YooRin what are you doing here?" He asks.

I could feel my chest tightening up as I tried my best to keep the tears back.

"I came to tell you some good news, I quit smoking." my lips quivered. "I worked so hard these pass 3 months. I went through hell to get rid of a bad habit that didn't even bother me. I did this for you! And you do this to me? How could you?" I started to weep.

"I'm sorry," Mark said.

"I'm sorry? That's it? That's all you can say after everything I've been through?!" I hit him in the arm. "I hope you have a great life Mark."

I start walking to my car and hear Mark call for me.

"YooRin wait, please."

I ignore him and get into my car I wipe my tears away and reach into my glove compartment. I pull a cigarette out and light it, inhaling everything that helped me keep my sanity.

"Smoking wasn't my bad habit, you were."

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