Kiss My Tears Away (Trevor Philips X Reader)

Chapter 3

A/N: ight homies this is chapter 3 

lets get this started bois

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You ended up spending the night. You were too tired to fight anymore. All you needed was rest. Trevor lent you an over-sized ratty-looking Love Fist band tee and cleared off his bed for you to sleep in.  He spent the night on the couch. You slept so soundly that it was almost as if you were actually dead.

It was noon when a voice you had never heard before woke you up.

"Excuse me, nice lady," a man's voice with a very distinct list whispered politely. You opened your eyes to see a man wearing baggy clothes, facial piercings, dreadlocks, and his face painted to look like a clown. You instinctively pulled the blanket to your chin.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Trevor's. My name is Wade. I'm sorry if I frightened you," his voice was soft and almost child-like.

"Alright... I'm Y/N."

"Trevor is out doing some business stuff or whatever but he told me to tell you that he'll be back within the hour. He, uh... also told me to get you this."

You almost didn't notice the cup of coffee and the box of a dozen donuts in his hands. He put the donuts on the bed and handed the coffee to you. You took a whiff of the strong coffee and the scent alone woke up your senses a bit.

"Oh, um... Thank you," He offered you a warm grin. You peered behind him from where he was standing at the door of the bedroom, "How did you get in here anyways?"

"Trevor usually leaves the door unlocked."

Your eyes widened in shock, "Wait, but what if someone breaks in?"

"They won't. No one really wants to mess with Trevor or get on is bad side."

You nodded in response. You wondered what he meant by that. Were people afraid of Trevor? Should you be afraid too?

"So, yeah, Trevor will be back soon. I'll see ya, miss."

"Thank you," you said as he left out the door. And just like that you were alone again in this place you've never seen before. You just sat and enjoyed your breakfast.

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It was an hour and a half before Trevor came barging through the door. He turned to the bedroom and looked at you, still clad in his shirt and reading some magazine you found on the floor.

"You're still here," he said. His tone sounded surprised.

"Yup I'm still here. Thanks for the breakfast, by the way."

He ran his fingers through his hair, "It was no problem. It's the least I could do after that shit show last night."

You nodded and pursed your lips, "Yeah..." You flipped open the top of the box of donuts, "You want some donuts? I only had two."

He nodded and sat down at the foot of the bed, grabbing a donut and practically inhaling it. You flipped a couple more pages of the magazine in your lap before closing it and setting it down beside you.

"Why did you stop me yesterday?"

He licked the powder from the donut off his lips before speaking, "Because I get you. You don't need to die. Not yet anyways."