Trevor Philips - (Y/N) - Boyfriend - Book One

Chapter 12 - Hospital (Part I)

"I also cleaned upstairs and there was something in the bathroom that I never seen before, maybe you would like to check it out and see if it's trash or not." You say hinting with code.

"Yeah, I will." Michael said.

"Oh stop sending them code words, I know what your doing." Devin said coming out of the bathroom. Shit.

"Why am I not surprised!" Trevor yells frustrated. "How would you like to die, slowly or just get it over with?" Trevor added.

"It's funny, I was just thinking of how I was gonna kill you." Devin replied. "Y/N, right? Why don't you go get the groceries from the car." Devin said as he turned to you. He took out his silenced pistol and pointed to the garage. You looked at Michael and he nodded. You didn't want to, you knew what was going to happen, you were going to come back to a dead Michael and Trevor. You hesitantly and slowly left to the garage.

"Good girl." You heard Devin say. You got the groceries as fast as you could, you almost threw up when you saw the dead body that was still there in the cab, you forgot about it. Just when you were about to close the car door you heard only 1 shot. You ran back inside and you saw Trevor gripping his leg on the floor.

"You fucker! Ahh!" Trevor yelled in agony. Devin aimed at Michael next but you could tell he was aiming at his chest. You ran to Michael and BAM, you heard the gunshot. Were you too late? Was Michael dead, or badly injured?

"Shit, Y/N!" You heard Michael yell as he caught you in his arms. That's when you realized, you took the bullet for Michael. Trevor got so mad, he took out his gun and shot Devin right in the head.

"Son of a bitch!" Trevor yelled. He got up on his knees right after and scooted over to you and Michael.

"Call the ambulance." You heard Michael faintly say to Trevor as you drifted off.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. You heard a bunch of 'beep's with 2 second intervals as you woke up slowly. When you realized you were in a bed with a bunch of cords around you, you knew where you were, you knew what you were, a patient at a hospital.

"Damn." You quietly said to yourself.

"I could say the same thing." You heard a voice say. Michael's voice. He was sitting next to your hospital bed in a chair. He was holding your hand.

"Where is Trevor?" You ask.

"Ah, he's just giving the nurses who's stitching him up a hard time." Michael answered unbothered. He then pulled back the curtain that was right behind him and you saw that Trevor was up on the bed with his pants off and an attractive female nurse was stitching up his bullet wound that was on his upper thigh.

"You know, I have a girlfriend." You heard Trevor say. He better choose his next words wisely. "I can't fuck you, so stop trying to turn me on." Trevor added as he tried to cover the nurses breasts that were gonna fall out her shirt any second.

"Hey, it's me, I'm the girlfriend." You said, you scared the nurse so she continued to stitch Trevor up less seductively.

"How you doing?" Trevor asked.

"Now I know what Michael felt." You joked but as you laughed it hurt.

"Yea, you got shot near your lungs, you actually had it worse than me I had a flesh wound." Michael said.

"You would be dead by now without me." You said.

"You didn't have to take a bullet for me, I was wearing a vest!" Michael said slightly laughing. Your face turned to a 'are you serious' look but you were joking with it.

"I will kill you." You said smiling, because now you knew not to laugh, but you couldn't help it, you gave in.

"Ok, ok, we need to stop telling jokes." Michael said putting his hand on your stomachs right above your wound. "Thanks." Michael said gratefully. You thanked him with your eyes. A male nurse came in just then.

"When will I be discharged?" You ask the nurse.

"I'm sure it'll be soon, but not today." The nurse answered. He was just there to check if everything was ok, since your heart rate went up. When he saw everything was good he left.

"Oh, and I kind of bribed a doctor so I can stay here as long as I want past visiting hours." Michael added sort of whispering. You playfully smacked his arm, and he laughed.

"How come you took the bullet for Michael and not me, this shit hurts." Trevor asked wincing as the nurse finished up stitching his wound.

"Stop being a baby." You and Michael said in-sync together.

"Also you guys gotta stop being so in-sync it's scary." Trevor said as he put his pants back on.

"Boo." You joked. "So what did you guys and Lester figure out while I was being a damsel in distress again?" You finally ask Michael.

"Well, I can't say it here, but it's one of the biggest jobs we have ever had." Michael answered.

"Is Devin Weston actually dead?" You ask Trevor.

"You saw that, huh?" Trevor asked. He looked at you with 'sorry' eyes. "Yeah." He answered.

"I thought you guys said we needed him." You replied.

"We have other connections to help us stay out of jail, we didn't need him." Trevor said.

"So you can kill him, but I can't?" You say joking.

"Here, just rest, well be here." Michael said tucking you in.

"Yeah, I'm tired." You said agreeing. You dozed off fast. Michael never left your side and Trevor was discharged soon after you fell asleep but he refused to leave the 'comfy bed'.

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