Trippers
Legacy Name: Trippers

Most people complain about the life they're given, but that's probably the only thing I don't complain about. I was born in Massachusetts, Boston to be exact. Heh Yeah, go Red Sox, I guess. I didn't have anyone to play with when I was little, but I did have my parents. My momma's always been there for me, somehow always knowing what I'm doing without me having to say a word and my pop, well, he was there too. He really was, I mean, always teaching me things. We weren't the richest family, but we weren't begging for scraps either. My parents always made sure I had what I needed and that was just fine.

It was just a few months after I'd turned four that we moved. Dad had gotten a new, better paying, job and we were moving closer. Brooklyn wasn't all that much different from Boston, still a large city so we adapted pretty well. It didn't really bother me that we'd moved since I didn't have friends anyway so it really wasn't a big deal. I didn't exactly make friends in New York either, at first, but that was alright. I just had learned to play games by myself. My parents eventually told me, at the age of nine, that I was going to have a little sister and I remember I was actually really excited about it. Here I was having no one to play with and soon I would have a little sister, how cool was that? Tiffany was awesome and I promised to do anything and everything for her. That's what big brothers do, after all, take care of their little sisters.

As I got older I started staying out late and doing a lot of things I really shouldn't have been doing, but, y'know I was a teenager and I thought I was invincible. I was out one night and I heard this kind of strange noise it was really loud and ear piercing. I went to investigate and when I did all I found was some pink-furred kid on the ground. First I didn't know if he was dead or not, but then I saw he was breathing. The other thing I noticed was that for some completely strange reason he was naked. I thought that was weird so I went ahead and dressed him since he did have clothes right there and all. I didn't want to leave him since Ma always said it was dangerous on the streets at night, so I stayed with him until morning. He woke up and seemed really confused asking where he was and stuff. He sounded kinda funny, but I wasn't gonna ask him about it right then. He said his name was Trigger and I told him it was a really weird name, but went ahead and told him my own. Trigger said he was hungry and I told him how I usually got food in the city, but I thought it would be better just to take him home. I knew Ma would be wondering where I was anyway. We got to my house and she was freaking out so bad she almost didn't know Trigger was even there until I mentioned him. She said he could stay with us until he found a place of his own which was cool because that meant I got a roomie.

See I think most people would've been mad they had to share a room, but not me. I mean, I had bunk beds anyway so it was kind of strange just me staying there. I switched which one I would sleep in every other night just to make it seem like I wasn't alone. Anyway, Trig stayed with us for a while and it was great. Tiffany didn't mind him either, I think she had some kind of girly crush thing on him or something, which at the time I thought was weird because he was, like, my age and she was only, like, five. Trigger had been staying with us for about a month I guess when it was like he got sick or something. He was burnin' up and then I heard and saw his bones snap and go back together out of nowhere, it was really scary. Eventually it stopped and what was my best friend had become some kind of monster. I didn't know what to do so I went and got my parents. When we got back "Trigger" was up and sniffin' around the room. He'd found some old pizza that was under the bunk bed and was eating it, pretty nasty really. Mom and Dad didn't know what to do and I didn't either so we just sort of locked him in my room for the night and the rest of us stayed in my parents' room.

The next morning I crept to my room to check on him and there he was sleeping again without any clothes. My room was trashed too, but I didn't care about that. I found some spare clothes of mine and got him dressed again. He woke up a while after that and my parents said it wasn't a good idea for him to be staying here anymore. It sure ticked me off, but I guess I understood why. That was the day Trigger and I went in search of a home for him. He told me all about where he was living before and how awful it was and I felt real bad for him. As he was explaining stuff we passed by this building and it looked pretty run down, but Trig convinced me to go with him inside. We looked around for a bit and realized it was completely empty. He and I had the same idea at the same time, he could stay here. We didn't have much for furniture in that place, so we had to pick up what we could find that people tossed out. It didn't take us all that long to turn that building into somewhere livable. I wanted to stay there with Trigger, in a way it was like our own little secret hideout, but I knew I had to return each night or my ma would worry.

