A/N: I've put this story up to an 'M' rating now to be safe and maybe for future chapters.
Trevor's POV
I was sat in the clubs office when my phone went off. It was my business phone, so I didn't expect it to be from Leela, but it was.
I can't do this anymore
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I looked at the message, reading it over and over and thinking the same thing. What does she mean?
I was nearly done so I decided to go and see.
I walked out of the club, catching a glimpse of Grace on the way, but I didn't stop to talk to her.
I got to my flat and walked in, bumping into Leela, I put my hands out to steady her.
"Where you going?" I asked.
"Somewhere that isn't here or home" she said with a hint of sadness.
"Why?"
"I told you, I can't do this anymore" she said sounding desperate.
"What?"
"This" she said, pointing between me and her "You and me" she let out a humorous laugh.
"It's always there"
"What?" I asked her.
"That night..." she whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear, but I heard.
"It was a mistake" I whispered.
Leela's POV
Hearing him say it was a mistake made me feel dirty, like it didn't mean anything, but it did, we might have been drunk but it still meant something and we both silently knew it, but we were too afraid to say.
"A mistake" I repeated.
"Yes, that's all it was" he said "Damn it, Leela" he shouted, making me to jump slightly.
"Why did you bring it up? It's in the past" he shouted
"Because I can't pretend anymore" I whispered, a tear forming in my eye.
I saw him reach out and wipe it away, then he leant in, towards my lips, but he stopped and I could feel his warm breath.
"I can't..." he said, pulling away from me.
Trevor's POV
I pulled away from her and I could still feel the tension between us.
I saw her look from my lips to my eyes, then she walked off.
I heard the door slam shut and I let out a sigh, I knew she was right, it wasn't a mistake, far from it, but I wasn't that guy, I wasn't good enough for her and she deserved the best.
Leela's POV
I left the flat without looking back, I just wanted to forget.
I stood outside his door for a moment before walking outside, I stopped outside my house for a moment and I could hear all the commotion. Dad's back then I thought to myself as I heard his voice, he was shouting, and I could hear Mums soft cries, and Roses painful ones.
I sighed heavily and continued down the steps.
...
I found myself at the door of the club, waiting to go in, but it wasn't even open yet.
"Alright" Grace said, as she opened the club doors "Here a bit early ain't ya?"
"Not really" I said, walking in.
"It's only 4" she said from behind me.
"Well you're open ain't ya?" I said without looking at her, I just kept moving to the stairs.
"Well, yeah" she said, as I walked up the stairs
"Right, so can you get me a drink" I asked, losing my patience.
I saw her walk round the bar.
"What you having?"
"Double vodka"
I watched as she got a glass and the bottle and I put my arm out to stop her.
"Second thoughts, I'll just take the bottle" I said.
Grace put the glass and bottle down with a sigh and slide the bottle over to me, walking off.
...
"Don't you think you should go home?" Grace said after my many drinks.
"No, I'm alright here, thanks" I told her with a fake smile.
I watched as she walked off and seconds later returned with a phone, going into the office and pushing the door shut slightly.
Trevor's POV
I was paying a visit to one of my workers when my phone rang.
"What? I'm kind of in the middle of something" I said angrily down the phone.
"We've got a problem" she said on the other end.
"What? I'm sure you are very capable of sorting it yourself" I told her, smirking to myself.
"Don't be so sure"
"What is it?" I said in frustration.
"It's Leela..."
"And you're calling me because?" I said after a moment.
"Because I'm not blind"
"Look, I ain't got time for your games, I'm a bit tired up at the moment"
"Well a group of lads just entered" I heard her say on the other end.
"And? We're a club, they probably just wanted a drink, like Leela" I told her with a frustrated sigh.
"She's drunk, they're a group of lads, do I need to spell it out for you?" she said and I froze, my mind repeated her last words, over and over again.
I didn't say anything; I just snapped the phone shut.