Bittersweet Blueberrys | Sal x Travis (Break)

- Chapter 20 -

PoV. Travis

I walk to school, kicking some rocks. It's been a few days now since I really met Sal. I canceled my Job at the Addison Apartments, it's better that way. 
I'm going to miss Lisa tho, she was so kind, and... nonono I don't miss him, that's homo!

Well, as I get closer to the old building one of the first cars drives over. In it, Emily, followed by Amy. Those two are way to close, I am sure they are dating, fags. To be honest, they have some new dresses, both of them. I'm surprised they wear dresses, it's getting colder now. (By the way, yes Travis still thinks Ashleys name would be Amy)

I walk inside the building after the two girls and take a corner, to get to my locker, Amy's eyes following me. I hate her, like I hate all the other freaks. 

As I take out some books the worst of them all appeared behind me. Sally fucking Face. 'What do you want, faggot?!!' I yell, so he back up. 'I was going to ask, why you ignore us, well most likely me.' he comes closer, way closer then I want him to be. 'Travis, your turning into a tomato again.' Sally face giggles, it's cute... wait no. It's disgusting. His voice is probably the deepest in the friend group, the giggle sounds just weird. 

'Fuck off, Saaaally face!' He rolls his eyes, well eye, and looks at me. 'actually what happened there?' he points at a new black eye 'none of your bussiness.' I push him lightly. Why is he caring for me again?

I walk past him, but he grabs my arm and pulls me back, to be honest he's stronger then I thought. 'Tell me, Travis.' He now looks way more serious. 'You always have new bruises, and now it's an even more obvious one. What happens every fucking day to you?!' He almost yells, but only loud enough for me to hear. He sounds... mad.

'I ain't gonna tell you shit.' Sally comes towards me. I blush, he walks closer, while I go back. 'And I ain't going to leave you alone. Not until you tell me.' why am I going so soft on him? I should just beat the crap out of him but something holds me back.

Whenever I move, Sally Face moves with me. He doesn't let me be. Well, I already have my stuff, so I.. wait for the bell. I know Sal has PE, while I have History. 

Speaking of it, the bell rings. Sally Face looks up to the bell, and sighs 'We will talk about this later' he looks angry, I don't know why but he looks so worried. He walks off, leaving me there. 

Lucky for me, the classroom is right next to the lockers. I walk in and sit down, some students are already here. After a few minutes a teacher comes in, but not our History teacher. 'I'm sorry students. Many Teachers and students have been called sick, and we will have to split you in different classes, the ones with only a few students in right now. They will come and get you, when they get a call. I have to go to my class now.' he rushed out. Well fuck. 

It happens very rarely about once a year, maybe twice. A teacher comes in 'uhm so I'm suppose to take these 4 students to art... James, Philip, Michael and Josephine?' Oh, right, Philip is also in this class. They all go after the teacher. After 5 Minutes two teachers come in almost on the same time. 'So in PE we are missing some students. I got to take with me... Ryan, Travis and Gina....' PE? You got to be kidding. 'And I'm here to take the last ones, we have only 2 Students left it's incredible!' the woman giggled and the rest follow her. Welp, now I have PE.. wait. Sally has PE, and he's most definitely not sick. 

'Do you all have your clothes with you?' the teacher asks. Noone really likes PE, especially with him.  We all nod and grab our PE clothings. 
I wonder, does Sally Face wear his mask in PE too? Probably.

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We all go to the hall and Sally sees me. We make eyecontact for a second, my face heats up, he turns his head sideways, it's obvious he didn't expect me, I mean normally we don't have PE together. 

Turns out, Sally Face isn't very good in PE. Could have guessed it, he's short and I found out that he plays Video games in his free time. 

We run a few laps and Sally is really behind most of us. I mean, he's not the worst! 

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After about 40 Minutes we have a short break. I sit on the bench and drink some water, and sally face comes up to me. Well shit.

'So. Now that we have a break let's talk about earlier, shall we?' He sits down next to me, not expecting a response. 'Are you going to tell me now what happens to you?' He stares at me. I turn away. 

He comes closer. 'Travis. Whatever happens, whoever hurts you, this must come to an End. It might kill you someday!' He whispers-yells at me. I don't like how close he is, and I don't like how he slowly finds out. 

'Leave me alone.' I put my bottle back and go somewhere else. I hear him sigh, and footsteps coming closer, I turn just to see him face to face infront of me. Only a few inches away from mine. 'Either you tell me, or I find it out myself. I don't care if you hate me Travis. This is about you, not me.' He's way to close. I blush and sweat a little, that's to much for me. I push him slightly away and go away, hoping he won't follow me. 

Lucky for me, he just watches me for the rest of the lesson but leaves me be. 

Something inside me warns me tho. He's going to find out, sooner or later. 

~ time skip ~ (at home again)

I sit in my room, my finish homework on my bed. I don't think it's correct, but I couldn't care less about it. 

The front door opens, Father is home. The food for him is ready, this time it's something he likes more. But I hear him come upstairs, shit. Have I forgot to do something? Is he having a bad day? Did someone call him?

I couldn't even go through all the reasons before my door opens, surprisingly more soft then usual. 'come to the table downstairs. We need to talk.' He doesn't sound mad. But I should hurry before he does.

I sit down infront of him on the table. He didn't even touch his food, jeez. 

'Travis. I've seen how you act different for a while. Calmer. being disrespectful infront of me.' He doesn't look away from my eyes, and I keep eyecontact. I don't need another bruise. 

'I think it's time that you come to my work.' He smiles. But not Happily, I can't tell what he's smiling about though. 

'With all respect sir, but is the church really that much of work that I could help with?' I try to sound as respectful as possible, Fathers mood doesnt change, strange. 

'There's alot that you don't know about me, son.' He makes a short break, and looks at an old painting with Jesus in the kitchen. 'You will take an more important role then you might think.' I look a bit confused, If I work with him, he might be not as angry as always.

'Pack some clothes with you, and your most important stuff. Don't forget your bible. Come then back here. 3 Minutes.' He stares in my eyes, slightly mad again. 3 minutes isn't a lot of time, I got to rush.

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I come back down, I took only 2 and a half minutes. Father stands in front of me, his keys with him. The sun goes already down when we get into the car.

Normally we walk to church, because it's really close. I wonder why, until we stop at the old building, which is lighted however. Father slams the door close and I grab my bag before he shortly after grabs me by my wrist and drags me to the church. 

Now there's no going back, and I don't have a good feeling about it.