The end of us -{salvis}-

Talking to the blue haired boy

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Sals POV:

Its almost the end of lunch and i notice that i haven't seen Travis since 1st period, or him putting his book back in his locker. i wanna find him so i make the excuse that I wanna clear my head and use the bathroom. Everyone just looks and nods, going back to their conversations they where having right after. I head to the bathroom.

I first go outside maybe hes out here. i know if i was him i would be, Yet we aren't the same person. I smell cigarette smoke, larry smokes so i know the smell all to well. I start walking over to the smell and hear some frantic movements its fall so the leaves crunch. i start walking a little faster to see who it is, i get to the back a little to slow but fast enough to see..a little purple? Travis?

I've been looking out here for a few minutes now and Travis isn't here so i guess i'll go to the bathroom, If hes not there ill just go back to lunch. There only 15 minutes of lunch left so if hes not there i might just chill out there an play with my game boy.

I enter the bathroom to hear a light sob that immediately come to a halt with my foot steps almost like on queue. I'm about to go to the stall then i see a paper. usually i'd ignore it but this is different. its usually a paper towel but this i note book paper. I pick it up and start reading 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 that's why i treat you the way i do, i know its not an excuse but It's not how a boy should feel. Shame swallow me whole just righting these words, My father would kill me but i can't live in his shadow forever i just..."

The rest is scribbled out and isn't covered but has some tears smudging the ink. I can tell its Travis's no one else has this fancy wrighting, Is this why he always has a black eye i thought he just got into a lot of fights. Is he okay? What have i gotten myself into.  All these questions running through my mind. I hear a sniffle then I remember the stall. I walk over and see the infamous green shoes, Travis, i was right. I almost walk away but hesitate, not this time. I debate my life choses then knock "Hello is anyone in there?" here we go, no turning back now.

Travis POV:

I hear someones foot steps but i think nothing of it there's been plenty of people just coming and going no one has really paid mind to the kid crying in the back stall. So i just sit there. Then i hear paper uncrumple I don't think much of it till a remember about the page i torn out of my book, fuck, fuck. fuck! is that's my paper, who it reading it?! I look under the stall and i see his blue convers. Will he know who made it? Will he know its to him?! is it even my paper ! I shouldn't have ripped it out!

Then i hear footsteps followed by a soft voice its calm and soothing, its Sals. "Is anyone in there?" He askes. I really want him to stay, but he's going to think i'm weak. "No, fuck off" maybe that was a bit to harsh. "Do you hate me Travis?" "..." I don't hate you I love you..so much. I wish he knew. "I- i don't hate you" I mumble  "Then why do you treat me like this?" He askes in a soft but stern voice as if not to scare me but also wanting to get the point across "Because! You and you're friends are a bunch of homos ! It's sick and not right." The words burned into my brain "Being gay is a sin. if i ever find out that you're gay i'll kill you myself." thanks dad. "You know we're not all gay right? Except Todd. He's really gay" He chuckles and it makes my checks burn, but it also stings hes not gay.. "And Todd's the sweetest guy I know. And if he's happy why does it matter?" "I- It's a sin thats why!" I blurt out "Is your dad pushing these beliefs onto you?" "Just because my dads a pasture  doesn't mean he owns me!" He does though. If I were to run he would find me and kill me. But i know hes doing this cause he loves me. He doesn't want me to burn in hell..Like my mom, but she was an angel i don't understand. "I know. But having such an intense  dad must be hard sometimes." "You don't even know Sally face." i mumble. we sit there in silence for what feels like forever "Why are you being so nice to me..?" i ask genuinely confused, ive ben nothing but an asshole to him since he started here. "I don't think you're a bad person Travis, i just think you need someone to keep you company" he say. as a lump forms in my throat. "You know I don't hate you..or your friends." I say trying to hold back tears but my voice starts to break in the end. Fuck "I don't think so." 

And we sit there in silence until the bell rings. I wait till he leaves to leave. To be honestly it was nice not to be alone. I just wish it could be like that everyday. I'd do anything to be friends with him. or even just to be nice to him.

(1007 words)