Church Boy And The Stoner

(re-write) ch.3 Well how did I get here?

Travis has no clue how this happened. How the hell did he end up here. But he was in Larry Johnson's clothes sitting on Larry Johnson's bed. This is so weird. Travis was wearing a sanity falls t-shirt and some sweatpants. Both of the clothing items rather large on him. He and Larry were sitting in silence. Travis would actually rather go home and get his ass kicked than sit in this awkward silence.

Larry and Travis made eye contact before Larry broke the silence. "Listen, you've only been here for like, and hour and a half but I'm bored." Larry said with a dramatic sigh.

Travis just shrugged. "I don't know what you want me to do about it." Travis mumbled as Larry layed down on the ground. Larry rolled over and they heard a muffled voice.

Where in the holy spirit was that coming from? Travis sat up and looked around while Larry looked around briefly. Then Larry moved a pile of clothes and pulled out a walkie talkie? 'What a Weirdo' Travis thought briefly.

"Hey Lar-bear, you busy? Over" Travis heard a voice patch through the walkie. Larry looked at Travis before responding.

"No Sallyface-uhm, I'm a little busy at the moment, over." Larry spoke into the walkie.

Travis let out an audible noise of relief, he can not be around Larry's obnoxious group of loud, weed smoking, group of oddballs, and they were gay. Travis bullied them, it'd be awkward anyways.

"Too late, over." Sal said into the walkie. 'Oh no, the fuck does he mean by that' Travis quirked up an eye-brow at Larry.

"The fuck you mean by that sal? Over." Larry asked. It took a moment for Sal to respond back.

"Me and the gang are right outside you apartment." Sal said and Travis felt his heart drop as the doorbell rang furiously. Shitfuck with a salad on the side.

"Shit." Larry mumbled as he scrambled to his feet. Larry went outside the door and opened it and his friends just rushed into the door, they were being loud, and the saw Travis and immediantly went silent. Shit, everyone was looking at him.

Larry closed his room door with him and his friends on the outside and Travis still just sitting on his bed. Their voices were muffled and the only thing Travis heard before the door was opened was

"If you don't like it go home, I aint gonna listen to your complaints." Larry opened the door and his friends followed behind.

It was awkward to say the least. Everyone was scattered amoungst Larry's room in silence. Travis couldn't stand it. "Uhm, Yeah I should go..." Travis mumbled, standing up to leave. Larry grabbed his Arm and pulled him back down.

"Nope, You're staying." Larry proclaimed. Travis plopped back down with a soft sigh. Sal had a duffel bag on his side and let out a loud dramatic sigh.

"We're supposed to be binge watching horror movies right now, what are we waiting for?" Sal asked, flailing his hands around as he spoke. That's how he expressed his emotions when he spoke, due to the mask no one could see his facial expressions.

Larry looked at Travis briefly and just shrugged. Ashley looked ready to murder Someone, and that someone is Travis. She got ready to say something that was probably gonna be rude before Todd cut her off right as she opened her mouth. "Nothing, Let's go." Todd rose to his feet and everyone just followed.

It's like Todd was smart so everyone else just did what he did. Travis and Larry were the last to leave the room. "Sorry about them Trav," Larry rubbed the back of his neck. Trav? When did that become a thing? It made Travis's heart flutter. He forced any Larry related thoughts away and tried to will the blush away.

"It-It's fine, They are your friends, I'm the one that shouldn't be here." Travis rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he looked at Larry. Travis geniunely didn't really fit into the puzzle of this friendship.

Everyone had a role, everyone was wanted. They were a group of little oddballs who were the opposite of everything Travis was supposed to represent.

Larry and Sal are weed smoking metelheads, Ash is the obnoxious rocker/artsy girl, Todd is ginger. The other two weren't there but they still fit in with the group. Maple was emo and chug was...chug.

They were a loud abnoxious group, most of them smelled like weed. Some of them had to be Gay, Todd was openly Gay, and the rest were just rumours.

Travis...is Travis, obnoxiously christian, Openly homophobic, always fighting and just overall bitchy and rude.

Travis who has bleached hair because of his father making him dye it.
Travis who is usually bruised and beaten up even when he hasn't fought.

Travis who's been beaten with a silver cross by Kenneth phelps.
Travis who had been burned with metal crosses by kenneth phelps.

Travis who has been beaten more times in his life than anyone should ever have to endure.

"You're one of us now." Larry grabbed Travis by his wrist, Travis held back making a noise from the pain that it caused. Then Larry led him into the living room with the rest of the gang. Sal had spread an obnoxious amount of snacks on the ground.

Sal was sitting on the couch and the others were laying on the ground.

Larry plopped down onto the couch and pulled Travis down with him. Trabis landed sitting thigh to thigh with Larry. He felt his face flush at the closeness. 'I can't believe this is happening right now.' Is all Travis could think of.

"Okay so, Travis, as a new-comer to this event,you get first snack choice." Sal said and waggled his fingers towards the snacks on the ground. Travis looked at the food and felt himself get grossed out of the thought of eating at all.

"Oh, No thanks, I'm not really-" Travis was cut off by his stomach grumbling loudly. Travis reached down and grabbed the first thing he saw, which were little gummies of variation. Oh, ew. Larry just chuckled at Travis and Todd also chuckled a bit.

Larry grabbed the spicy chips, Sal grabbed sour ropes, Todd grabbed potato chips, and Travis stopped paying attention after that. Larry was stretching, his arms stretching backwards and his shirt riding up. Travis felt his mouth open slightly, he was ogling.

When he finally pried his eyes away he made direct eye-contact with Todd. Todd looked between Travis and Larry and raised an eyebrow, Travis just flushed and avoided his gaze. He can't believe that Todd of all people just caught him making goo goo eyes at Larry.

The gay guy caught him being gay. How Ironic.

The movie that was eventually decided on was 'The Ring'. Travis wondered what was so scary about a ring. It just didn't make sense to him. Sal rolled across the fllor and turned the lights off. He literally rolled. God these people are so weird.

During the movie Travis ended up cuddling up to Larry in a shared blanket. Larry's hands were in Travis's hair, and Travis was laying his head on Larry's shoulder. Larry was just combing his fingers through Travis's hair.

It felt calming, Travis enjoyed the sensation of hands on him that weren't actively trying to hurt him. Usually people avoided touching him unless they were gonna fight.

He had forgotten what that felt like, to be touched in a non-threatening manner.

Larry picked up on the fact that Travis flinched alot during any sudden sounds and was generally anxious. Travis had a bad habit of picking at his skin. Larry didn't know when he became so observent of Travis, it kinda just happened.

Travis started picking at the skin on his hand. So Larry reached over and moved Travis's hand from picking at his skin. It was almost instinctive. Travis felt his stomach twist at how close they were.

It felt sickly sweet to him. Travis felt great.

Travis felt discusting. He doesn't deserve this.

Then he felt the butterflies in his stomach turn into nausea, and he felt bile rising to his throat. Discgusting. Travis felt discgusting.