We Still Got It

Suspicions

Light was shining brightly through Michael's expensive windows right onto a grumpy meth heads face. He grunted and covered his face with his hand. He sits up and looks at the floor feeling a throbbing pain in his head. "Roxanne can you get me a glass of water princess?" He heard nothing and lifted his head up noticing that he wasn't in his trailer. He stands up and feels a sense of panic wash over him. "That little bitch!" He rushes upstairs and barges into Michaels room causing the man to lift his head up quickly. Before Michael could speak Trevor threw him off the bed hearing the man hit the floor with a groan.

"What the fuck T?!" Michael yelled annoyed struggling to stand up right. Trevor began breathing heavy and slightly growling causing Michael to look at him cautiously.

"Where the fuck is she?!" He yelled angrily and was met with only silence from Michael. "You know where she is! You better fucking tell me!" He pointed at Michael threateningly and his jaw tightened. "If you don't I'll put you in the fucking ground!" At that point Michael held up his hands in a surrender causing Trevor to calm down slightly.

"Look man she just dropped you off here. She said she needed to get some work done." He looks at Trevor and notices the anger swell inside him. He pulled out his phone and called Roxannes cell phone.

The girl was laying in the plush bed of the guest room. She sits up and rubs her head feeling exhausted from last nights events. She felt her phone vibrate on the table causing her to pick up the phone and look at the caller ID. She stared at the screen and instantly hung up on the man who called and took a deep breath. "He's gonna fucking kill me."

"Your husband?" A deep voice rang through the room causing the girl to look at him.

"Yeah. He was mad that I left." She looked down and heard him walk over to her and felt him sit by her. He began rubbing her back and smiled.

"Then leave him." Stuart said softly seeing the girl think about it. She looked at him and stood up feeling a bit worried about her position.

"I'll have to think about that sir. Thank you again for letting me stay but I have to get going." She smiled and began grabbing her things seeing Stuart stand up and watching her closely.

"Let me see you out." He smiles and opens thd door to the room and the two walk out together. Roxanne looks at her car and instantly feels guilt consume her. She opens the door throwing her stuff in the passenger seat and looks at Stuart who watched her closely. She took a deep breath and left his house and headed off to the trailer. Roxanne pulls up seeing Trevor sitting on the sofa which was out on the porch with a beer in his hand and staring her down.

"Ah fuck..." She parks her car and feels around the interior grabbing the audio bug and crushing it. Stepping out of the car she looks at her car with a sigh. "Asshole bugged my beautiful car." She walked up the steps slowly and stopped as soon as Trevor stood. His arms were wide open and he smiled taking the girl by suprise.

"Now where have you been sweetheart? I've been looking everywhere for you!" He shouted at the end letting his anger show causing the girl to stare at him calmly.

"Look, I needed to get shit done and you were distracting me." She tries to move to the door, but Trevor blocks her path. "Can you move?" She said annoyed looking up at the man who glared at her.

"What was it like?" He whispered almost sounding hurt.

"What was what like?" She asked confused feeling the anger from Trevor suffocate her.

"That mafia fucks dick! I know you fucked him! You think you could get away with that, huh?" He felt Roxanne try to push past him but he pushed her back into place.