Hidden Identity-A Trevor Philips Fanfiction

Chapter 51

Bryn's POV

I woke up to the sun beaming in my eyes. Hoping this was all a bad dream, I surveyed my surroundings through my pounding migraine. I was buckled in to a car..the car looked oddly familiar. We were on a hill overlooking Los Santos. I quickly spun my head around to the figure entering the drivers seat as he threw his cigarette onto the ground.
"Good morning, sunshine."
Niko beamed me a genuine smile, his thick accent filling the car.
"Niko, what the hell?!"
I spat out, immediately regretting my tone of voice. He kidnapped me. Again. He could off me this time.
"Woah now, let me explain myself."
Niko positioned himself in the driver's seat, buckling in and starting the car. He headed down the mountainous terrain and into the streets of Los Santos.
"I wanted to say..I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken you to Stab City. I just wanted to avenge an old friend, you know? You must've kicked ass there to be standing here today."
Niko slightly chuckled, allowing me to release the breath I was unconsciously holding.
"So you kidnapped me to say sorry? Couldn't you just shoot me a text or something?"
I deadpanned.
He sighed.
"Look, I'm not used to this uh, civilian way of life. I was laying low for a good while, hoping everyone would think I'm dead, but I heard about Johnny's death and I wanted to assist my old brethren. Now I've been located once more..to work with you, actually. And I guess I just wanted to clear terms before going into this job."
"I mean, surprisingly I'm not mad."
I giggled a bit, easing the tension.
"I live with a guy who wanted to kill me for a meth recipe. Now we have a child."
I motioned to my empty stomach, and Niko's eyes lit up.
"Oh yeah, congratulations! By the way."
"So, what do you mean we will be working together?"
I asked after taking a moment to gather my thoughts.
"Lester Crest has hired me to tag along on this bank job with you guys. He said after further consideration, he definitely needed an extra helping hand. Excuse me."
Niko picked up his ringing phone, sighing.
"Roman, I'm in the middle of a job right now. I can't go bowling. Maybe another time."
With that he hung up, looking over at me.
"So, are we cool?"
"Yeah, we're cool."
I extended my hand for him to shake, and he took it, shooting me a crooked smile.
"Great. Allow me to drive you home. Lester knew we were going to have this chat, he said he would be in contact with you guys soon. I think he wants us to meet tonight."
Niko continued to drive as we made small talk of the score at hand. Niko reminisced on some of his old crimes, allowing me to relax a bit.
This time Niko actually turned onto Zancudo Avenue. Letting out a sigh of relief, I bid him goodbye as I quietly entered the trailer. I checked my phone. 7 AM. I glanced over to my left to see Trevor still asleep, a single beer bottle perched upon the nightstand. I plugged my phone up and slowly slid into bed with him. Closing my eyes almost seemed like a chore with the stewing hangover in my head. I felt shuffling behind me, and a pair of arms wrap tightly around me. I inhale deeply, enjoying the smell of sweat, beer and gasoline.
"I'm sorry, sweet cheeks."
Trevor quietly mumbled, planting a kiss of my cheek. I slowly drifted off to sleep.
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I woke up to what I thought was morning light in my eyes, but after remembering the events of dawn, I realized that it was afternoon. I sat up and looked around the trailer. Trevor was nowhere to be seen. Realizing that Carter might've not gotten his lunch bottle I quickly sprang up and sprinted towards the kitchen, throwing his formula together and sprinted into the nursery. My mouth stood agape as Carter was nowhere to be found either. I quickly ran to my phone and dialed Trevor's number.
"Hello?"
"Trevor, where the fuck are you guys?!"
I asked, panicking.
Trevor chuckled.
"Calm down hot mama. I had to do some errands and decided to take Carter with me. And before you ask, yes I gave him his bottle."
A feeling of relief passed through my body as I gently sat his bottle in the fridge.
"Alright, where are you guys?"
I questioned.
"Just looking at some ammo right now. Cletus is trying to hook me up with some new guns but I don't know yet. Carter seems attached to this one SMG.
I chuckled, shaking my head that Trevor was teaching our child those hobbies so early.
"Alright babe, I'll see you guys soon."
"Oh yeah, we have to meet Lester at six. Something about a change to the heist. Oh and, where were you last night? Where is your car? I was worried sick, Bryn."
"Im sorry Trevor."
I sighed.
"It's a long story. No, I didn't fuck or mess around with anyone. I had a few shots, played some darts, and when I went to return I was drugged by..well..the guy Lester hired to heist with us."
"YOU WHAT?!"
You heard the anger in Trevor's voice.
"I'm going to kill-"
"Trevor, not in front of the baby."
Trevor sighed, quickly coming to his senses.
"He kidnapped me to apologize and get on good terms before the score. I know it makes zero sense but that's what happened. And he dropped me off at home. Around seven I think. And my car is still at the bar if you'd like to take me to it."
A moment of silence filled the line. My heart raced, but finally the man spoke up.
"I'm sorry for yesterday, Bryn. I just wanted to protect you..for us...for him...I'm sorry."
I could hear the tears forming in his eyes even through the receiver.
"It's okay, I'm sorry too. Finish your shopping up and meet me here a little before six so I can grab my car before it's towed. You guys be careful."
"I will, sweetie. Love you."
"Love you."
With that the receiver went dead as I shoved the phone in my back pocket. I decided to straighten up the place while they were out, dusting Carter's nursery, cleaning the shower and such. Anything to keep my mind off of the encounter this morning as well as the upcoming encounter tonight...