Save me, please. -A Salvis Fanfiction

Visions

Travis' Pov:

I suddenly wake up because something next to me moves abruptly.

"Sal?" I mutter and wipe my eyes. They haven't gotten used to the dark yet, so I try to feel if Sal is still lying next to me. My fingers can make out his body but something is wrong- he's shaking almost violently and all of his muscles are tense. My first thought is that this is one of his nightmares but this... this is different.

I'm completely awake now and quickly turn around to turn on the light. What I am seeing now makes all of my blood freeze. Sal is lying next to me, his full body is stiff while his muscles keep twitching, so that he's shaking terribly. His eye is rolled backwards and there is a blank expression on his face. This definitely isn't a nightmare. I feel panic rising up inside of me, almost taking all the breath out of my lungs.

"Sal! Wake up! Goddamnit, wake up!!" I shake him but there's no reaction. His body keeps shaking violently.
"SAL!" I'm almost yelling now.

I need to get help.

With that, I quickly jump out of the bed and start to rummage in the clothes, that he was wearing. It has to be somewhere in here.

I finally find what I was looking for in the back pocket of Sal's jeans: Sal's keycard and the keys to Larry's apartment.

"Don't worry, I'll get help!" I yelp, not knowing if Sal can even hear me, and run out of his apartment. I rush into the elevator and hecticly push the key card into the slot. My heart is beating so fast that I can feel it in my throat.

"Come on..." The elevator finally starts moving downstairs and I impatiently wait until it arrives in the basement.

I start running immediately as the doors open and hurry to what I suppose is Larry's door, jamming the keys into the key hole and, to my relief, they fit. I sprint into Larry's apartment, and now look around until I see a door with a 'Stay out' sign.

I bet that's Larry's room.

I push open the door and see Larry and Ash, both laying in a bed next to the wall. They're cuddling, similar to the way Sal and I did before. I don't think about that now, I need to get them upstairs.

I harshly shake Larry's shoulders. "Wake up! Come on!"

"Phelps? What the fuck are you doing here? Who- who let-" Larry starts but I interrupt him. I don't have time for this right now.

"You need to come with me!"

Ashley sits up now. "What the fuck is going on? It's like 4 in the morning"

"It- it's Sal! Something weird is happening, his-his eyes turned all white and like his body is shaking, I tried waking him up but it doesn't work. I-I have no idea what's going on" I'm talking so fast that I don't even take time to breath.

Ash and Larry exchange knowing but panicked looks and  jump out of the bed.
He now grabs me by my shoulders: "Where is he? Phelps, where is he?" His voice sounds serious, panicked. I can feel sweat sticking all over me and my heart beats per minutes double.

"I-in his room, his bed" I say and gasp for air. He grabs a set of keys and rushes out of his room and out of the apartment, Ashley right behind him. They're both in their pajamas, hair messy and not even wearing socks. I pant as I try to keep pace with them and make it into the elevator just in time, before the door closes.