"Fucking admit it!" Trevor yells. You two are arguing. What about? Random stupid, crazy, drugged-up shit he did. "You hate me! You do, don't you?" Trevor looks at you with offense, disdain, and hurt in his eyes. He is either manipulating you, or genuinely feels this way.

"I mean, you NEVER call, never check up, never visit, unless you WANT something, you fucking asshole!!!"