I was on my way to Trig's one day when I caught a whiff of something strange. I went to investigate and in this little alleyway there were these guys smoking something. Now, I hadn't even smoked cigarettes, but I knew this was different. I remember the oldest one asked me if I wanted some, but I wasn't too sure and I wasn't going to try something random like that without Trig there too, so I told them I'd be back. I went and explained to Trigger and he came back with me where the guys still were. Trig didn't know what they were smoking either, but I know we both agreed to try it and they told us it was weed. Wasn't too long after that we decided to start our own business selling the stuff. We made our first sale pretty quick and the excited teens we were we decided to go and buy some stuff. It was weird going into stores and not stealing what we needed, there were so many things we could've gotten. I know Trigger needed some clothes since he was still borrowing mine, so we got him some, which still left us some extra money. Trig seemed really fascinated with this one pair of sunglasses, but he said he didn't have the money for them, which was weird since we'd just gotten dough and that was why we came there in the first place. It didn't really matter though I got them for him and then we returned back to the building. That was when I found out why Trigger didn't have any money; he'd spent the rest on me. He showed me this chain-necklace and bracelet he'd saw and figured I'd like, which I of course did. It was kind of funny we'd bought each other something with the money we'd just got. It was getting kind of late by then so I had to rush back home. Ma was mad, but at the same time glad I was alright.

Even though Trigger didn't live with us anymore he was still allowed to visit and stuff and every time he did Tiffany was right there. She really did like my best friend and he was always just as nice to her as could be. I was at Trigger's when the accident happened. Something in my gut was telling me I had to get home and Trig could sense my unease and when he asked about it I just told him I had to go. When I got back to my place it was crazy. Ma was in shock and I couldn't get an answer from her and Dad was extremely frustrated and mad at himself. I broke through a crowd of people and there was Tiffany on the ground. She was banged up really bad and she was so still, like a fragile little bird or something. Some paramedics came to take her to the hospital, but as much as I hated to admit it, I knew she was already gone. I got the full story a bit later about how she was too far in the street and she'd been hit by a car. It really messed my dad up; he sort of went off on his own after that. Not that he and Ma weren't still technically married and I mean he'd still send her money and stuff if she really needed it, but he just went to "find himself" or something. Anyway, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't stay there so I ran off back towards Trig's place I rushed inside in a panic. Trigger saw this and went to ask what was wrong so I told him all of it. He was really quiet while I explained it all and when I was through he hugged me and told me he was sorry and how great of a person Tiffany was. That was when I broke down I couldn't take it. I was super upset and I hadn't let it fully sink in until I was there in his arms. He held me the whole time until I started to calm down. He didn't try to hush me or nothin', he was just there being a sturdy wall I needed right then.

I guess me and Trig were pretty close before then, but I dunno something about the fact that he was there when I needed him most just made everything... better. Wasn't long after that I'd asked him out and he said he kind of figured we already were boyfriends or something. Guess he knew something I didn't, but well, anyway we hooked up. Probably some of the best years of my life were with Trigger. We fooled around, a lot, but it wasn't just for kicks we had something special. I don't want to go into too much detail, but I really did love him and I knew he loved me.

We continued to sell pot and Trigger was always trying to figure out what he could do to make it better. He had a way with the plants that I just didn't. Of course I guess on the flip side I could take things apart and put them back together without instructions, so if something in the building went and broke, I usually fixed it. We had a good little operation, the two of us. That was until Spazz showed up, he was a piece of a work had these real crazy bug eyes, but he wasn't full blooded Chihuahua. He wanted in on selling weed. Trig and I didn't mind so much I mean three was better than two when it came to wheeling and dealing. Or at least we thought.

He was good at what he did, won't lie there. Unfortunately for us, he turned out to be a snitch. I was home at the time when we got a call on the phone. Ma answered it then handed the phone to me. Trig was on the line and he was speaking so fast I could barely understand him. What I did catch was that Spazz had narked on him and the other thing was that Trigger was now in jail. I about dropped the phone, before I did I hung it back up and told Ma I was going out. I don't think she really knew what I was doing, but she didn't ask. I was, well to put it simply, pissed. My boyfriend, my best friend and the only person apart from family that cared about me was locked up. I went out looking for Spazz; I wanted to kill him... Well alright get him as close as possible, I ain't a murderer.

It didn't take me long to find him, he always was in the same stupid place, the park. I marched over to him and I think he was going to tell me hi or something idiotic like that. Now, I'd never actually hit someone before, but I sure didn't need training for it. I hit him hard. He didn't even know how to react and that was good. I just kept wailing on him until he was a complete bloody mess and I was too. I wanted him to feel the pain he'd put Trigger through and me. Last thing I told him was that he was out of the group and that if I ever caught his sorry ass near me or Trig I'd finish the job.

