If i were born different. //Salvis//

(13) Your shoulder..

"Wait, wait.. what??"

"You.. im.." Sal looked away. This again? he thought it was different. He wanted to cry. He felt the sickening feeling well up through- out his body. It had only been three weeks.

Travis didnt know what to say, and he did the worst thing possible. He walked away, not looking at sal at all. Sal felt humiliated. He felt gross and he felt so fucking dumb for thinking travis would ever change. And not only that, he was so hurt.

Travis had always ran away from his problems. He didnt like to face them. He really didnt like too face them. He liked to pack up and go, leaving the problems in that town. And never looking back. Never having to face those problems because he leaves them there for the people effected by them to deal with them.

Sure time went by. Travis slept in his car for a night, he didnt know if it was worth it.
Leaving this all behind again to go. And he wasnt sure if he was ready for sal. He wasnt sure if he was the best he could be. He wanted it to be slow.

Travis went back to the church. He began to sit in the middle of the church. His nails digging into his palms. "YOU DID THIS TO ME!" He yelled "IM LIKE THIS BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU AND YOUR STUPID GOD!" He paused. "And .. and now because of you i have to be you. You left me here to be you. You keep taunting me. You keep.. you wont let me be happy." Travis said through sobs. God he wanted sal. He wanted sal so bad. Everything about that boy made hid heart flutter and his body craving more. Yet he was his father.

Would he be destined to have the same ending? would this torcher and suffering end through his hands. He never understood this. What did he do to deserve this, kenneth did this. Not him

Travis had alot of time to think about himself, his future. And alot about his past. Mainly about who he would wanna become.

Sal heard a nock on the door of his house as he got up putting on his prosthetic and walked out of the room and down to the first floor. He was really hoping that it was travis, he just wanted travis to come back and talk. He kinda just lost hope at this point. Sal opened it and it was the mail man.

Sal was handed an envelope. He took it and thanked the mail man before closing the door and leaning against it. His hands all sweaty as he opened it. Kinda confused because there was no adress or stamps so this was dumb.

Dear sal,

As you know ive known you since highschool. I havent known you those years. I knew of you, i bullied you. I pushed you over your edge many times during that. And i remeber everytime we used to talk. I remeber the day i beat you up because i was talking and had an urge. When i randomly kissed your shoulder. And we had been just laying on eachother, it was two weeks before graduation. Behind the school. I havent been the same since. And i know we had been okay when it was us. When i was in that moment and you were sitting against the building, my head was against you and we were just talking. You were laughing about some dumb shit and right then and there i really felt sick. But such a good sick? I was confused because i knew i had feelings for you that i didnt ever tell anyone.
But this feeling had been different. I wanted to tell you 'Sal i love you.' I wanted to slip those words out. I wanted you to know how much i needed you. How much i truely craved even the slightest touch. So i had tried to supress those words into you. The first i love you without even being close. And i know you have been here for me. Even when i didnt deserve you. Your love doesnt deserve to be played around with. And i dont deserve to mess around with it. So instead of messing with it i wanna claim it.

Sal, will you be my boyfriend?