Previously on Twisted Relationship

"No, he's dead." she said emotionlessly, causing Trevor to turn and stare at the back of her head, he didn't know how to feel about that.

"Oh...sorry to hear that...if it makes you feel any better my brother died to...OD." he stated while trying to seem sentimental, she didnt turn to look back at him or do anything for a moment.

Sighing she pushed her herself off the couch and turned her head to look at him, a small fake smile formed on her lips.

"You were right, that didn't make me feel any better." she said before walking over to the hall and grabbing her duffle bag off the ground.

" Hurry up and lets go, plane is waiting" she said while opening front door and stepping out.

Damn..that didn't go good. Hopefully Mikey can get Dave to talk more about her.


(Normal POV)

Trevor threw his bag into the compartment onto the seat across from his, Camilla wasn't playing when she said that they'd fly in a private plane. The people meeting us here were dressed in armoured and strict business attire, seems like what people Dave was associated with were serious.

"Mr. Ortega , ordered us to make sure you have a safe journey , you're in good hands." the gentleman waiting up in the door entrance for them, Camilla nodded her head and allowed herself to be escorted into the plane.

Setting her things down Camilla went over towards the little small fridge in between then run way, grabbing herself a nice cold bottled water.

Trevor sat in his seat enjoying the comfort and massage controls, glancing up over he noticed that she pulled out a small medicine container and popped two in her hand.

Putting the container back in her pocket Camilla slipped the two pills in her mouth and took a sip of water, when finished she took a shakey breath.

"What's with the pills... You sick or something?, Trevor asked, she glanced over at him before turning to go back over to her seat.

"For my anxiety...I hate flying." she said then took a seat down while strapping her seatbelt in.

The plane pilot announced to get assituated and fastened in our seat to be ready for take off, Trevor lazily strapped himself in while taking out a flask he hidden in his pants pocket.

Slowly they could feel the plane start to move down the runway, causing Camilla gripped at both arms of the seat while shutting her eyes. She hates flying so much, even though in past she's flown in helicopters but the height difference with planes is terrifying.

When the acceleration of the plane made when starting to lift off the ground made Camilla take a deep strangled breath and clench her hands tightly than ever.

"You alright sweetheart?" Trevor laughed out getting a kick from her funny reactions, she used one of her hands to flip him off then quickly clench back down in the arm.

Just take deep breaths Camilla...deep steady breaths...breathing in...breathing out. She thought to herself.

It seemed like forever till the shaking of the plane came to a calm hault, opening her eyes Camilla began to feel herself becoming less tense up and relaxed.

"Attention two passengers, we are making our destination to Huston ,Texas. We should be there in about four hours." the plane pilot announced from the intercom, sighing Camilla unclenched her hands from the arms of the chair.

Reclining his seat back Trevor took this as an opportunity to shut his eyes while enjoying the delux comfort of his seat, this was probably the second most comfortable thing he's ever layed on, Camillas couch wasn't half bad.

Tilting his head he looked over at her seat, she was sliding off her jacket and placing on the arm of the chair , reaching over she reached into the side of her bag and pulled out wireless headphones.

Placing them over her ears Camilla looked through her phone to apple playlist, sliding down her playlist album she found one that'll put her mind at ease.

Pressing on the side of the chair Camilla reclined back to a comfortable position and closed her eyes, letting the music fill her head and silence out everything that was around her. Sometimes she wished that there was a way to control time and just hit pause, the fantasy of rewinding back time and changing the past.

But that was just a fantasy that everyone wants but can never have control over, even Camilla knew that you can't change time, you're stuck with the outcome no matter how much you don't want to be.

While I still got you here, I still got you here
I hope that you can hear this.
Don't give up, don't give up on us
I just want you to hear this. Don't give up on us.

See, when you were two I was born,
And when I was two you were four
And when I was four, you were six
And now I'm just sitting here, remember this,
You are more than just my brother, we grow up just like best friends
I know that nothing lasts forever, but I don't want this to end.

Camilla wasn't realising that she was silently singing along with the song being played, this song relates to her personally. Continuing on softly singing along with the song she started drifting into a tranquil slumber, her head tilting to the side a little bit.

Trevor was half way drifting off to sleep when the sound of Camillas soft voice caught his ears, tilting his head up she was singing along to whatever she was listening probably not even realising he could hear.

He continued to watch and listen till she drifted off to sleep, the motion of her head tilting to the side confirmed it.


(Trevors POV)

Tilting my head to the side I stared off into space remenesing on how this whole process of playing with Daves rules, I could give two shits about the extra money he offered me to keep for myself and all the other stuff.

The only thing I want from him is to keep his word about my mothers well being, her last treatment for Kimo really fucked her up bad. Almost all the money from the last heist with Franklin and Micheal went to her for staying in the hospital.

It fucking kills me seeing mom like this, something told be that she's getting sicker but no matter how hard I tried getting it out of her she'd push me away. Despite all the crazy shit that's happened with me and her not being the mother like she used to be, I still loved and wanted to make sure nothing awful happens to her.

When finding out she had cancer I fucking lost it, went off radar for almost a week and drank my sorrow away. Finally I got my head cleared and decided to have her live with me so incould help, it was hard at first for the both of us. My mother can be a fucking stubborn woman at times, but that wouldn't make me any less mad at her.

She started getting worse when her hair began falling out, I noticed that she was becoming less aware of certain things and that her appetite was changing.

One night I came home and found Ron trying to unlock the bathroom door to get her out, she was throwing up chunks of blood all over the toilet and couldn't even move.

Just the way she looked break my damn heart, so angry with her for not getting the help sooner and at myself for not pushing her to get the help when I had the chance.

Shaking away the depressing memories I looked over to Camillas sleeping form, ever since what she told me back at the condo it kind of made me understand the way she presents herself.

She tried to put up a tough wall around herself and show no emotions to avoid dealing with them, when I looked at her face it was plain with no grief expression.

When my brother died I fucking lost my shit, as much as he was an was hole to me and the way we'd go at each others heads I still loved that motherfucker with all my heart, I'd take a damn bullet for that man.

Something says that how she and her brother were, I also noticed she hated when I brought up her parents, like she doesn't want to talk about anything around her life.

And yesterday night with the smashing of the window really got some red flags with me, either she was sleep and had a nightmare, or she had an episode and didn't know what was happening and where she was.

Looking at my crack phone screen I saw that it was half past three am, it would mean that we'd be landing in about two hours. Well since cupcake is resting up hell I might as well too.

Something tells me these next few months are gonna God damn interesting.