Kiss My Tears Away (Trevor Philips X Reader)

Chapter 4

By the time you both arrived back at the airfield, you were starving.

"I'm kind of hungry," you announced as you both walked back to the red truck.

"Do you want to grab a bite to eat?"

"I don't have any money..." you admitted shamefully. Ever since you lost your job, you've been used to skipping meals because you couldn't afford them.

Trevor held up his hand, dismissing your excuse, "Don't even worry about it. It's on me."

"You sure you don't mind?" you asked.

"Sweetheart, believe me, money is definitely not an issue for me," he assured you as he began driving.

You glanced at him, confused. If money wasn't an issue for him, why did he live in such a pig sty? Why did he dress in ratty clothing that obviously wasn't his size? Why did he drive an old truck that sputtered a cry of despair every time he started it? What the hell did he do for a living?

You arrived at a family diner in Sandy Shores. You both took your seats. The aroma of the food in the air made your stomach ache because of how hungry you were. A kind middle aged woman approached your table and handed you a menu. She didn't give one to Trevor.

"Trevor, we told you last month that you are not welcome here," the waitress said, hands on her hips.

Trevor ran a hand down his face, "Uh, shit. Listen, you have no proof that it was me."

"We don't need proof with your reputation, now go," she pointed toward the door.

"Beth, come on, my guest is starving," he gestured to you. Your cheeks burned.

"Well, she can stay but you have to go."

You whispered across the table to Trevor, "Um... we can go somewhere else. It's no big deal."

Trevor shushed you and turned back to the waitress, "Listen, if I pay you back and apologize, will you let us just eat here in peace?"

"Peace?!" She laughed, "Funny word coming from you!"

"Is it a deal?"

The waitress hesitated, "Only if you pay double of what you took."

Trevor gritted his teeth. You could tell he wasn't one to like losing, "Fuck! Fine," he reached into his pocket and pulled out an impressive roll of cash. He counted out $1,000 in large bills and handed it to the woman who smile smugly and stuffed the cash in her bra.

"Thank you, sugar."

"Fuck off," Trevor growled, "Now give me a damn menu."

"That's not a very nice way to talk to the person who is handling your food," the waitress said, handing Trevor a menu.

He took a deep breath before muttering a weak apology.

Then, it was just the two of you at the table. Trevor began flipping through the menu.

"Um..." you started, "What the fuck was that?"

"Don't worry about it," Trevor dismissed.

"No, what was that? Why were you banned? Why did you give her one grand?" you questioned sternly, demanding answers.

Trevor leaned toward you, "They think I robbed them at gun point."

You're eyes widened as you looked toward the waitress.

"Why did you take the blame for it? You just lost a thousand dollars for no reason!"

"Because I did."

You felt your appetite disappear.

"What?" you gaped, "What did you say?"

"I held up this place about a month ago and took around $500 from them, and they won't let it go."

You stared at him like he's stupid. "I wouldn't let it go either if you held a gun to me."

"Judging by last night, princess, you did let it go," That statement alone stunned you silent, "Just shut up and decide what you want."

You stared down at the menu but read nothing. You were seated at a table with a criminal. You rode in a helicopter with someone who wasn't afraid to pull a gun out at innocent people. You slept in his bed. You began to feel filthy and scared but mostly sick. You closed the menu and stood up abruptly and stormed out of the restaurant. You needed some air. Trevor followed soon after.

"What's your problem?" he asked.

"What did she mean she knew the robber was you just judging by your reputation?"

Trevor sighed and rolled his eyes, "Well, if you must know, I am one of the most notorious psychopathic criminals in the State of San Andreas area who kills without regret and runs the area's most successful meth lab."

You wished he was joking. But you knew in your gut that he wasn't.

"You're shitting me."

"No, darling, I am not shitting you," the way he said the word 'darling' left an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. You wanted now more than ever to go home.

He approached you but you backed away, "You stay away from me, you're crazy. You don't value anyone's life but your own," you approached the road, wanting to hitch a ride.

"I value yours," he responded.

You shook your head, "No. No," you repeated.

"You don't believe me? I thought you said you trusted me earlier."

"That was before I knew you were a deranged drugged-up psycho killer," you held out your thumb, continuing to try and hitch a ride but nobody stopped.

Trevor approached you angrily and grabbed both of your shoulders. You grimaced in pain when he gripped your broken arm.

"Listen to me—"

"LET GO OF ME!" tears of fear began to fall down your face.

"LISTEN!" he roared, "If I wanted to kill you, I could easily push you into this traffic right now. But I'm not going to do that. You know why?" he paused for a moment, "Because I'm not completely fucking heartless. I could have let you get crushed by that train yesterday but I didn't because I am capable of caring about people. I may be a scary, twisted, dangerous fucker, Y/N, but I am not cold."

You stared into his eyes as he continued to speak.

"You don't need to be afraid of me. I will never intentionally hurt you. So, please, come back inside and let's just eat. We can talk about this more later if you want."

There was a long pause. You knew you were probably making a big mistake but there was something about him that you couldn't say no to, something you couldn't stay away from.

You nodded slowly as he led you back inside the restaurant.

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A/N Oh my god i'm so sorry i haven't updated this well anyway it's done so imma do chapter 5 inna bit

Word Count: 1050