𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 & 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 !DISCONTINUED!

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

TW: abuse/self harm

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Sal closed the door to his apartmentthrew his backpack onto the couch, "Hey dad, I'm home!"

"Hey kiddo, how was school?" Henry walked out of his room with a guitar in his hands. "It was good. What's with the guitar? I didn't know you had one."

"I used to play back in high school with a few people actually. I don't play anymore though, do you want it?" Henry held out the guitar to Sal. "Wait really? Hell yeah! Thanks dad!" Sal took the guitar.

"No problem kid, I'm gonna go to the store. You need anything?" Henry grabbed his car keys from the coffee table and walked towards the door. "No I'm okay."

"Okay, see you in a bit." After Henry left, Sal went down to the basement.

"Larry!" Sal burst into Larry's room. "Dude look what my dad just gave me!" Sal handed Larry the guitar. "Holy shit, that's cool! Did your dad used to play the guitar or something?"

"Yeah, apparently he played it back in high school." Larry handed Sal the guitar back. "That's fuckin' cool. I've always wanted to play drums to be honest." Larry sat down at his painting easel, picked up two paintbrushes and started drumming on the stand with them.

"What if you could? Remember, Ashley said her dad had a bunch of old band equipment in their garage. What if we started a little band or something?" Sal said.

"That would be pretty cool, but a shit ton of work. Do you even know how to play that thing?"

"I could learn." Sal strummed the guitar letting out a terrible sound. Larry raised an eyebrow at them. "Yeah I'm gonna need practice." Sal left Larry's room and headed back upstairs to his apartment.

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The next day at school, Sal asked Ash about the instruments in their dads garage. "Oh yeah I could ask him. I think being in a band would be cool! I'll call him right now."

Ashley texted her dad and got a response almost right away. "He said yes! You guys wanna come over after school and we can get everything situated?"

"Sure sounds good! I'll go ask Todd." Larry left and walked down the hall, and through the crowd to find Todd.

"I'll see you after class, bye Ash!" Sal said. "See ya later, Sally!" Sal and Ash walked their separate ways to their last classes of the day.

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"Mr. Fisher wake up!" Sal shot his head up, "What?"

"Sal, you fell asleep again." Mrs Packerton said. "Oh sorry, I finished my test."

"Yes I know, you did pretty good. Just try to stay awake okay? And Mr. Phelps, eyes on your own paper."

Travis huffed and turned around to face the front of the room.

After class, Sal walked over to his locker to put his things back when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey freak!" Sal groaned and turned around to face Travis. "What do you want dude?"

"Nobody likes a goody two shoes, Sally Face!" Sal sighed, "No body likes a cliche bully, Traaavis." Sal crossed his arms and leaned up against the lockers.

After a second, Sal spoke again. "Ya know, if you took that stick outta your ass you may actually enjoy yourself for once! Maybe even make a friend or two." Sal closed up his locker and threw his back pack on.

"Fuck off, fag!" Travis stepped closer to Sal. "Damn, you kiss your daddy with that mouth?" Sal laughed.

Travis went to punch Sal but he managed to block it. "Nice try kid. Better luck next time." Sal winked at him and walked away.