Travis:
I hear Sals' footsteps come closer to the stall. "Travis, were you just crying?" I nervously reply "It's none of your business Sal! I realize what I said and quickly apologize "Sorry I just want to be alone." "Are you ok? I'm here if you need to talk." I start to tear up more as my throat aches. "I um.. I'm sorry!" I start to break down "I don't want to be like this! I don't hate you!" I yell. "I just want to be normal! All of these feelings swallow me whole! I'm not supposed to feel like this for someone, it's wrong! It's... wrong."
Sal:
I ask to see if he's ok. Though I know he's not, I want to try anyway. I can tell he's trying not to snap. His voice raises louder as he finally breaks. He continues to yell but with each word he gets quieter. Eventually, he stops completely and the room falls silent. He slowly begins to speak again. "I want to be.. your friend. I don't hate you. I never have. I know that you probably hate me but I want to try to fix what I've done. "Travis, I don't hate you. I knew that you had more to you than you let show."
Travis:
I eventually stopped ranting. The room goes silent. I feel myself begin to speak. I tell him desperately that I want to fix what I've done. I have nothing to lose now so I might as well try. Though I stopped again. I brace myself for the worst. "Travis, I don't hate you." "You.. don't?" I say surprised "Of course I don't. In fact, if you ever need anything here's my number." Sal slips me a little piece of paper. "Thanks, fisher."
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Why do you love me?
FanfictionWhat kind of bully is in love with the one they torment? If they are why do they bully the person they like? For Travis Phelps it's because he can't acespt his feelings. Maybe one day his true self will shine though.
