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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. 𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟱:𝟯𝟬 𝗣𝗠.
JULIAN GOT TO GO HOME TWO DAYS LATER after waking up. On a wednesday.
And he did. Right after trey paid his hospital bill and then he went right to trey's house, because that was it.
They were leaving that night. No more playing. Lamar knew everything. He was probably watching them right now.
But trey didn't care. He had to try to protect his world. No matter what it took.
The last week he was literally losing his mind. He told julian's friends about it. They visited while julian and his grand father while trey looked to find somewhere they could stay in some other state.
While crying. And smoking. Smoking a lot of weed. Maybe even drinking a bit.
He might've almost overdosed as well. But he chose not to mention that to julian. There was no need for it.
He wasn't kidding when he said he was losing his mind. For the first time in forever trey thought he'd experience losing the reason he wanted to live everyday and that scared the shit out of him.
It just made his hate and distain for lamar grow more and more. Trey remembered telling lamar to leave him alone. To not touch julian. Guess the bitch didn't want to listen anymore. And it was driving him crazy.
Trey didn't know his gain, what he wanted to achieve by doing this.
And he didn't care.
Trey hadn't slept in a week. Maybe a hour nap every other day so he didn't die. But that was it. And he still hadn't slept.
He couldn't.
He told his shorty he'd pay his grandfather's bills, later down the line visit his friends back here, and everything else. But they were leaving. Today. And that was it.
Julian wasn't the happiest. Been quiet the entire day because of it, but he agreed. Knew trey just wanted to protect him. But he barely been sleeping since he woke up. He was barely sleeping before he fell unconscious for a week. So he was on edge, they both were.
Trey didn't like this less than friendly air surrounding them, but at the end of the day all they had was each other.
Trey watched him walk into the living room, since trey was in there, grabbing everything important he needed, and watched him sit down. Just staring at a wall.
