fall for you (Sally Face x Reader) BOOK ONE, COMPLETE (book two continues here)

book two, chapter nineteen: therapy

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V

"Travis! Hey stop! Please" I felt my legs wobble as I sprinted down the sidewalk.

"Fuck off (Y/N), leave me alone" His voice cracked, only making me even more concerned for my new friend.

Luckily, my legs kept going and I finally caught up to him. Breathing heavily, I tapped on his shoulder, making him spin around angrily as I planted my hands on my knees to cool down.

"H-hold on" I could barely make out "My god how did... you walk.. so fast. You're like fucking... sonic over here."

I peered up, seeing the corners of Travis's mouth twitch up. He couldn't help laugh at my dumbass self.

"J-Jesus (Y/N)..." he sighed, only the beginning of his sentence came out in sobs. "I don't want to talk about what just happened okay?"

I finally regained some control of my breathing and I nodded while standing up straight.

"Yeah... yeah okay that's cool, totally fine" I said and shrugged "no worries I just. Came to give you this"

I held my hand up, feeling my lungs still burning from the run. "Cmon don't leave me hanging!"

He looked at me confused, before he slowly reached up and high-fived me back, making me cheer subtly.

His face now formed a wide smile, his sleeve reaching up and wiping at his face. I noticed his eyes were slightly watery but I didn't want to push any further. "Why did you follow me (Y/N)? There's no way you just wanted to give me a high five"

I shook my head and shrugged. "I don't like letting my friends leave on a bad note, so I thought I'd catch up to you. Make sure things were okay and if you wanted to talk about... what just happened. But you don't. And that's okay too. I still dont want to leave things like that so... high five. Better now, right?"

Travis breathed out and shook his head. "Yeah.. y-yeah.."

Suddenly, put his hands up to his face and started loudly crying.

Without hesitating, I pulled him into a tight hug and whispered to him. Things like 'you're okay' and 'it's gonna be alright' until he was able to slow his crying down.

He didn't want to talk about it, but he clearly felt so strong about what he was feeling. So of course I'm going to let him feel it.

I don't need to understand the specifics. Nobody needs to have a specific reason to need a hug.

So I just hugged him.

It wasn't long before he pulled his body away from mine and I looked at him dead in the eyes . "I need you to understand something okay?"

He just nodded, not wanting to say much else.

"You're safe. You are safe with us Travis. You can feel however you feel and it's okay to have bad days. I just need you to really work on things for me. I know it's hard. I know it's something you're not used to, but Larry isn't going to forgive you every time you walk out of the house cursing up a storm and yelling at us. Okay? Just... please. He is trying so hard for you. Try for him too, okay?"

Travis was quiet, but was ultimately processing everything I was saying to him. "You're right... I'm sorry. I really am I just... got really overwhelmed."

I pursed my lips to the side and thought. "I know this may not be your first thought but... have you considered going to therapy?"

His face immediately scrunched up, hearing the words come out, but I continued before he could protest.

"Therapy isn't for everyone. But even so, it doesn't hurt to try. You can always go and see how it makes you feel and if you hate it, you never need to go back again. But I think talking to a professional about ways to cope can... help." I said sincerely.

"My dad will never pay for therapy (Y/N)" he chuckled and crossed his arms "let alone, take me to it when I'd need."

I shook my head and smiled a bit "Who says he has to know?" I asked, tilting my head. "My dad owes me a whole lot, and I think he'd be more than willing to help out one of my friends. We can find somewhere close by.. I can come with you for your first few sessions. Just to wait outside until your finished, and tell your dad we're studying or something so-"

"Okay"

"Huh?"

"Okay. I'll do it..." Travis rubbed his temples and groaned "I'm not happy about it. I'm not excited. But I'll do it if you think it'll help. I trust you."

That meant... so much to me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed tight as he almost lost his balance. He laughed and stabilized himself, breathing in intensely once more and exhaling slowly before releasing the hug.

"We can figure it all out soon. But are we okay. Are things.. okay?" I asked, gesturing around in the air.

Carefully, he nodded and smiled "Yeah... definitely. Thank you for being understanding about my dumb outbursts... people usually just.. walk away. Nobody usually... stays"

There was so much pain and sadness in his voice. But he was being so incredibly genuine at this moment, and I couldn't ask for anything else from him.

"I won't walk away Travis. Something inside of you is too good to just give up on. So have fun being stuck with me" I teased, punching him on the shoulder lightly.

Soon after, we parted out ways. Saying our goodbyes and walking in opposite directions until I finally made it back to the front door.

Before opening it, I leaned my head on the wood.

That was... a lot.

Really just... overwhelming for me too.

A knot formed in my throat, but I swallowed hard in the hopes that it would subside when I stepped back into my home again.