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guy tries to toss a cigarette on the ground but the ground parries it and it flies back into his mouth and he solemnly continues to smoke it

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i need him.

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Baby Trevor RP - ABUSE WARNING

As Trevor shoved his dresser in front of his locked door everything on top of it fell off and scattered all over the floor. He didn't give a shit. He had to get out of here or he was going to end up in jail. He would FUCKING KILL that dick. He doesn't understand why his perfect mother wastes her time with all these pathetic losers.

"You're a little motherfucker, you know that?", Was all that needed to be said by that prick for Trevor to see white, hot rage. He lost himself for a second, long enough to punch the bitch one good time, before his ma was yanking him back and screaming in his face. You're a disgrace. You're an embarrassment. You're SICK, Trevor.

He was too distressed by his mother's scolding, balled fists yanking at his hair, he didn't see the fucker coming right back at him. He got Trevor good, too. He knocked him to the ground and started kicking the shit out of his stomach and chest. Then he got on top of Trevor to start wailing on his face, busting his nose and lip and bruising his cheek.

Trevor could handle the beating and the pain, it was nothing new to him, but he couldn't handle his mother continuing to berate him. He couldn't handle her allowing it to go on until he was good and fucked up before she made the little cunt get off of him. Then she helped him up and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He hadn't even noticed he'd started crying. The jackass snickered out a "Pussy." Trevor ignored it. He was a fucking pussy. He kept his attention on his mother as she cooed at him, "Oh, Trevor, why must you make me do this to you? We'd be so much happier if you just acted right. Now, go to your room for the rest of the night."

Trevor couldn't look at her anymore. He felt sick. "Yes, ma."

Cut to Trevor opening his window and attempting to climb out, but the guy got him better than he thought because when he hit his side on the sill he hissed and lost his grip, falling out and slamming on the ground below. He just laid there for a bit, fighting with the urge to go get fucked up a better way and never moving again.

The former won out.

He dragged himself off the ground and down the street to the nearest liquor store. He looked like he'd been through the fucking ringer, he knew it, but he didn't give a shit. He didn't care enough to get rid of the blood covering his face and shirt.

When a customer came out the door with a 24-pack of shitty fucking beer, Trevor didn't hesitate to storm over and snatch it from them. They turned on him like they were gonna fucking do anything but when they saw him they took a step back. He looked like a madman and he felt like one, too. "WELL? FUCKING JUMP IF YOU'RE GOING TO! NO? GOOD CHOICE. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

And they did. Quickly.

Trevor spun around, ready to head to the beach and drink the night away. However, he made eye contact with a nosey little stranger. It made him scowl, "What the fuck are you looking at, huh? You got somethin' to say?", He was in that bad, bad, bad, state of mind where everyone around him was the enemy.

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tumblr nuked my theme so I remade damien (trevor kinnie) | 24 he/him been writing this fool for like 8 years i missed him EXTREMELY PRIVATE AND PROBABLY SLOW

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Trevor Philips || Grand Theft Auto V

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Trevor Philips 03/??

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GTA V

Trevor Philips