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-The Midwest was an… interesting time for Trevor. His unreliable nature of starting fights between “gangs”, drug hustling, doing these small-job heists that would have his mugshot printed on every surface in towns, his head being wanted on a stake by the authorities. He was constantly aware and paranoid as there wasn’t a lamppost without his “wanted” poster, alongside his best buddy, Michael.

-He’d use your home as a safe place, and this causes break-ins by warrants, gang-members, people who want Trevor dead. One time you were having sex on the sofa to warm up since the power cut out, and the front door was slammed open.

-This meant you spent the majority of the time sleeping around in motel rooms whenever you were to see him. This avoids your address being the main centre of his whereabouts. But this does strain your relationship. Due to his constant move around, you grew distant as you couldn’t keep up with these new motels and “jobs” he was doing.

-So arguments were common, especially over the phone. The daily “you promised you’d come” by Trevor and your repetitive “I couldn’t. You know that”. Face to face arguments were common as well. Trevor would get fiercely upset when you’d turn up to see him after weeks of no sex or calls. He’d cry, smash things up, snort drugs, sob in your arms until it was all calm. By all means, you spent most of your “hook ups” trying to comfort Trevor and his borderline personality.

-He’s very vocal about you to his crew-members, and sometimes they can be assholes about it. Whenever you go out, he’ll be high and drunk on whatever, laughing alongside his friends as they’d objectify women, hire some hookers who would strip and give them all lap dance. While Trevor wouldn’t accept a lap dance, he’d always drunkenly beg for you to do one in front of everyone so he could “show you off”. If you decline, he’ll get pouty and moody, giving you snarky looks and smoking more drugs out of spite.

-When he wasn’t around any bad influences, he was the funniest and sweetest guy ever. Constant cuddles and dirty jokes that would make you ugly laugh. Trevor would take you out to small diners and you both would rush home to undress and fuck after the sneaky squeezes of your thighs and breasts throughout the dinner.

-Sex would be very involved and needy. The Midwest is always cold and somewhat snowy, so he’s desperate to feel your warm body against his. You’ll find that he uses your tits as pillows and face warmers out of everything. When he’s fucking you stupid, he’d be hiding in between your breasts like his life was depending on it. Hence the constant rashes from moustache and bite marks from his teeth. Because he does it constantly, the marks are beginning to be permanent, scarring you lovingly.

-He would accidentally leave bags of drugs and illegal cash around your house when he does stay over for some nights. You try to end this habit but he always forgets to bring them with him when leaving. This would mean you’d have to travel 2 hours out from the town just to meet him in some shady corner from where he’s staying with his guys. And whenever you weren’t there to support him, Trevor would always look like a horrid mess when he’s out with his buddies for jobs. Uncut mullet, scruffy facial hair, eye bags, new cuts and bruises.

-Trevor doesn’t understand your disgust when he hangs around with his crew. Being so drugged and loyal to his unlawful friends, it definitely causes mishap in your relationship. Michael seems okay but the way he introduces Trevor to new ways of ruining his life, you grew out of favour, causing many arguments between you and Trevor.

-This meant that your relationship was off and on. Breakups after breakups, making up and fucking, a few weeks together and being this happy family, then weeks to almost months where he’s away doing god knows what. Every time you attempt to cut him off completely, he always lures you back with his charms and promises to change. It’s all lies but because he’s so dependent on you, leaving him would put him in an even more suicidal mindset. You wouldn’t bare the idea of losing him, so you’re trapped in this cycle.

-Trevor does attempt to change whatever may be bothered you. Whenever you are invited to hangouts, he’s by your side and (almost always) persuades some sort of alone time in the public toilets… Having you bounce up and down on his cock while he’s calling you “the one and only” and moaning loud enough to make his buddies know. This was his way of reassuring you that he’s always thinking of you.

-You’d know nothing much of his background, even with the amount of time you’ve known him. Trevor refuses to talk about his mother, and he certainly expresses deep hatred when talking about his biologically father. You assumed his mother was quite a figure to him as Trevor, unconsciously, would call you mama and mommy during sex, when he’s close to his climax. Due to his vague answers, you have researched to your ability and made assumptions that he suffers from traumatic mother issues. And you’d mention this during arguments, causing some real problems in his trust.