𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐈𝐈 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

My hero

Smut

[ Y/n ]

I wiped my eyes and locked the door behind me, pulling my phone out of my pocket. I pressed Trevor's contact and called him, trying not to start crying.

[ Trevor ]

I woke up and looked over at my bedside table. Jesus it's late. Why is she calling me now?

I picked up my phone and rubbed my eyes.

"Hello?"

Y/n started crying and I furrowed my brows. "Y/n? What happened?" I asked, waking up more.

I could hear loud music and talking in the background. She didn't...

"Trevor... Please come pick me up. I went to the party a-and I'm sorry-"

"You're where?!"

"Trevor I'm sorry there's a lot of bad shit going on I locked myself in a room upstairs please!" She cried.

I got out of bed and started rushing to get dressed.

"Fuck, Y/n." I sighed as she cried over the line.

"Where is it?"

. . .

[ Y/n ]

There was knocking on the door and I slowly opened it. Trevor came in and slammed the door behind himself, locking it.

"I told you not to come. Why are you here?" He asked.

"I'm s-sorry." I cried.

"Yeah, you better be. Waking me up at three am, at a party on the other side of town, THE PARTY I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING GO TO."

I covered my face with my hands and Trevor stood there. Why didn't I just stay home?

Trevor pulled my hands away and grabbed my chin. He made me look at him and I tried to stop crying.

"Are you ok? Did anyone give you anything? Did anyone touch you?"

I stared at him and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Who?!"

"They just tried I promise they didn't actually-"

"Show me who!"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up, unlocking the door and leaving the room. We walked all around the house for few minutes before I pointed out the guy to him.

Trevor walked over and I watched as they talked for a moment before Trevor punched him. I covered my mouth and watched as Trevor hit him again and again until he fell on the ground.

Trevor walked back over and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the party.

. . .

Trevor parked his car and looked over at me.

"Can you go get me some stuff for my hand, love?" He asked, pulling money out of his wallet.