"Love does a crazy thing to the mind, the body, everything. Just don't do it because I will hurt you. I will make you wish you never met me and I will basque in all of your regret. And I will not be sorry for it because you're the one that got yourself killed.", Trey recited in the darkness of the road while closing the trunk to his Mercedes.
He drove home that night, as usual. The pitch blackness of the open road fulfilled him as he smiled at a work of success. He repeated the memory over and over in his head.
"I love you Tiffany"
"I love you too Trey", she smiles.By this time Trey finally made it back to his house. He walked in the silent brick house he came home to everyday and dropped the keys on the counter. Then, his phone rang.
"Hello?", he answered.
"Hey, Trey" said the anonymous caller.
"Who's this?"
"Trey, it's Ashley"
"I told you to stop calling me"
"Trey please I need some money."
"You're going to use it for drugs.", he scoffed.
"No I'm not I promise!", she begged.
"Wait how in the hell do you have a phone?"
"I'm using Mark's phone. Trey come on I'm your sister"
"Not anymore", Trey said coldly and hung up the phone.Trey walked into his living room and slouched down on the leathery Beige couch as he tried to relax. He surfed through his Instagram to get his mind off of his deadbeat sister but couldn't. He couldn't believe how far apart they had become, she was another part of him. And he regretted everything he did to her.
15 years ago......
"Tremaine get your ass down here and get your breakfast!", screamed a voice coming from downstairs.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!", yelled back Trey as he grabbed his backpack.He darted down the stairs, ran into the kitchen and swung open the fridge.
"You're in a hurry aren't you?" His mom laughed as she looked at him strange.
"Yeah, I have to meet Macie at her house to get my notes" Trey explained as he grabbed a peice of toast and ran out the door.Trey made his way down the street to Macie's house, took a deep breath and softly knocked on the maroon-colored door. Soon after, Macie answered.
"Hey Trey", she smiled.
"Hey, I came for my notes", he smiled back politely.
"Oh yeah come in"She opened he door wider motioning him to enter the house. He looked around at the amazingly gigantic house.
"Are your parents asleep?", he asked.
"No my mom works the night shift. She'll be home soon though. Follow me"Macie walked up the steep steps and looked back to see if he was following her. He was, and he began to stare at the many photos of Macie and her mother along the walls. Macie opened her bedroom door and patted her bed signaling him to sit down. Trey did as she commanded as she reached over to her table and gathered numerous sheets of paper.
"Here you go" she handed him the papers while sitting next to him.
"Thanks, were they okay?"
"Yeah they were fine. I'm pretty sure I passed that biology test for Ms.Peterson"
"That's great, well I should get going to school."She grabbed his arm.
"Wait, why are you leaving so early? Class doesn't start for another hour."
"I like to get there early, chill with people."
"Well you can stay here and chill with me... Tremaine are you gay?"
"The fuck? No!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure!", he said while getting upset and looking at her as if she was insane.
"Well... Are you a virgin?"
"Nah"
"Trey you don't have to lie. Chassidy told me you were a virgin."
"How?"
"She said you ran out of the bathroom at a party a few weeks ago cause you were scared to lose your virginity before your birthday"
"I'm not a virgin, I'm a pro."
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Serial
Fanfiction"Falling in love will kill you. So if you fall in love with me, you're dealing with something criminal." Tremaine Aldon Neverson, aka Trey Songz or "Trigga", idolized man candy by billions of women, talented vocal singer, promoter and family man to...