Bad Guy A Gru x Trump fanfic

The Dream

*Trumps POV*

I'm walking around the mall holding my beloved Vector's hand. We are going shopping for my best friend's, Mike Pence, wedding. I'm so excited, almost too excited to see him get married. To be honest I think I'm more excited to be his best man. I look back to see Vector looking almost annoyed.

"What's wrong babe," I say stopping in my tracks and a concerned look on my face, "Is everything alright?"

He looks at me pure anger and annoyance in his 'What is brown and sticky, a stick' colored eyes.

"Ugh! All you do is drag me around and never care about me," He yelled at me starting to go red in the face and ripping his hand out of mine, "All you do is act like stupid lost puppy! I can't control it anymore, I wish you would just leave me alone and NEVER talk to me again," He yelled at me his beautiful face going red with rage, walking away.

I looked around and everyone is staring at me as I start to tear up. The tears start to stream down my face ruining my brand new spray tan. I look down at the ground and then start to run away, except I can't move I can just stand there. That's when I truly start to hear it, a giggle, then a snort. Slowly the mall erupts into laughter, all pointing at me. I turn bright red and start to cry harder, when the floor opens up and I fall into a black hole. I try to scream but, I can't. I start to panic when everything goes black.

I sit up straight in bed, panting hard, sweating. I look over to see that the other side, Vector's side, is empty. I miss him, we broke up a few days ago. The nightmares make me feel so much worse. They overexaggerate the whole situation, but still somehow make me feel just as bad, maybe even worse.

I look down at my phone rereading our texts from Thursday.

Thursday 11:20 PM
Vector 💔

Vector: "We need to talk..."

Trump: "Yeah babe, whats up?"

Vector: "Dont call me that..."

Vector: "Please..."

Trump: "??? Whats wrong?? Tell me... Please🥺"

Vector: "I dont think I love you no more"

Vector: "I want to break up"

Vector: "Im sorry...I loved you I promise but, IDK if I truly do anymore... I just need to find myself rn"

Trump: "Oh😣"

Trump: "OK... Im sorry i wasnt enough for you... Just know that Ill always love you but i might not wait for you...💔"

Vector: "Its not that you werent enough its just that i cant force you to be with me if i dont even kniow what I want... I love you... maybe... You dont have to wait for me this is my fault"

Friday 2:37 AM

Trump: "why did you leave me? what did i do wrong? we can fix this please come back 🥺"

Vector: "Please Donald leave me alone... I need time to think about my emotions... i will defiantly talk to you when things are figured out... I promise"

Trump: Read 2:56 AM

I turn off my phone tears starting to form. He never called me Donald, not even when we got into that big fight a year ago. I sniffle and wipe the tears away cursing myself for crying about this again. I get up out of my bed and walk over to the mirror, I reach my hand up and inspect the bags under my eyes throwing off my spray tan. I sigh and grab my robe and tie it tightly around my waist. I walk into my kitchen and start to make breakfast. As I'm pouring the cereal in the bowl the doorbell buzzes. I put the Fruity Pepples  down and walk over to the door. I look out the peep hole and see a man standing there with a box in his hands. I open the door and he is literally the most beautiful man I've seen, other than Vector.

He reaches his hand out putting the box on his hip, "Hey, I'm Gru!"