《LUCID DREAMS︱FEZCO》-𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘌𝘕
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you're the only girl I dream about, babe.
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. Most of the week had been a haze because Rue was in a manic state of mind due to Jules.
"So, Fez. You know how in every '90s thriller, right, Morgan Freeman plays, like, the same semi-psychic black cop." Rue said as she looked at me and then Fez.
"Yeah." He said quietly.
"I know that's kind of racist, but the point is, in every movie, he's always calmly putting the fucking pieces of the case together, while everyone else around him is fucking freaking out, saying 'you don't know what the fuck you're talking about, Morgan. You're a fucking bad husband, you should retire.'" She paused and looked at me. "But no. Morgan is fucking hyper-focused because he can see beyond the little details."
"Rue are you sure you're not just talkin' out of your ass?" I asked as I lit a cigarette.
"Just fucking listen to me, all this shit is connected. And it is way bigger than any of us can fucking see. The point is, that's me. Right now, that's fucking me. I can see everything so fucking clearly."
"Now you're talking a bunch of shit, Rue." I said as I exhaled the smoke. "Maybe you're just over reacting."
"Shut the fuck up, listen, I know what happened, I know why it happened, and I know what the fuck I'm gonna do about it."
"Word." Fez said lightly.
"Word." Rue said making me scoff. "Wait, she can't hear us, right?" Rue asked looking at his grandmother.
"She can't see you, either."
"Okay good, 'cause this is, like, some real top-secret shit." Rue said as I laughed.
"Trust me, Rue. She ain't gonna gossip."
"Okay, uh, also, do you still have that gun." Rue asked looking at Fez.
"Wait what the fuck do you need at gun for?" I asked in a panic.
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"What gun?" Fez asked.
"The one from the couch."
"You have a gun in you're fucking couch?!" I yelled.
"I mean, I got a couple guns." Fez said looking at me.
"Eva you were there when we saw the gun, the night Mouse came."
"Yea I don't remember shit from that night, but, uh, why the fuck do you have so many guns?" I asked looking at Fez.
"So I can protect my grandma, and you." He said looking at me.
"That's cool." Rue said.
"What you worried about my guns for?" He asked Rue.
"Okay, well, I was thinking...that maybe you could use one to scare Nate Jacobs." Rue said as I looked at her with wide eyes.
"Are you serious?"
"I mean, I'm not not serious." Rue said looking at him.
"Yeah, hell to the fucking no! I don't want him anywhere near Nate, no way in hell! Come up with another fucking plan." I yelled looking at the two.
"Why are you so fucking scared of Nate Jacobs?" Rue asked.
"Because, unlike you two, I've seen how he acts. He's a fucking killer." I said looking at them.
"No, you've seen what he's like in bed." Rue pointed out.
"Shut the fuck up, Rue!" I said looking at her.
"Aye, I never did hear that story." Fez said looking at Rue and I.
"Oh well, if your gorgeous girlfriend, Eva, won't tell you I will." Rue said looking at Fez. "So, from what she told me, when the were......fucking, he apparently almost killed her." Rue explained.
"How?"
"He choked her."
"I don't want to fucking talk about this!" I yelled looking at the two.
"Wait, okay, so like, I do that to her too, but when I do it she likes it." Fez said making my eyes go wide.
"Okay, well, I didn't need to know that. The difference between you and Nate is that, he was actually trying to hurt her." Rue explained.
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"Oh. That makes sense." Fez said as he looked at me. "So what do you want me to do to Nate?"
"Well, okay, you don't need to point the gun at him, you just need to show him you have it." She said looking at the two of us.
"You really have lost your fuckin' mind, Rue."
"No shit." I said laughing.
"Listen I was just spit balling ideas, okay? I mean he fucked wit me, he fucked wit Jules, and he fucked wit your fucking girl, Fez. Don't you want revenge? I know I do." Rue said looking at him.
"Yeah, but that shits different, Rue. We weren't together when they fucked." He said looking up at me. "Fuck, Mouse is here." He said looking at his phone.
"You mean the guy wit the-." Rue said pointing to her forehead, referring to his tattoos.
"All right, so, stay here and be quiet."
"Fez, I can't-I can't stay in here, like I'm really..." Rue said.
"Yes, the fuck you can, Shh!" Fez said as we walked close to the door.
"I'm not good with awkward silences."
"Bitch you got me to talk to!" I whisper yelled looking at her.
"No, babygirl she can't talk to you. I'm being really serious." He said looking at me.
"You know I'm gonna end up talking to her." I said looking at him.
"Then you're coming the fuck wit me." He said as he grabbed my wrist and opened the door. "Rue, stay here and shut the fuck up." He said as he closed the door and covered my mouth with his hand as we walked into his room.
"Eva, baby, stay in here and please don't fucking talk." He said as he kissed me. "I love you."
"I love you too." I said as he walked out. While he was outside talking to Mouse I got a text from Rue.
As she texted that last sentence I heard the door across the hall open. As Rue left I heard Fezco and Mouse talking about drugs. While I sat in Fezco's room the door burst open.
"Eva! How you doin' lil girl?" Mouse said as I stood up from the bed nervously. He took my hand and kissed it. "So how you been?"
"Uh, I've been-been good." I said nervously as he laughed.
"Cmon man, you don't gotta do this." Fez said looking a Mouse.
"Do what?" I asked in a panic.
"I jus' wanted to come say 'hi' to you, doll face." He said as he skimmed my face with his hand.
"Don't fucking touch her." Fez yelled.
"What did you jus' fucking say to me?" Mouse asked as he walked towards Fez.
"Babe, it's fine, he didn't do anything.......wrong." I said trying to get Mouse to back off Fez. "If you're done here, could you please leave so I can fuck my boyfriend." I stated as Mouse turned to me.
"Wouldn't wanna stop you." He said holding his hands in the air and leaving. When he left I sat on the bed and sighed.
"Fez, what was he gonna do?" I asked looking at him with tears in my eyes. He had this look on his face telling me that I already knew.
"I would never let him hurt you, babygirl." Fez said as he pulled my face towards his and kissed me. "Do you still what to-?"
"Can we just......lay here?" I asked as I wiped the tear from my cheek.
"Of course babygirl." He said as we laid down and he held me in his arms. "I love you so much, Eva." Fez said.
"I love you too." I whispered.
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