Fire Meet Gasoline

Part Seven

The next morning, I took a cold shower. Cold was the only option, though. After the shower, I stayed in the bathroom, wrapped in an off white towel that I could tell used to be pristine white. I started at myself in the mirror. My face was no longer red from the crying, it was pale from the cold water. I walked out into the bedroom, and dropped the towel. I stepped into my underwear and hooked my bra on, which didn't match at all. I slid into my comfy sweatpants, as I heard a sigh.

"Helllloooo Dollface!" Trevor growled from behind me. I turned slowly. He was laying on my bed, with his legs crossed and his arms behind his head. "Didn't think the first time I would see you naked you wouldn't know I was here, but since it was, I will take the opportunity to say you are very sexy." he said enthusiastically.

"Why are you here, Trevor?" My voice wavered as I reached for the towel to cover myself as I searched for my shirt I had laid out before I got in the shower.

"I know what your looking for, Eden. And I'll give it to you if you forgive me for being a dick." I exhaled before going into the dresser to get another shirt.

"Please leave, T. I need to be alone."

"Well, you see, dollface, I don't like being lonely."

"Well, go see one of your strippers then. I'm not in the mood right now, Trevor." I said as I pulled the shirt over my head. "Please leave."

"Eden," Trevor spoke quietly, and moved his legs over the side of the bed and but his elbows on his knees. His hands supported his chin as he looked at me. "It doesn't feel right not being with you."

"You don't even know me."

"Well, I want to."

I got angry. "Maybe I don't want to know you!"

"Why not?"

"You're crazy!" I shouted.

He smirked, "That's a bad thing?"

"As much as its my fault Eddie Toh got shot, you left him to be caught."

"That guy was a goner. He was holding us back."

"What if he dies? Won't you feel terrible? It would be your fault!"

"It wouldn't be the first time."

My knees felt weak, "What do you mean?"

"I may not be a nice guy, but I am a good guy."

"That doesn't make any sense!" My eyes filled with tears. "Please leave... Tell Lester I'm sorry but I am going home."

"No you aren't." He stood and walked over to me. 

"You can't make me!" I wiped tears away from my eyes of my cheeks. 

He grabbed my hand in his rough, dirty one, and led me to the bed to sit down.

"I will admit I have hurt a lot of people, but I couldn't hurt you." He said, grasping my hand while looking at it. 

I wanted to pull it away, but every time I tried to, he just squeezed my hand tighter.

"The only other person I know I could never hurt is my mother. And Michael. Although I certainly did think about it."

"What about your father?"

"I don't really remember him, he left when I was young and my brother was just born. My mother always said he didn't want me. She struggled with addiction, and she just had a lot of issues. She went to jail a long time ago, I don't know where she is now. She knows that if she needs anything she can come to me. And my brother- my brother disrespected her. Never fond of him."

"What is your brother doing now?"

"Not much, he's dead. It was an accident, though."

I shifted uncomfortably. "Oh." I avoided looking at him, assuming he had something to do with his death. "And aren't you and Michael best friends?"

"Yeah. We are. But sometimes best friends do things that they think are best for everyone, but really they just have their best interest in mind." He turned my face so I was forced to look at him. "What about you?"

I sighed. "My brother is my best friend. We're twins, so we did everything together. Besides come here. He thinks I'm here for an internship with Lifeinvader. I'm supposed to attend college in Liberty City together, but I decided to attend college here instead. If I live to September."

"Do your parents know?"

"No, they passed away 9 years ago. A drunk driver struck their car. That's why I don't drink. I couldn't risk taking someone away from their family. I didn't really have a social life because I don't party, and I never dated anyone. The guys in Paleto Bay said I was damaged."

"I happen to like damaged people." Trevor smirked. I half smiled before tugging my hand away from him. 

"I tried not to be a burden to my aunt when she took me and Carter in. So all I wanted was to come here and find good opportunities and make good choices. And coming here wasn't a good choice at all."

"I think it was an excellent choice. Because I met you."

"Come on, T. What difference do I make? I'm uncomfortable in this line of work. I'm just going to go home and-"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me your okay with leaving and  never seeing me again." He demanded. "I know how I feel, now own up to it and admit that you're interested in me."

"Trevor. You fuck your employees."

"Eden. I've never met someone I ever wanted more than just sex from. Just give it a chance." He grabbed my hand again.

"I'm not into you like that."

"Come on! You admitted yesterday I distracted you. And I scare you! That must mean you are scared of the feelings you have for me!" He leaned his face closer to mine.

"I have no feelings. Now leave, Trevor." My eyes were wet, and I sniffed as he stood up.

"Fine. But when you're ready, I will be. But I realized something today. And when you realize it, I'm gonna treat you so good, Eden. Just don't take too fucking long. I'll see you later." He released my hand, and left the hotel room. I peered out the window, and watched him walk out of sight, around a building, with his face in his hands.