Sorry, my lap top wasn't working so I couldn't update.
Abby's POV
I tossed the small box into the trash can after running it under water so they wouldnt work anymore. Christofer walked into the tour bus as I began making breakfast.
"Watcha cooking?" He asked, while giving me a hug from behind.
"Scrambled eggs," I replied, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and picked up his sweatshirt that was on the table. He looked confused as he dug through the pockets, I just ignored him and continued cooking. Christofer threw his sweatshirt angrily on the table and started to search all over the tour bus.
"Have you..." He stood next to me and stopped talking. Reaching down he pulled out a soaking pack of cigarettes from the trash can.
"Why?" He held them up and stared at me.
"You need to quit," I plainly said.
"You cant just get rid of them!" He threw the pack back in the trash can. "Im going to the store..." I grabbed his arm before he could step outside.
"No you aren't!" Christofer glared at me.
"Please quit,"
"I will," he said, I noticed he was shaking a bit, from lack of nicotine.
"When?" He continued to glare at me, but walked back into the tour bus.
"Please do it for me...and the baby." He didnt say anything, just sat down at the table.
"So when will the eggs be done?" I smiled at this and kissed him.
"Thank you,"