The end of us -{salvis}-

Homework

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-At the apartments-
Travis POV:

I make it to the apartments with Sal. The walk was nice we just listened to some music, hi introduced me to the band..sanity falls? I think that's what the bands called. It sounds like the devils music I swear. " we're here!" Sal said giving me a smile. Room 402 hm. He lets me in and it's small, but cozy. " you have a nice place sally face" "Thanks Travy!" Huh?! Travy..? Where did that come from? I kinda like it. "Come on here's the way to my room" he invites me into his room, There's an orange cat on the bed...he reminds me of my old cat. I quickly look away to see the posters and the closet full of clothes, even dresses? I wonder what that would look like on him..I bet he would look amazing in it. God what am I thinking?!  Whatever.  " Hey I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Make yourself comfortable!" He gave me a smile and walked out of his room

Sals POV:

I tell Travis I'm going to the restroom and walk over there. I need to change the bandages, they've been on half the day. I slowly unravel the blood tinted bandages, it stings a little bit. I get a look at what I've done to myself..fuck. I grab the gauze and bandage wrap out of my cabinet. I disinfect it and wrap it back up. I have to keep myself together while Travis is here. I wanna make a good impression. I take a deep breath and unlock the door and head back into my room.

I walk into my room and see Travis sitting on my bed petting gizmo, aw. Before i could really take in the moment Travis notices me. "Sorry! I didn't know if i was allowed on the bed or not." "Nah its okay i told you to make yourself at home. I see you've meet Gizmo huh?" I walk over and pet Gizmo and sit next to Travis. He scoots over a bit, but thats alright i don't wanna push it. "Yeah he reminds me of my..old cat." He had a cat? "Aw! What's their name?" "Her name was Rose. My mom got me her for Christmas a couple years ago" "I'd love to meet her!" I give him a warm smile "You..uh, can't she passed away a while ago." "Oh- i'm so sorry for bringing it up!" "It's fine." he gives me a small smile. Shit i feel bad now. "Well, do you wanna do homework or play a game? It's only 4pm so we have like 4 hours." I say trying to change the subject. "Homework, I need to get it done before i leave and i don't wanna forget." "Alright!"

Travis POV:

I'm struggling on the math homework but I don't wanna ask Sal, but if I get another D my dad will be pissed. I clean my throat "Hey Sally face?" He looks over "hm?" "Can you help me with my math homework.?" " yeah of course!" He scoots over to me to help and I can't help but blush at him being so close. I quickly move away, boys shouldn't feel this way! What's wrong with me?! I sigh

Once he explains is more I finally feel like I understand it just a little bit. "Thanks Sally face." "Yeah no problem. We still have about an hour, wanna play a game?" I haven't played a game in a while, well a board game. "Sure. Is it a board game?" I say with I smile thinking of when me and my mom would play board games together. "No, it would be on my game boy! We could play a board game though, I have a few." Hm, I've heard of a game boy but I've never actually got to play one. "How about the game boy?" "Cool! Do you know how to play?" "Well no not really." "That's fine, I can show you! Come on." He hops on the bed and pats a spot next to him, I reluctantly get off the floor as well and sit next to him.

"Okay so you put your hands here and here, then you can attack!" "Oh okay!" He hands me the game boy. And I try to use it but for the second I get "Damnit!" "Hey it's alright it can take a bit to learn"

-2 hours later-

I finally learn how to use the game boy "I did it!" "Good job!" I blush..Good job? hm. I look over to see the time. "Oh! I have to go Sal." "Alright! Want me to walk you home?" god i would love that..but i can't risk it. "Ah, i'm alright, Thanks though Sally face." "No problem." I grab my stuff and Sal walks me too the door.

The walk home was boring. I forgot to get Sal's number! Dang it- I reach the drive way to my house, I open the door gently for it not to make any noise. I know my dads not here but It's hard wired into my brain to act like this. I take my shoes off and put them neatly next to the door, then start walking up the creaky stairs to my room. I set my bag down and throw myself onto the bed. Tonight was so much fun..I think I'll even get an A on my homework! I check the time too see that it's only 8:30 cus it takes me about 30 minutes to walk from the apartments to this house. Should I eat dinner? No..I already had lunch. I'll get in the shower instead and probably go to bed

-after the shower-

That shower stung all my cuts and bruises..i wish I had something to cover them. What ever. I grab my journal and start writing. I always feel free writing, it's the only thing that feels mine in the house, I have no right calling it a home. I shut my note book and head to bed.

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