Worth sinning for(Salvis)

Good To Know

(Sal pov)

After Travis slams the door it's quiet. Too quiet. Deafeningly silent. My dad walks out of his room.

"Sal what happened" he looks concerned

"Nothing Travis is just being a bitch" he frowns.

"Don't be too hard on him. You went through something rough just like he is right now and I know I was hard on you but it's one of my biggest regrets." he's right, I look down at my feet then walk into my room without a word.

(Travis pov)
I don't want to go home but where else am I going to go?

It's a long walk but when I reach the house And I try to open the door it's locked. Fuck. I search under the mat and above the door for a key but no luck. I left my key at home that Friday. Truthfully I wasn't planning on coming back home. Ever. I was planning on disappearing into the woods never to be seen again but Sal. He saved me.

I sit with my back to the door and put my face into my knees and cry. What am I doing? Am I just going to stay in this cycle forever? Will I be beating the fag out of my son next?

It must have been hours when a car pulled into the driveway. I hear light footsteps rush to the door and stop at my side. When I look up I see my mother. Her hand on my shoulder she wipes my tears.

"Travis honey where were you?" I'm not going to answer. Heavy footsteps approach and I see my father.

"Get in the house Travis we have to talk" he never calls me by my name. I stand up, wiping dirt off my pants and wiping my face with my sleeve. My dad opens the door and we walk in. I sit at the table putting my head on it.

"Travis let me see your arm" my father says Cooley sitting across from me. I don't move.

"Your mother found your razor pulled apart in your room after you left" he acts like he cares about me. Then he slams his fists on the table making my mother jump.

"TRAVIS GOD DAMMIT PULL UP YOUR SLEEVES" I pull up my right then my left without looking at him. His eyes widen when he sees my now falling off bandages.

"WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU TO MAKE YOU DO THIS?" I might laugh. I could write a whole book on all the things he's done to me. He put out a cigarette on my back when I was 9. He broke my ribs from punching me so hard when I was 11. Carved faggot underneath my ribs when he found me and my best friend sleeping in the same bed when I was 13. four months ago he carved a giant cross into my back.

"ANSWER ME BOY" he demands. I can't take this anymore. I stand up fueled with rage.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW? YOU BEAT ME TO A PULP WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE IT. YOUR CARVE SLURS INTO MY SKIN YOU HATE ME BECAUSE OF WHO I AM!" I scream, shaking, backing away from him. I've never talked back to him

"I DON'T HATE YOU OF BECAUSE OF WHO YOU ARE YOUR A PHELP BUT YOU NEED TO LEARN TO ACT LIKE ONE!" He screams

"HOW AM I NOT A PHELP BECAUSE IM GAY?" I said it. He looks shocked and my mother is shaking in the corner.

"YOU'RE NOT GAY BOY!" I pull up my shirt revealing where he wrote "faggot" into my skin I say stepping closer to him.

"OH REALY CAUSE YOU MADE IT PRETTY FUCKING DAMB CLEAR I AM" I'm now inches from his face. I see something new in his eyes. Not anger or his usual cold look. It's fear. Fear I will hurt him fear I will hurt his reputation.

"No son of mine is a pansy" he backs up shaking his head.

"Oh yeah cause when I ran away I ran away to guys house I sucked his dick real good" I lie, he slaps me. Just what I wanted. A fight.

I punch him in the stomach and he doubled over. He's bigger than me but I surprise him by hitting back. I kick him and he falls to the floor. He punches up at me but I ignore the sting. I get on top of him and start going to town in his face. I don't know how many times but enough for my mother to pull me off. She's crying.

"Travis Travis stop." She begs. My nose is bleeding but my father is much worse. If not for my mother I would've killed him. I wish I did kill him.

"go to your room NOW" she says after running to my fathers side. So she really does like him more than me. Good to know.

(817 words!! I'm so exited to continue this fic I am also editing chapters as I go since I'm the only who sees them before their published so sometime I miss spelling but feel free to comment on it if you see grammar mistakes so I can fix them! thank you for reading!)