🎭Sal Fisher x Travis' Sister! Reader💙-💖

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This is just a normal oneshot, no twist or nothing this time, other than what it'd probably be like as the younger sister to Travis...

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️
*abuse
*bullying

Pronouns: She/Her/Hers

Y/N's Pov—
"Please father! I really wanna go to school with Travis!" I begged my father for probably the millionth time. I'm a very sheltered kid, you could say that at least. I still get the same treatment as my older brother, if not worse as I'm home with our father all day most days.

"Shut the fuck up, Y/N!" He quickly swung and slapped me harshly. I immediately broke down in tears, still not able to withstand his hits.

Even after all of these years, I'm still so weak when it comes to my father... "I-I'm sorry..." he huffs and leans down to me. "How about this, you brat. If you wear a mask to cover up the marks and scars, I'll let you go?" My mood did a full 180 immediately. "R-really?! You'll really let me go?" He scoffed and stood up.

"I guess so, as long as you wear your mask and stay by your brothers side..." as if on cue, said brother stepped into the front door. I quickly turned on my heel, jumping over to him. "What the heck has got you so excited?" He smiled down at me, as it was rare for me to be happy anymore.

Despite my brothers usual attitude, Travis and I had a pretty deep bond. We have stuck with eachother through thick and thin.

"Father is letting me come to school with you!"

I cheered happily, dancing around. "I— are you serious?" Just then, our father walked into the room with us. "Yes, of course she is Travis." Travis looked beyond shocked, and kind of... worried? "I expect you to take responsibility for your sister while you're both at school, young man."

"Y-yes sir"

I stood up straight beside Travis, knowing right now that we were to be 100% obedient of our father. "Now off to bed you brats!"

*the next day in front of the school*

I gulped heavily, shifting my mask slightly in a better position.

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(Art is mine, sorry it sucks. I was too lazy to make more detail.)

"S-so this is what your school looks like?" Travis glanced at me in worry. "Yeah... you'll be ok, don't worry." He smiled softly before we made our way to the front office. We picked up my schedule, and my key for my locker. I began to walk with more of a pep in my step, calmer than I originally was.

"Yknow Travis, maybe this isn't so scary!" He chuckled at my giddiness and kept walking me to my locker. But before I got close to it, Travis put me behind the corner. "What the heck Travis?!"

"Stay here, I have to deal with something before we get to your locker."

Travis' Pov—
I walked up to the three teens, who were idling by their lockers. "Sup, losers!" Larry and Sal turned to me with a groan. "What the fuck do you want this time, Travis?" I scoffed and pointed at them. "I need you fags, to move away from here."

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