guardian ➸ trevante rhodes

seven

i'm sorry, bambi

Toya

I entered the busy Starbucks and sat down near an outlet. I occupied a chair that wasn't near the window. I noticed someone's jacket on the seat in front of me. Oh well, hope they don't mind. I plugged in my charger and continued to play a few games on my phone.

"Toya," someone said and slowly sat down in the seat with the jacket. I looked up and saw Quintell, someone who I'd never imagine to see again. He had a small coffee in his hands and his hair was neatly done.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him and put my phone down. He still had that worry in his eyes like something was wrong. He still looked quite scared and innocent if you could say.

"You shouldn't be here," he whispered.

"What are you talking about?" I furrowed my eyebrows and stared at him. Why should I believe anything he says when he practically tried to rape me?

"Trevante isn't who he says he is."

"I don't mess around with him anymore."

"You need to leave before he catches you again, he's going to hurt you," he whispered. He was rambling. His hands were shaking and he was fidgeting a bit.

"Why should I believe someone who tried to rape me?"

"I didn't want to do it, okay? I was forced by Tre, you need to leave."

"If you were forced, why did he stop you?"

He shrugged, "I honestly have no idea and it made me confuse that night. That's why I was so angry because we made a deal. He said if I got to you he would pay me triple. I was in need of desperate money at the time but he never followed through. That's why I kept trying to get at you, because I thought he was purposely making it harder. I stopped once I realized the wrong in me doing that."

He stopped talking to rub his eyes as if he were fighting back tears. "Toya, I don't know why Trevante stopped me that night but I am glad he did. I don't know what I would've done if I carried a burden like that. But I promise you that Trevante is no good. He's been using you the whole time. I don't know what he wants from you but it's not good."

"This can't possibly be true because this whole time he's been trying to protect me. He's always came in on the wrong time and stopped it before it got any further-"

"That's what I'm confused about." He muttered. "Trevante planned on getting you that night but every time we try to hurt you, he intervenes. He probably wants to use you and let no one else touch you."

"If he really is a bad guy and trying to get whatever he wants from me, he is being very patient with me. And Trevante is not a patient person."

Quintell looked at me with wide eyes like he cracked the code, "Holy shit! You're right, so then why is he spending so much time with you? Does he like you?"

I sighed and shook my head. Q really is trying to figure out things and I can't tell if he's trying to make me buy his lie by bringing up different stories, or if he himself is also confused. "I guess he liked me but I'm sure he doesn't anymore. His ex is in town so I'm nothing to him at the moment."

Q's eyes widened once more, "Oh, I'm sorry, T. But I think he may have loved you if he tried so hard to not get you hurt. Think about it, he is very impatient and if he wanted to hurt you he would have already-"

"Would have already what?" Someone interrupted. We both looked behind us and noticed Trevante standing there, holy fuck.

"Nothing," Q said quickly.