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Moving in with Trevor

"Here we are, paradise.. my very own kingdom in the middle of the desert." Trevor assisted Taylor while getting out of the vehicle, her backpack swung over her shoulder. She want to scoffed and roll her eyes. Kingdom huh? In front of her clearly, is a rundown old trailer that looks like it was built in the 60's and never been clean once  ever since. Trevor suits here. This is undeniably, his own little kingdom. Trevor wrap his arms around the younger one.

"Sorry about the mess.. I didn't expect to have a new member of the household today." he whispered to her ear. She shivered with that. She doesn't know why this deranged sick twisted looking man can give her this kind of feeling. 

The both of them started making their way inside Trevor's so called "paradise". Taylor feeling disgusted with every step. The smell, the sight of it is just unbearable. She is totally not looking forward on finding out what's inside. The hot air of Sandy Shores is not helping either, she feels like she's burning.. little by little. It's like it's almost the hell on earth.. or maybe it is hell. 

Trevor is the one who opened the door for her. The moment it swung opened, Taylor wants to throw up. This is above what she's expecting. Clearly, Trevor lives here because he blends in well with the environment. The smell of the spoilt foods, the toilet, and strange smell keeps on passing by her sensitive nostrils. 

"You'll get used to it chika. I mean, you will be living here with me, and together with our kids.." Trevor mentioned. He is absolutely looking forward on getting it on with Taylor. Who would've thought that this kind of kid from Vinewood Hills would ask him to marry her.. Sure she's not in her right mind right now, but it's great to take advantage on opportunities like this. 

"I... I think.." Taylor don't even  want to open her mouth further, because she feels like it she speak up, she will instantly throw up. 

Trevor pulled Taylor all the way inside and shut the door behind him. He is totally looking forward for tonight.. 

"This is the living room, eh, it's not much, but at least we have a couch. It's still comfortable after 30 years. Around here, we have the kitchen. I am so totally looking forward on having some good breakfast every morning from today on. We can do groceries together later on don't worry about that." his hand tightens around her wrist, like he's scared that she will run away. Taylor look around.. just what the hell did she got herself into?!

"Next on here is the toilet. We can clean in up tomorrow, but here is the room I am thrilled to show you." he pulled her towards the bedroom, and Taylor wanted to shoot herself. Inside is an absolute mess, it feels like she's actually inside a trash bin. Pack of chips, cigarettes, bottles of beer, and hooker's underwear scattered the floor. It is a sight to curse at. His lampshade is a bong with bulb on top, and it's just sad. Strange stains cover the wall, and she don't want to guess what it is. Taylor wonders how the bed is still up, as it looks like it was not moved ever since it was placed there like 40 years ago, never been cleaned either. 

"Wow.. This is... this is a sight." Taylor murmured. Trevor smirked to himself. He gently guided the younger one to sit down on the bed.

"Baby.. things are getting hot in here isn't it? Do you want to take out your clothes? Fun thing is that we can actually walk around this house naked. Nobody's gonna judge us." Trevor's breath enveloped Taylor's face. His hand full of callouses gently run on her soft and sensitive skin. 

"No thanks. I think I want to rest for  a while." she said, and pretended that she's tired. Trevor smirked and lay down the bed. He patted the spot next to him. Taylor feels like laying down that bed will make her feel like she's laying down on a dirt road. The mattress cover is a sight she wished she never lay her eyes on.