Bittersweet Blueberrys | Sal x Travis (Break)

Church Event

Travis POV

Its been about a month since school started again. This Sally Boy isnt going off my mind. Why? Oh of course. Because he's a weird Freak. 'ItS a PrOsTeThIc' fucking hell, what the hell is that, a Face Prostethic? It doesnt even look like a real Face. Its just a damn mask, he's probably just ugly and tries to hide it behind a mask, and he just tells everyone that it's a prostethic. 

Fucking weirdo...

And that fucking long haired Larry boy is always on his side, very protective if you ask me. Probably are those faggots dating, stupid sinners. They dont even deserve to live on earth. They are living against Gods words. 

They deserve a life like hell.

I once thought about my Sexuality, and Dad was angry. I deserved it. I deserved that day to be life a day like hell. Even if it hurts, it isnt right. Even thinking is wrong. 

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Sally Face was with his friends again, I got no Chance right now. Maybe later, after Lunch...

I had English, and That Emo Friend from Sal looked at me. I felt her watching Eyes on the back of my skull. She always watched over Sally Face and his safe being. 

I couldnt really Focus on the lesson. I know we have a assignment next week, but whatever.

Father expects me to be home as soon as possible, we have a Church event, according to him he expects about half the population of Nockfell to be there. I know some of my Classmates are coming because of their parents.

I have to prepare a speach. As his son 'they expect that from me' I hate speaches. I listen more then I speak. At the last speach I stuttered most of the time, he got angry. Ofcourse he did...

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I went at home as fast as I could. Father sat in the Living room with the Newspaper and some coffee in his Hands. He didnt really look angry, probably because he was focusing on the News paper. 

I went up to my room, and learned the speach for about an hour. I had to be able to speak it while sleeping if I had to.

Father came up to my room 'get changed and come to the church. We have to prepare everything for the arrival of our guests.' he said and turned around. He was already in his proper clothing, so he probably was on his way to church. 

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Everything was prepared. Father wanted to have everything. I dont even get why its so Important. 

And then the first Guests came. I just smiled and nooded, I know most of them. And some of them are literal assholes, so I'm just pretending. 

The Principal, old hag Packerton, some classmates... and Johnson again. I know he came here because of his Mother, Mrs Johnson... 

right behind him... what? Sally Face? Probably also because of his parents. Why do I even care? Some more came In and all sat down, and Father came out to make a speach he intruduced me like always as his son, He sees it at very important.

I see the freaks staring. It gives me a goosebump. why though? They are just freaks after all, just some dumb Homos.

Of course I messed my speach up. Fathers watched me and it gave me a cold shiver. The longer I spoke the angrier he got. I stuttered and messed up some words, the people didn't really care I guess.

There was some other stuff happening but I didn't really care. I knew that messed up speach would mean he's going to beat me up later again. If he wasn't going to anyways...

I watched the freaks stare at me, well not really stare, but they looked over to me pretty often, especially Sally Face. What was their intention? 

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When all the guest left Father came up to me and slapped me right across my Cheek. It hurted but I expected more, which was probably waiting at home. He's an Asshole, so I wouldn't be surprised.

He somewhat pulled me home, and like expected, the first thing he did was grabbing a belt and slam me with it. 

(I don't really know much about violent Szenes and how to write them, so I'm just gonna skip that :| )

He left me bleeding on the ground. I couldn't move without it getting more painful. But I had to go to my room, or he would be angry at the morning.

It took a very long time to my room, but I made it. I looked out of the Window, watching some teens walking along the street, so I close my curtains. Once I tried escaping but It didn't work out obviously, and teens in my Age are literal assholes to me anyways. 

I'm just trying not to get blackmailed, It's the last thing I want to happen.

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I changed my Clothes and whiped the blood of my Body so It wouldn't go on the sheets. I went to bed, not making any noise so Father wouldn't get angry. 

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