A Boy Shouldn't Feel This Way

Chapter 2 // Bologna Day

•Sal's POV•

"Sal, you're bleeding!" Ash was standing beside me, after Travis punched me. "Let me put my bandana on it.." "Ash no- you don't- please don't-" Without listening to me, Ash lifted up my prosthetic, smiled, and wiped away some of the blood. "There. All better." She didn't make fun of my face? "God, I'm totally gonna kill Travis.. that prick!" Larry still had his fists balled. "Don't. It'll only make it worse. Last thing I need is Travis' ghost haunting the school." Ash shuddered at the mention of 'ghosts'. "Awe, c'mon guys! You know I hate the ghost-talk..but, Larry, don't worry. I'll help kill Travis when Sal isn't looking." "Ash, I heard that!" We all laughed a little. Eventually, it was time for lunch. It was bologna day. I never ate the stuff at school, it's disgusting. "Dude, there's something off about that meat..it's gotta be fuckin' goat meat or some shit." Larry looked as if he could throw up just looking at it. "I heard a lot of kids got sick eating it last week.." "Guys, don't start that..the bologna isn't that bad." Chug said as he ate whatever kind of meat that was. "I suggest we don't get involved. If something is going on, it'd be best to not be apart of it." Todd suggested, and we all agreed with him. From the corner of my eye, I saw Travis eating the bologna sandwich. He loved it. I never understood how someone could like cafeteria food. Was that bruise always on his eye? Maybe he got into another fight. That's when I saw Travis get up and walk out the cafeteria. "Hey guys I'm, uh, gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I said while throwing away the left over food I had. I followed Travis into the boys bathroom. He hadn't noticed me, and he went into one of the stalls. That's when I started hearing him cry. Maybe I should just leave him alone? I saw a piece of paper crumbled up on the floor. "I know we don't really know each other and you probably have your opinions of me. I thought maybe if I told you how I feel, things could be different. The truth is, I can't stop thinking about you. I'm crazy about you. I think you're amazing! But I know these feelings are wrong. It's not the way a boy should feel. Shame swallows me whole. My father would kill me but I can't live in his shadow forever I just..." The rest had been scribbled out. I heard the stall door open, and Travis walked out. I shoved the note in my pocket and left, not wanting to cause any issues.

•Travis' POV•

After punching Sal, I felt guilty. I ran away, like a coward. Father wouldn't be proud of that. After a few classes, it was time for lunch. At least it was bologna day. The school lunches normally suck, but the bolognas actually not bad! During lunch I took out a journal that mother gave me for Christmas. I started writing. I zoned out, and when I finished writing I read it. "I know we don't really know each other and you probably have your opinions of me. I thought maybe if I told you how I feel, things could be different. The truth is, I can't stop thinking about you. I'm crazy about you. I think you're amazing! But I know these feelings are wrong. It's not the way a boy should feel. Shame swallows me whole. My father would kill me but I can't live in his shadow forever I just..." This...This is wrong. I'm not gay am I? I crossed out the rest of the note. I'm not a flamer. I crumbled up the note and ran to the bathroom. I threw away the note, and hid in a stall. I started crying. I can't be gay. I'm not a disgusting sinner...Am I? Father would kill me... I started to tug at my hair. I heard something outside the stall, so I wiped my eyes and left the stall. I swear I saw Sally Face leave the bathroom. Maybe I was just seeing things?

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A/N: Thank you for reading!

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