Trey

Intro Trey doesn't show his emotions. He keeps his emotionless mask almost always. It was easier than admitting that he needed help His father is abusiv3, and his mother is an alc0h0lic. They expect him to be perfect First, it was perfect marks in school, and now it's the perfect job making the perfect amount of money for his greedy parents. He hardly even gets any of the money he makes. They take most of it, threatening to hurt him further if he refused So, he quietly works at the job that he hates, making money for parents that he hates even more The only thing that has gotten him through is his guitar. His music. It's the one thing that he can use to express all of the emotions he keeps behind his mask. No one really knows that he plays. Especially his parents. His dream job is actually to be a musician. To write and play music with his guitar. But he can see that his parents would never let that happen. So he plays in secret His parents recently demanded that they give him even more money, causing him to have to move into an apartment with a random girl that he splits rent with He thought that this girl would add just one more thing to write in his sad songs But she wasn't like that at all His perspective: She was quiet, and we hardly talked, even though we had a sort of silent understanding. She would cook sometimes, leaving me warm meals on the counter. I would fix flickering lights Then, one day, when I thought she was working, I played my guitar, letting out my emotions through someone elses song that I had learned, when I felt two small arms wrap around my neck and I heard a voice that could've came from an angel. I hadn't known she sang. She hadn't known I played guitar. Our relationship changed. Every day, I'd play my guitar, and I'd feel her arms around my neck once more, and I'd hear her angelic voice sing along with my guitar again. I'd put my guitar down, and she'd walk out of the room again. We talked more than before as well And I fell in love.