Save me, please. -A Salvis Fanfiction

Realization

-TW mention of selfharm-

Travis' Pov

That wasn't really the case.
I wake up still in pain. Not sure how to move without making it worse. I'm still tired. Still exhausted. I barely got any sleep. Everything hurt too much.
I don't know how long I'm gonna survive this.

I tried methods, to make the pain go away.
Others would cut themselves, for me, it didn't do anything. My body gets hurt enough. Maybe I'm just numb to the pain.
Then there's writing my feelings down. Way too risky. If my dad found any of these notes, he would kill me. The only way was burning them. But when? Where? If I came too late home from school, he would get suspicious. If I randomly went outside, he'd get suspicious. And hell no, I couldn't burn them in my room.
I also can't listen to music. My dad doesn't allow it. If he found out I'd be a dead man.

There's no outlet for my emotions. Well, I had one. But I didn't want to use him as one anymore. And I'll stand by that.

Just because my life is hell, doesn't mean I need to make his life hell.

My whole body feels numb. But that didn't change the fact that I need to go to school.

Slowly, I get up and get ready. I leave the house early, alone with my thoughts.

As I arrive at school, there's nothing unusual.

I see the group of freaks standing  a few meters away from me, talking. With a sigh, I turn away from them and make my way into the school building.

Sal's Pov

Larry, Ash, Todd and me are standing in front of the school building. We just got done with telling Todd about how the Gear Boy works (Ash doesn't really believe in our ghost stories) as I see Travis coming.

He looks in our direction and I get ready for another insult, maybe even a hit in the stomach but he just turns away and leaves. I'm confused. Usually, whenever he sees us he starts being his own mean self. But this time he just walks away. Maybe he didn't recognize us? Who am I kidding, how could he not recognize us?

He's acting weird and I don't know why.

Not that I'd care but it's not a secret, that he's under a lot of pressure. I mean, he's the preacher's son and everyone has high expectations of him.

Frequently, I also realized that he comes to school with more and more bruises. Of course, sometimes you fall but not that often, that you're covered in bruises all the fucking time.

„Sal, were you listening?" Todd asks, waving a hand in front of my eyes.
I look up just to realize that the whole group is looking at me.

"No, I'm sorry. I must've zoned out." I admit "What were y'all talking about?"

"We wanna hang out later at Larry's. Maybe Chug can come, too. I'd just come with you after school. You wanna come along, too?" Ash explains, and I see her grabbing Larry's hand.

"Yeah, sure." I answer, with a big fat grin under my mask, knowing exactly how red Larry just became.

The school day continues without any insults or hits from Travis. It almost looks like he's avoiding me. Was he embarrassed cuz of yesterday? Then he can stay like that, I don't mind not getting bullied from him all the time.