Zendaya and Trevor:My bully

Deep Talk 2

Authors Note
Make sure you guys let me know if you want a sequel to the story 😘😘😘

Trevor P.O.V
We pull up at our destination. Pitch dark outside, this nice ass mansion.

2 in the morning.

Jacob-alright we know the plan right?

Trevor-yeah, y'all got them on y'all hip?

Diggy-hell yeah...lets do this.

They put on there masks and crawl up the side of the mansion to where his room is.

They quietly open his window and sneak in. To see 1 guy on a couch and 1 one on the floor and one in his bed.

Trevor goes over to the one laying on the bed gets his knife out, puts his close to his neck and whispers in his ear.

Trevor-son, you better wake up and start talking.

The person struggles In his sleep a little but soon opens his eye to see someone standing over him with a knife.

Kyle-WHAT THE HELL??!

This wakes everyone else up.

The bed room light then comes on.

Diggy-aye all of y'all shut the hell up!

He says as him and Jacob are pointing there guns in there direction.

Kyle-bruh...if you don't get this knife away from me...we GON have some problems.

Trevor-some problems like what? I'm in control now.

The other guys try to move also.

Jacob-I suggest y'all to stand back.

1 guy reaches under his pillow to get his weapon out and points it on Trevor.

Trevor-okay y'all wanna be big and bad now...we GON play the shooting game.

Kyle-bruh...WHAT DO YOU WANT???

Trevor-I want yo ass to leave me and my girl the hell along! That's what I want!

Kyle-bruh...Zendaya ain't even worth it. I can get it and hit it if I want too....plus I got yo other hoe.

This makes Trevor really angry. He puts the knife really up to his neck now where Kyle could feel it against his skin.

1 guy-I suggest y'all get out before we set fire.

Diggy-I dare y'all too.

Next thing you know, a loud alarm sounds the house.

Jacob-man we gotta get the hell outta here!

They all 3 start to scurry and jump out the window.

One of the guys threw a SHOT!

Thank God they missed....

Trev, Digg and Jac make it to the car, out of breath.

Diggy-aye y'all we gotta hurry up and get out of here.

Jacob-right the cops probably after our asses.

Trevor-wait we gotta throw theses weapons out first.

Diggy-you dummy!

Trevor-what??? Aye just shut up and let's do this.

They pull up at a near gas station that is shutdown for good.

Trevor sneaks out and puts the weapons in the trash.

And gets back in the car. As he speeds down the street.