After that I went to me and Trig's place and got cleaned up. I couldn't go see him looking like I did. Soon as I finished I went and visited him. He was just as ticked as I was, and when I told him what I did, he only said "good". I wanted to desperately get him out of there, but there wasn't any way I could afford that at the time and I wasn't going to ask my Ma for help. She had enough to deal with. I told Trig that I'd visit him again tomorrow. I honestly didn't care what the police there thought I hugged him. Same way he hugged me when Tiffany had passed away and kissed him too before I left. Trigger was a wolf, he wasn't meant to be locked up in a cage. I didn't want to return home so I swung back to me and Trig's place. I went to his room on the top floor and crawled into the waterbed -Trigger always did have a thing for the '70s style -and broke down again. The events of the day were finally fully sinking in. I was afraid for him. I didn't know how long he'd be in there or anything. I eventually fell asleep, but it wasn't a very good sleep because he wasn't there.

I don't know how I survived the next few months, they couldn't charge him too much since he was a minor, but they did keep him there since he didn't have any blood-related family. I was in our little hideout when I heard the door to the place open. I went to investigate, worried it was someone breaking in or something, but there stood my other half. I ran to him and hugged him so tightly. I was afraid he'd crumble and disappear if I didn't. He hugged me back and told me it was okay, but I didn't care I just wanted to believe he was here and he wasn't going to be taken away again. He eventually calmed me down enough and some much long overdue love-making happened.

I woke up this time from a knock at the door. I pulled on some pants then went to check. Now, either Spazz was extremely stupid or he had a death wish. I was none-too-happy to see him back here, especially after I promised what I'd do the next time I saw him. Trigger must've heard me because he came down from his room to see what was going on. He wasn't happy to see Spazz either, but told me not to do anything. I didn't really understand why, but I listened. Spazz apparently just wanted his fix, which Trigger sold him for triple the price. Trigger didn't tell him that, but given my calculations that's what it was. We both made sure to let him know if he ever got either of us thrown in jail again, he'd be one sorry puppy.

Trigger eventually was starting to bring people to our building and letting them stay. I asked him what was up with it and he said something about how they were down on their luck and needed a place to stay. I didn't really understand it then, but Trigger did and if helping these people made him happy then it was fine with me. I didn't own the place anyway. It was a particularly stormy night when Trig went to answer a knock at the door. I was checking on the plants as I usually did. Yeah Trigger and I still sold weed, old habits die hard.

Anyway, I heard him head back upstairs after answering the door so when I was done I followed. He had some little girl with him, talking real gently to her. He asked me to go and get her some dry clothes so I went to see what we had. We had a lot of spare clothes since Trigger was always letting people stay; I found some and brought them back upstairs. It was at that time the girl, who I found out was named Zay, had uncurled some set of fangs. Trigger was sort of shocked and freaked her out a bit; I think she thought we were going to do something to her because she got scared. Trig asked me to go and find her some blood; this wasn't our first rodeo with vampires. I set the clothes down for her and went in search of some. I made my way back upstairs when I'd found some bags and she drank the contents fast. He let her get cleaned up after that and I'd gotten pretty used to sharing a bed with Trigger, but when I noticed she'd pretty much made herself comfy in his bed with him, I just went to my own room. It didn't bother me, I mean in a way she did remind me of my little sister and I could tell she felt safe being there.

Eventually she figured out she had to stay in her own room, but it wasn't a super big deal. After about a month of this is when things, well, Trigger accidentally scared her again. She'd gone up to his room to ask for something and I guess instead she'd found him, but not really him. Luckily for her I'd followed her upstairs. I pulled her out of the room quick and told her she didn't need to be around him right now. He'd forgotten his werewolf time again, it wasn't the first time and I knew it wouldn't be the last. I brought Zay back to her room and told her that Trigger would have to explain later, which he did. I'd already known about him being a werewolf for a couple years now and to be honest his werewolf didn't scare me. It was like because we had a strong connection, I knew he wouldn't hurt me.

Zay really did remind me of my little sister, super full of life and energetic. It was nice having her around, even if she wasn't related me and Trigger thought of her as a sister. We'd protect her with our lives if we could, but after a few years she eventually grew up enough to move out on her own. She'd met someone and as much as I wanted to go and check on her all the time, Trigger said she had to live her own life. I guess I knew he was right, but it still bothered me I guess.

It wasn't all that much longer after that I'd met JC. Jace was another vampire, but he was different from Zay. He was older, much, much older. He'd been around for centuries and one day when I was talking to him he'd asked how Trig and I made our money. I told him and he then asked what I thought about, well, selling my body. Apparently that's what he was doing at the time. Although, if you ask me, I think he was playing the mafia card then too. I don't know why I agreed to it, sure thought it was stupid now, but I got into it and I made some good money doing that and I had let Trigger know beforehand and made sure to tell him that this was just some extra cash in our pockets and he believed that, for about a year.

