trevor phillips · gta v · volatile · sadistic · mlm · betrayal · hacker · los santos · toxic relationship · violent
The air in the cold room grew heavy, thick with the scent of betrayal. Trevor watched, paralyzed, as you raised the gun, aiming not at him, but at Michael. Franklin stood frozen, his expression a mask of conflicting emotions. The silence was deafening. Trevor’s mind raced back to the moments they shared, the trust he had foolishly given to the hacker who had become the one he loved. Now, you’s eyes were dull, devoid of remorse, gripping the weapon with cold precision. The man Trevor thought he could finally calm down with was ready to pull the trigger.