Who: Lourdes and Trevor Where: Trevor's room When: 4am Thursday morning What: They need to talk or fight Rating: Honestly? No idea.
Lourdes was upset and made at herself. First she had brought Dee to that place and she was raped there and now Trevor was being blamed for that! He had saved them and they were arresting him. She couldn't believe this was happening and she HAD to see Trevor. She hadn't seen him since she had come back. She had written him a note while she was away but she hadn't really had the courage to face him.
She didn't even change her clothes before she bolted to his room after the GB blast. He wasn't there of course. He was probably still at the jail or maybe his father had gotten him already. She didn't know but she did know that there was no one in his room. Lourdes sank down the wall to the floor completely unaware of the light tears running down her face. How could this have happened? People she cared about always ended up with everything falling down on top of them. It was possibly the first time she admitted truly caring about Trevor but she didn't focus on that right now. She just wanted to actually see him.
The hours passed slowly but she didn't move. He had to come home eventually. It didn't occur to her that his father might keep him home after this. Every now and then she dozed against the wall but never for very long. She had no idea what time it was when she was startled awake, with a soft gasp, by the sound of footsteps in the hallway.