I am so sorry for the long delay! I've been busy with school and such, but here's an update finally! I hope you enjoy it. :)

"What did you say?" Trevor growled angrily.

"I said she has a nice ass."

Trevor stormed over to the guy who had just made a comment about my butt. But he looked completely unfazed by the angry psychopath coming towards him, cooly leaning up against the wall.

"What are you gonna do about it pal?" He challenged Trevor, oozing with confidence.

"Aarrg!" Trevor yelped and socked the guy in the face knocking him straight to the ground.

"Hah!", He pointed and spat in the guy's face, "That's what I'm going to do you fucking prick!"

He then proceeded to kick the guy and motioned for me to come over.

"Tell her you're fucking sorry."

A groan escaped the man's his lips as he grabbed at his side, ignoring what Trevor had said. Which earned him another kick in the ribs.

"I'm sorry." It was so weak and low, I could barely hear him.

"See, now was that hard?"

Trevor gave one last grunt, and began to trudge away talking relentlessly under his breath. I gently placed my hand on his arm making him freeze in place. I told him that it was okay, and thanked him for what he did. Some how that was able to calm him a bit, slowing down his walking pace.

We kept walking down the avenue for a while, heading towards the restaurant we had intended to go to in the first place. It was a spot Trevor swore by, so I had to trust him. As we approached the restaurant, he opened the door for me and we slipped in. The aroma of fried chicken and cornbread filled my nose immediately. The place was set up like an old country style bar with the wooden tables and everything. There was even a piano player beating the keys on an old piano.

"Two." Trevor murmured to the hostess.

She nodded and got a couple of menus before leading us to a small table in the back.

This was technically our third "date" but weren't actually a thing, just hanging out. We sat down and stayed quiet while looking at the menu until Trevor asked me a question.

"So uh...what brought you to Los Santos?"

It took me a second to answer, I didn't know if I was quite ready to share this with him.

"Um...well, I moved here to get away from my psychotic family, specifically my mom."

"Oh, she's a loony?"

I almost snorted at that. She wasn't quite a lunatic, but she was pretty close.

"You could say that. I had a rough...childhood."

Something sparked in him when I said that, I could see it in his eyes. But he chose not to speak on it.

"You got any siblings?

"Yeah. I have a brother, his name's Devin."

"He move out here with you too?"

"Nah, it's just my best friend and I."

"Your best friend huh?"

"Yeah."

"Be careful who you call your best friend, they just might fuck you over."

I didn't quite know how to respond to that or what it even meant. That wasn't like Trevor.

"What does that mean?"

Before he could answer, a waiter came over to take our order. He was a tall handsome man with the cutest dimples. He kept checking me out and flirting with me making Trevor grit his teeth firmly. Finally when the guy left Trevor cleared his throat loudly.

"What?"

"I didn't like the way that guy was looking at you."

"Oh...well get used to it because I'm hella fine T." I smirked making Trevor break out into a grin himself.

"That you are darlin'."

We caught a taxi back to my place, leaving us standing in front of my apartment building. Trevor told the taxi to wait as he said goodbye to me. We stood awkwardly at the bottom of the staircase, too embarrassed to make eye contact.

"T, I wanted to ask you something before you leave."

"Yeah?"

"What did you mean earlier, when you were talking about the best friend thing."

He locked his jaw and stared at the floor, I had hit a nerve.

"I had this friend, who uh betrayed me back in the day. I thought he was dead, guy got shot right in front of me, but it turned out he was just playing dead for years."

"Damn Trevor I'm sorry. I didn't…"

He just shook his head and frowned. Maybe I shouldn't have asked him. He gave me a halfhearted hug and jumped into the taxi after watching me go up the stairs.

I walked into the apartment to see a guy sitting on the couch with his shoes off and a big ass bowl of chips in his lap. Madison was sitting next to him with her eyes glued on the tv, unaware of my presence. My eyes widened at the realization that he was eating my personal bag of chips.

"Madison! Who the fuck is he and why is he eating my chips!"

They both jumped at my sudden outburst, but the guy kept his eyes glued on me licking his lips.

"Damn girl! Who are you?"

He looked me up and down desirably, if only Trevor was here. I gave Madison a nasty look motioning for her to tell me who this guy was.

"This," she shakily pointed towards him,"is Lamar."

"And why the fuck is Lamar here?"

"Hey baby, no need to get sour."

Lamar stood up and raised his hands up in defense before coming towards me. I frowned at him and crossed my arms. He cleared his throat and glanced over at Madison.

"See your girl here," he motioned towards her,"said I could stay at yo crib for a lil' while."

"She what? Madison what the hell?!"

I looked over to Madison with wide eyes. What was she on? I looked at her eyes to see that they were red and shit.

"Madison, are you fucking high?"

She giggled and tried to lie though her teeth. I almost smacked the shit out of her for being so damn stupid. Lamar must have got her high and convinced here to let him stay.

"Listen here Lamar. Your ass ain't staying here no matter what she fucking said. Now get out of my house."

"Damn ma, why you gotta be like that?"

Madison walked over to me and pushed me away from him. She pouted her lips out at me before laughing like a child.

"Come on Willow. Let his sexy ass stay."

"Finally, a lady who acknowledge's how fine I am!"

I shook my head walked towards my room and began to close the door before turning towards them.

"One day."

Lamar was still chilling on the couch when I had woke up in the morning and even when got back from my jog. I almost said something, but I bit my tongue and decided against it. Trevor was supposed to be coming over again today, so I thought that I could have him handle it.

Just as I had finished getting ready, the doorbell rang. Lamar yelled that it had rung making me grit my teeth. He better be gone by tomorrow.

"I'll get it!" I hollered to Madison.

I opened the door to see Trevor with his arm up leaning against the doorframe with a toothpick in his mouth. He looked down at me through his aviator sunglasses with a smirk on his face.

"Hey sugar."

"Hey T, what's up?"

"Just can't get my mind around how good looking you are."

I smirked and moved out the way for him to come in. Madison walked into the living room and rolled her eyes at the sight of Trevor. She couldn't stand him. She thought I was wasting my time with him and that he was too old for me even though I keep telling her there's nothing going on between the two of us.

"Is that crazy ass Trevor?"

Lamar turned his head around to get a look at Trevor before getting up to greet him.

"Lamar!" Trevor extended his arms and smiled.

"Wait, you two know each other?"