I don't know what changed; I guess he thought maybe I didn't love him as much anymore or something. I quit what I was doing after that, but I didn't actively seek him. I stayed in my room most days. I wanted to fix our crumbling relationship, but I didn't know how. I started spending more and more time to myself and only answering with a word or two when he asked something. We'd been together for almost ten years, but what we had felt like it was gone. So I broke up with him. I know it killed him hearing those words and it really killed me, but honestly, he was too good for me anyway. He was a pure wolf and I wasn't even half.

I guess he and I had a pretty... okay relationship after that. I mean, I wasn't super friendly toward him, but he just let it slide. Zay started visiting again at least, she brought her husband, guess she and that guy she'd been seeing really hooked up. Think she said his name was Aed or something like that, but I don't really know him. What I did know is that was when Trigger stopped spending my birthday with me. It wouldn't have been a super big deal I don't guess, but it is April 20th, which is, y'know the day to celebrate weed and all that.

I honestly felt sorta bad about being so distant from Trig all this time so I saved up money for about a year and sent him on a surprise vacation. I stayed at the building to run the business for him while he was gone. I guess he had a really good time because he came back in a great mood. Found out why about that a bit later, he'd met someone on that island getaway. It really kind of hurt you know, my ex being with someone else. I know I shouldn't have held it against him, but I did. I grew more quiet and more bitter towards him and then it wasn't even a complete half a year later and he was planning on leaving again for that island. Said he was going because it was his boyfriend's birthday soon or something. Well, thanks for remembering mine Trig...

One of his regular customers swung by before he was gone, but he was on the phone. I tried telling him I wasn't supposed to go and get stuff without Trigger knowing, but I finally just said screw it and went and got it anyway. I don't know what made this new guy want to hang out with me, said his name was Maji or something like that. He was cross-dressing at the time, but believe me nothing like that phases me. Anyway I wasn't on equal terms with Trig anymore since I wasn't an alpha anymore now that I wasn't with him, but I ended up doing some stuff with the little Martian dude anyway. I know, I'm a real piece of work.

Trigger eventually left for his boyfriend's birthday and I was left to run the building again. They were gone for a while and then he brought his boyfriend, Ply, back with him. Opening my old wounds again to let me bleed. It was sort-of awkward having him there and hearing them be so... lovey with each other. I didn't have any problem with the guy, I mean he was really nice and all that. It was just, you know, I used to make Trigger happy like that. I know he didn't really like how I talked about Trig and to be honest I probably wouldn't like the things I said about him either, but I don't know when to shut my mouth. I guess any smart person would've been scared because Trig's boyfriend is a shark, but I just wasn't. The guy seemed too nice to and all that. They weren't in New York really long though because Ply eventually got super sick or something, and yeah I was kind of concerned because as much as it pains me that someone else is making Trigger happy, seeing him unhappy is way worse. They left soon after that back for that island of theirs and Trig went and stayed with him again for a while.

When he got back he went to seek out that little alien dude I was talking about. Apparently Trigger wanted to patch things up with him because even I know Trigger just says what's on his mind and doesn't really think of how people are going to feel. I guess they eventually worked everything out, but again Trigger didn't remember about his werewolf and called me saying how he needed clothes again or something. Seems like I'm always having to dress him right? Anyway, I made my way there and last thing I honestly truly remember we all got high together. According to Maji, Trigger and I had some... tender moments. Sort of wish I could remember them. Maji played some kinda shrink or something and me and Trig are on better terms than we were, but I know Trig and I aren't going to ever truly be a thing anymore. I screwed that up too badly, but I like to dream about what could have been. I don't know where my future is headed, but I hope someday I'll find something just as sweet as I once had.

Epilogue
Guess you could call me crazy for sneaking on the plane ride to that island Trig goes to, but he ain't the only one that needs a vacation now and then. Of course, I ain't sayin' Trig exactly wanted me to be there. Trig and that shark of his showed me around a little, but then they kinda just ditched me with some friend of Ply's. Guess I was some sort of unwanted third wheel. Anyway, this guy's being all super friendly and stuff which I just wasn't in the mood for, but I guess it got to me eventually cuz, well, I dunno. I mean, I know he was just tryna be nice, but I don't really get that all that much cuz of my attitude or something. So it was, well, y'know nice and stuff. I'm kinda rambling. Look, all ya need to know is I got my own shark now and I ain't gonna screw this relationship up like I did the last one. Nailz ain't your average ordinary dude, he's y'know, special to me and stuff, so I think we can hold this relationship together. Looks like I found that something just as sweet.

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