Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge
Chapter 4 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.
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Surprise Meeting
Michael sighed as he parked outside the Vanilla Unicorn; it was strange how coming to this place made him feel uneasy now.
'Honestly, I just came here to check up on Trevor and I'm not worried about anything, any misconceptions or that, so why…?' He wondered. 'Urgh, what is this, guilty conscience or something?'
Shaking his head and trying to dismiss the thought, he headed towards the doors of the strip club and, after a brief hesitation, entered the building. Almost at once the music hit him and he tried to focus on his reason for being here. Not that it was too hard when Trevor still stood out a mile. Right now Michael could see him standing in the back room, his back to the open door; talking to Wade about something. Making his way over Michael briefly wondered how Trevor was coping.
'Now that things have calmed down they've got to be moving at a very different pace from what Trevor is used to.' He reflected.
Entering the back office he casually knocked on the door, startling both current occupants.
"The fuck!" Trevor yelled.
He spun around, eyes wild but then he saw who it was.
Michael laughed. "Hey T, been a while."
"Mikey, hey!" Trevor grinned. "What you doin' sneaking up on me like that?!"
Shrugging Michael replied. "The door was open and I was dropping by to see you, figured I'd just step in."
"Um, should I, uh..." Wade stammered.
Trevor just waved his hand dismissively. "Wade, go enjoy a dance with the girls or something."
Wade scuttled off to do that Trevor moved to sit down, Michael taking the seat opposite him.
There was a brief pause before Trevor shook his head.
"So, this is a surprise, thought when things calmed down you disappeared on me again, Mikey." He remarked. "This is the first time you've visited me since all that shit ended."
Michael shook his head. "Not this time, T. I just had to make sure things were ready and okay for when my family came back and then we were trying rebuild and shit."
Trevor nodded slowly and Michael was again reminded of his worries about the man; knowing Trevor like he did.
"You doin' okay, T?" He asked suddenly. "I mean, I know things are...different now."
Trevor paused for a moment, taken by surprise by Michael's question but then sighed heavily. He slumped back in his seat.
"It's tough, Mikey, it's tough...This days it was all action; I felt...I don't know, alive." He replied. "But now, I'm just feeling like I'm drifting without actually doing stuff and, I don't know what to do."
Michael nodded slowly. "T; I get it, it's tough. I've been wondering how to adjust too; but...hey; we all made it through, didn't we? That has to mean something."
Trevor grinned and nodded; agreeing and Michael felt a little relieved that Trevor was now hopefully feeling somewhat better.
Meanwhile, in his home, Franklin was a little surprised when his phone rang; he hadn't been expecting anyone. Even more surprising to him was the caller ID; Tracey De Santa.
'Huh, that's strange?' He thought.
Shrugging however he picked up his phone and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hi there." Tracey's voice replied at once. "Sorry, did I catch you at a bad time?"
"No, it's cool; what's up?"
He couldn't deny he was confused by this. Then said confusion became wariness when she spoke again.
"I was wondering if we could meet up somewhere, talk for a while."
"What, that's…?"
She quickly spoke. "Hey, one dinner is hardly gonna be enough to get to know and you've seen the rest of my family, got to know them a bit, I just wanna get to know you better, that's all."
He paused; unsure but then sighed. "Well, okay, sounds cool."
He smiled a little as she replied enthusiastically and they soon made the arrangements. As he hung up however he couldn't help but feel even more confused, wonder why Tracey De Santa, of all people, wanted to get to know him better.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.