He Changed Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Eight

I CHANGED TRAVIS' CHARACTER, HE'LL BE PLAYED BY THAT GUY -----> (I WAS NEVER HAPPY WITH WHO PLAYED TRAVIS. HE JUST DIDN'T FIT HIM BUT NOW I FOUND SOMEONE) 

Seth’s Point of View

            Travis was angry. He was so angry he couldn’t stand still. I was getting dizzy watching him pace back and forth as I sat on his couch. I can’t believe he saved me. I’m still in shock from what happened. The second I walked through the door to my house the man was furious with me and I didn’t say or do anything to him. Then he started talking about my mom and my baby sister and I snapped and said, “Fuck you”. He was on me faster than I had a chance to process what I said.

            There are bruises on my stomach and back, that I’m sure of, from the way he was kicking and punching me. I didn’t want Travis to see it so I haven’t taken a look even though they’re hurting like hell.

            Travis was mumbling to himself. I have no idea what he’s saying and he’s been doing that on and off for the past half an hour. I think he’s just trying to process everything that happened at my house. I can’t believe he hit my dad in the head with the floor lamp. There was no question when Travis told me he was getting me out of there. My heart healed a little from the mere realization that he cares for me, if even just a little bit.

            “Are you hurt?” He asked. I didn’t realize that he had stopped pacing and was now kneeling in front of me. I bit my lip, thinking what to say to him. I don’t want him to know about them but I don’t want to lie to him again either. It hurt me to but those other times I couldn’t tell him the truth because he didn’t know what was going with me. I can no longer lie to him, not now, not ever, especially because of what he did for me. Slowly, I stood and lifted my shirt. “Shit,” he hissed. “What kind of man does this to his own son? Seth, I’m so sorry, I had no idea. This…” His voice broke a little.

            “It’s not your fault”

            “Remember when we went for coffee and you told me you weren’t sure if your mom loved you?” I nodded. There’s nothing about that day I can’t remember. Every single detail, every smile shared, every joke made, and every word said is embedded in my brain. “I know you said you weren’t ready in the café today but where is your mom? And you said you had an older brother and a younger sister, where are they?”

            “My brother is in the Army.”

            He looked at me questioningly before sighing. “I understand. Will you be okay by yourself? I’m just going out to get a few things and I’ll be back”

            “I’ll be fine, thank you”

            “Alright, you won’t tell me anything else. Just make yourself at home and take a hot bath to sooth your body.” I nodded.

            “Thank you, Travis. For saving my life…just for everything in general”

            “You’re welcome. I’ll be back in a few.” I nodded, watched him grab his car keys and left. As soon as the door close I broke down and started crying. All I could think is what if Travis hadn’t shown up? What would have happened to me? I did noting to my father. I was a good kid. My grades in high school were always good, I got into a great college because of that, I never misbehaved, I stayed to myself so that I wouldn’t bother anyone and I was obedient to their every request or whatever they demanded of me.

            “Don’t cry, Seth,” I whispered to myself. “You’re in good hands now.” Travis won’t hurt me, I know that deep within my heart. Maybe I’m being naïve and wishful but my instinct and feelings tells me otherwise.