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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. 𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟰:𝟱𝟲 𝗣𝗠.
TREY LAID AWAKE, staring at his ceiling trying to process what happened over the course of the week. Something he seemed to do a lot now.
All the while healing up.
He was lying down in some grey sweat pants, without a shirt on with his tattoos for his chest tattoos on full display and his hair back in a ponytail. He never talked much about his tattoos, but they were there. He never mentioned them because they were mostly always hid.
But trey couldn't stop thinking about had happened between him julian. And how he to fuck him.
Him getting expelled was the last thing on his mind if anything because he knew it was for the better, with both school and julian. But the way he could tell he hurt julian the worst way wasn't making him feel better. Nah, it was pissing him off if anything. His face trey couldn't help but stare at whenever julian was near him looked so upset, confused and sad.
His blue eyes never seemed so dull through his glasses.
He swore julian made his heart clench in ways he couldn't explain.
Trey knew he over did it, but all he wanted was to distance his self to protect julian. But after all julian said, he wonder if he did the right thing.
Giving julian back his hoodie kind of just added salt on his wound, he knew that. But he had a feeling julian would come and try something. One of these days. Happened to be when he had the hoodie on him because he left it in his locker, and he was leaving school for the last time so he was taking it with him.
"Fuck this," was all trey said before he got up and started pacing around his room.
This is why he didn't want to get involved with julian in the first place. Fearing somebody would make him feel this way again. First his dad, then his mother. Especially his mother. Then lamar.
Which was feeling like shit. It was driving him crazy.
To make matters worse, he had like three days left before he went back to being a slave for Lamar. Don't even get trey started on him. He wasn't sure what lamar had going on, but every time he came around him all he did was touch, feel, and threaten trey if he tried anything.
