Chapter 4: Chapter 4
After talking for 4 more hours, she wanted to leave, but I told her she can stay. But I didn't manage to convince her, so she left.
After she left, I decided to search up a name, which I don't know why I haven't done yet, in 9 years.
Lifeinvader...searching...typing...Trevor Phillips....and a bunch of profiles.
I decided to check the profiles out instead of watching 2 more episodes of Pervert Stare.
A few hours later, I found it...Trevor Phillips. Occupation being international CEO; Relationship status being any hole's a goal. Pfft.
So he's alive. And he never bothered to search for me? Son of a bitch.
A sudden anger got me, so I decided to go to sleep, and get ready for the weekend.
Next morning, I took a shower, as I didn't last night, brushed and flossed my teeth. I made breakfast, decided to look more into Trevor.
He has 2 friends on Lifeinvader. Ron and Wade. Both are living in Sandy Shores. So I'm guessing he's living there as well. And since he says he's an international CEO, I'm guessing he started a business; probably drug or weapons trading, something he's been dreaming about for a long time.
"So he's in the same state." I said to to myself.
"Who is?" I heard Ellie ask me, behind me, which caused me to jump in surprise.
"Oh! Uh...I'll tell you someday." I said, turning around, not wanting her to see my face. For some reason, she can always tell if I'm lying just from my face. And it's not like I don't have a poker face, in fact I have a great poker face; it's just that my daughter is too good.
We ate breakfast, and chilled at home, and didn't do anything else. At around 12 pm I took a 30 minute nap, and started making dinner.
When I finished making dinner, someone knocked on the door, and I asked Ellie, who was playing some kind of game on my phone, to open it. To my surprise, it was Tracey.
I, of course, invited her inside, and I could see some confusion on her face. I was surprised to see her, as we just talked yesterday.
"Hey, did you miss me so soon?" I asked with a smile.
"No. I mean, yes. Uh..." she speaks hesitantly.
"Are you okay?"
"I uh...how do I say this?" She spent a few seconds to collect her thoughts as we sat down at the dinner table. "So, I was thinking of going to Fame or Shame today, but after our talk, I decides against it, as my dance would have been a bit...you know, so I stay at home. Dad found a bag of weed in the freezer, and it turned out to be Jimmy's, they argued with each other, mom joining in as well...but then someone came inside the house..."
"Was it Trevor?!" I asked without letting her finish.
"How'd you know?!" She stood up in surprise.
"So it was him!"
"Yes! Uncle Trev is alive!" She said, and hugged me.
I hugged her back, and I was happy as well, and I wanted to know where he is. "Do you know where he is? Does he look like he's been taking care of himself?" I asked her.
"No...and no." She shook her head.
I sighed disappointed at that he hasn't been taking care of himself. Though, I should have known, as he posted pictures of meth, and he hasn't been the type to do that. I guess he really only did it because he wanted to have sex.
I sigh, "Ha, I see. Anyway, that's great news," with a smile.
We talk for a bit more, and she also tells me about Jimmy. Eventually, like an hour or so later, she leaves.
So, Trevor is in LS now. As I expected. Michael is really dumb, isn't he? He didn't even confirm is Trevor is dead; and if I guess right, he just guessed that Trevor is dead. That's why he did such dumb thing as quoting from a movie like he did all the time.
After Tracey left, I asked Ellie if she wanted to go shopping with me, but said no, and added that I'm boring to shop with...it hurt a bit, okay.
I got into my car, and headed to Rockford Plaza. Jokes on her, I'm gonna by dresses just for myself. Kidding, of course.
While in the plaza, I bought a dress for Ellie, in my opinion it was cute, so I thought why not, I heard some commotion.
I walked over in curiously, and heard a very loud and familiar voice. "Go fuck yourself, you fucking hipster!" (A/N: I don't know why I chose to write this honestly lmao)
I managed to squeeze myself forward, and see a man, dressed like a hobo, grab a hipster guy's head, and smash it into the wall, knocking out or killing the guy, with some blood splattered on the wall.
He huffs angrily, and walks out of the plaza. I follow him discreetly; I don't call out to him, as I don't know what to say.
It is undoubtedly the man I have fallen in love with eighteen years ago. I continue to follow him, with my mouth slightly open.
What do I say? Should I call out? Should I tell him about Ellie? He wanted a kid back in the day, but would he still feel the same way?
Thoughts swirl in my mind, as I follow behind him like some creepy stalker. But after a minute or so, I bump into something.
I look up, and I see Trevor turned around, looking down at me. "Why are you following me, woman?"
My mouth closes and opens a few times before my eyebrows furrow. "What, you don't recognize me, because I got older?"
"What?"
"I'm Sarah, you fucking asshole!" I say, and push him away. I turn around, and walk away.
Trevor is a but stunned, but then realization hits him, and jogs after me, grabbing me by the arm, after he catches up to me.
"Wait, hold on. Sarah?"
"Yes, you ass. You fucking liar." I say in anger. I didn't think this would be the first emotion I feel after being reunited with my first and only love. But I guess it is valid, as he had left me for 9 years, without a single fucking call.
"What- What do you mean? Huh?" He asks confused.
"You left me! For 9 long fucking years, and didn't even bother to call! You said that you'll come back, but you never did!" I say with some tears in my eyes, and run away.
"Wait, babe!" He shouts and runs after me.
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