We Still Got It

Drugged The Druggie

On their way to the company helicopter Trevor and Michael's argument came to a stop as soon as they heard a feminine ringtone. Trevor reaches in the back feeling for it and sees a phone answering it casually.

"Uh hello?" Trevor asked confused while continuing to drive. Michael sighs watching his friend invade the privacy of Roxanne feeling sorry for the girl.

"Who the fuck is this? Where is Roxanne?" The woman asked annoyed and thought for a bit trying to remain calm.

"I'm her boyfriend. She is currently busy so maybe call back another time." Trevor said trying to get off the phone quickly, but the woman on the other line would be damned if she was disregarded by some lying bastard.

"Boyfriend? You are not her boyfriend cause i would know about it. So let me fucking speak with her." She began to grow more impatient as he dragged out her best friends whereabouts.

"Don't fucking worry about it. The whole boyfriend thing is well a...work in progress. Buh-Bye!" He hung up and Michael watches him with utter disappointment. "what?"

"Blowing off her worried friend is a great fucking way to make her like you." He shakes his head again and looks at the phone which rang again. Trevor picked it up and sighed annoyed being agitated by Michaels remark.

"Look i don't know where she is so fuck off-"

"Where the FUCK is my truck Trevor!?" Roxanne yelled angrily causing him to move the phone from his ear.

"Ah look sweetie i borrowed it to run some errands. Your friend called by the way. Piece of work she is." Trevor answered casually instantly forgetting his rage. Michael's jaw drops in disbelief.

"Ari called!? You answered it!? Trevor I swear to god when i se-"

"Oh look going in a tunnel kkkch gotta go cupcake." He hung up and the two men sat in silence until it was broken by both of them saying something at the same time.

"I love how she says my name."

"You're a sick bastard."

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Trevor parks the truck and hops out seeing Roxanne shove past Ron storming to Trevor who held his arms out. "Did you miss me that much?" She instantly tackled him down and began punching him in the face.

"You sick fucking pervert! I clean your shithole of a living space and you steal my truck to kill immigrants and worry my best fucking friend!" She continues to punch him having Michael and Ron yank her off him. Trevor sighs annoyed wiping the blood off his face and chuckles dryly.

"Huh kitty has claws. Well look sweetheart if you didn't fucking want me to take it you should have been more careful with your keys cause be glad it was me. No one else would have returned it." He pushes past her into his trailer looking around seeing it spotless. "Oh shit i never knew i had light beige carpet." He walks over to the fridge grabbing a beer.

"Wait so it wasn't brown?" Michael asked while he walked in sitting down feeling more comfortable.

"Nope. Light beige." Roxanne said annoyed sitting on the counter texting Ari. Michael grabs her phone and breaks it causing her to stare at him in shock. She would expect that from Trevor but not Michael.

"No contact. They might track you or give away our position." He throws it away and she watched in horror running her fingers through her hair.

"Man she is gonna be pissed." She said softly and bit her lower lip. Her thoughts were interrupted as Franklin barged in a panic and looked at Michael.

"Yo dawg i drove by your house with Lamar n' that Muthafucka is surrounded by a bunch of niggas lookin' like the fuckin' military or some shit." He looked at Roxy who waved at him slightly. "Hey girl what are you doin' here?"