Under The Mask. [Sal X Travis]

Chapter 9: Strange Feeling for him

Travis was now home, and Sal and Larry were still at the park. Once again, Travis was left home alone. A note saying a snack was left for him from his mom, and everything just been the same. Except, it hasn't been the same. Travis had a lot going on lately. Mentally. He didn't tell Larry it yet, considering he was only telling him about his past and not the recent stuff happening.  And he wasn't going to tell his mom or dad. He wasn't ready to tell anyone.

[ Sal's POV ]
It was close nighttime and me and Larry were already back at the apartments. The feeling I had was still there. Only that it wasn't as bad. I guess I get this feeling when Travis is around. I would try to explain this feeling, but I don't know how to explain it. When Travis is around, I feel warm. Safe. Or even just wanting to actually be with him 24/7. I don't know how to explain it. I would talk to Larry. But again, I don't know how he would react. Maybe...Todd? No, I don't want to bother him.

...'Ashley! I could talk to her!' As I got that thought I grabbed my phone from my desk and called her. 'Hopefully she could help me out.' After about 30 seconds of me waiting for her to answered, she answered. "Hey Sal, what's up?" I had to think on what to say, in order to explain this right, "hey ash...um...I kinda need to talk to you. And I know you're busy and all, but...this is kinda important." She then responded, kinda sounding worried, "okay, What's going on?" I took a breath, then proceeded to speak, "okay, so...I'm not sure how to explaine this, but I've been getting a weird feeling. When Travis is around. I sometimes just think about him. And I sometimes, feel warm, and safe around him. I just want to hang out with him 24/7."

After I explain that, Ashley then responded back, "omg...dude...you're in love! With Travis! THE GUY WHO BULLIED YOU! WHO BULLIED YOU EVER SINCE..7TH GRADE! YOURE IN LOVE!" I pulled my phone away from my ear as she yelled. She practically made my audio sound like it was breaking. It didn't though. Thankfully. "Did you have to scream that out loud?" I asked and put my phone near my ear again. "Yes, because you're in love! Eeeee! I'm so happy for you! Dude, you have to ask him out soon! Please!" I was blushing and froze, until I spoke, "probably not now...I got these feeling recently." That was a lie. I basically liked...no...loved Travis back in 7th grade. Well, a month after 7th grade started. "Ooh okay! Understandable! Well, I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to. Oh shit...I gotta go, talk later sally!" I sighed in relieved because I didn't want Ash to tease me, "Okay, later, see you next week in school." I hung up and sighed again.

'I'm in love with Travis... I guess that makes sense.' I just hope this feeling doesn't get worse for me. I say that because Ashley is gonna be the only on to know about this. Maybe Larry. I just don't want to make it obvious. And I just hope me and Travis can still be friends if he doesn't except me. After all, he is straight, and I guess he supports it now because, he didn't judge Todd and Neil. I just want to confess to him and get it done and over with. I wonder what he is up to right now.

[ Travis POV ]
When I was home I didn't bother eating. All I did was check the note, open the fridge and take the snack that was left in there. I went up to my room and laid on my bed. I sat my snack down on my night stand and I didn't eat it. I weirdly didn't have an appetite. 'What is this feeling?' I kept on thinking. I don't know what I was feeling. Like I said, this feeling has been going on for 5 weeks. 6 weeks? I don't know. But, this feeling...I've gotten used to it. At least, I think I've gotten used to it. I then began to have thoughts again. I began to hear the voice again, "You're just like your dad." I sat up from my bed and walked down stairs to my backpack. That's where I put my knife. I took it out and looked at it. 'If you don't shut up, I will.' I went up stairs and used the upstairs bathroom. I looked in the mirror. 'At least a knife is different.'

As I was about to set the knife on my recent scars, I heard the front door open. "Travis, I'm home!" Shit...it was my mom. I ran into my room and hid my knife in my drawer, and rolled down my sleeve and went downstairs. "Hey mom, you're back early." She usually gets back at 4 or 5. "Oh yeah, I got to leave early today. Your dad also texted me and said he was going to come back at 9 tonight." Great...my dad is gonna be home before I even go to bed. I was going back to my room until my mom called out my name. "Travis?" I turned to look at her, "yes?"

She was going through the bag filled with something. "I got you something." I walked over to her, "what is it?" She then gave me a necklace, it had a heart on it. "Here, I wanted to give you something special." I took it out of her hands and looked at it. I smiled a little, "thanks mom." She nodded, "I also want to give you something to give to your crush." I looked at her again, "oh what is it- wait...what do you mean?" She looked in her bag and took out another necklace, this time, it had a rose on it. "Travis, that boy you've been around, I know you love him. You loved him ever since. Right?" I gulped and looked down to my feet.

"It's okay sweetie. I support you. No matter what. Plus, I found the note. That you wrote." I was shocked, 'I thought I threw that note away.' It was a note to Sal, but I didn't have a gut to give it to him. I thought I did throw it away. I guess not. "Wh-where did you find i-it, exactly?" I couldn't even speak properly or even keep eye contact. "It was in one of your shorts. I found the note when you were in 6th grade and I caught on what you were feeling and who you were feeling them for."

I sighed and was about to cry. I heard her walk over to me, "it's okay Travis. Here, you can give this to him anytime. For now, you can have some alone time." She grabbed my hand and put the necklace in my hand. I nodded and went to my room. I plopped down onto my bed and was looking up at my ceiling. My eyes started to water up and I began to cry. I curled up into a ball and faced away from my door. I was crying of joy, but I was also crying because I was afraid of what she was going to say. Guess I had nothing to be afraid of.

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