~Roses and guitars~ (Salvis)

જ⁀➴ / -'♡'- New friend?

- SAL'S POV -

I ran inside the bathroom, covering my face and quickly took off my prosthetic, i didn't care if anyone would see my face. I then realized the prosthetic had been broken into two pieces, fuck.. I would be in so much trouble with my father, why would Travis do that?.. I knew he was rude but i never thought he would break something that was pretty dear to me, even if i didn't like it it was still the only thing i had that reminded me of my mother.. But i was pretty sure i could fix it with some tools at home, because it had already been broken once.

I tried to search in my bag for anything that i could fix this with, but i had nothing. I'll just ask the principal for tools, or if i could go home to fix it

Then i heard someone sobbing in one of the stalls, i thought it would be Travis because i saw him run away after he punched me, maybe he didn't intend to break my prosthetic? But why would he be crying?..

S: " Hello? Travis? Are you in there? "

I called out, not expecting any kind of awnser but still trying




- TRAVIS'S POV -

I head someone call my name, it was Fisher. Out of all people, it was him. I didn't know why he wanted to even talk to me at this moment, he had to hate me now.. I broke something from him that was probably very expensive and dear to him.

T: " W-What do you want Fisher..? "

I said, trying to sound like i wasn't just crying a second ago but failing miserably

S: " Travis? Were you just crying a second ago?.. "

I heard him say, why would he even care?

T: " I- N-No! Can't a guy get some privacy!? "

I said rudely, why? Why was i still being rude..? And why does he want to talk to me..

S: " You know Travis, i'm not that mad at you.. "

I wiped my tears away, this was something i didn't understand. Why wouldn't he be mad at me?

T: " Why.. Why woulnd't you be mad at me? I broke something that was probably so fucking dear to you! "

S: " I'm pretty sure i can just ask to go home and fix it with some tools. "

T: " I-.. Are you sure..? I mean i can try to help you.. It's the least i can do.. "

S: " I'm sure Travis. And i'm pretty sure you didn't mean to break it, since you're crying. "

T: " I'm not crying.. "

S: " Sure whatever, but why were you crying? It's not like it would be the end of the world. "

Yes it would, it would be the end of my world.

T: " It's none of your business. "

Fuck, i was being rude again.. I tried to correct myself by saying

T: " I mean.. It's like, pretty personal and.. I would be in big trouble with my father.. "

Why did i say that?! I'm so fucking stupid.. Now he's going to ask questions about my father! And i'll make it seem like he's a bad father, i don't want to disappoint him.

S: " Your father?.. Is he pushing too much pressure on you?.. "

T: " What? No! I- Just-.. Forget i said anything, Sally Face. "

S: " Alright, i won't bother you with that question anymore. But please know, i'm here if you ever need to talk.. Or to get away from your dad for a while. "

Why was he being so nice?.. I don't deserve his kindness.

T: " Why are you being so nice to me? "

S: " I don't think you're a bad person, Travis. "

Yet again, i didn't understand why he said this. I am and will always be a bad person, a bully and a disappointment. 

T: " ... "

The silence filled the room, i stared at the stall door trying to process what just happened.

S: " I think, under all of that anger, there's a dude who's afraid to be himself. "

I hated how Sally Face was right, i was afraid to be myself. I didn't want to get into trouble with my father..

T: " I- "

S: " Just.. Listen, if you ever need a friend to hang out with, even if it's only out of school.. I'm here. "

T: " Don't push your luck Sally Face.. "

Fuck, i really need to try and get used to this nice thing..

T: " I mean.. Thank you.. Sal. "

I corrected myself

- SAL POV -

I smiled when Travis corrected himself, i knew he was trying. My mind was so focused on what just happened that i almost forgot about my broken prosthetic

S: " Travis i better get going to the principal, i need to fix my prosthetic. "

T: " Okay, can you do me a favour and not tell the principal i did it.. "

I chuckled a bit, i wasn't even planning on snitching, afterall it wasn't that big of a deal.

S: " Hmmm.. Let me think about it for a second.. "

I teased, i was just joking but when i heard the panic in Travis's voice i stopped giggling.

T: " Please Sal.. "

S: " Don't worry Travis, i won't say anything. "

T: " Oh thank god.. Thanks Sal.. "

I could hear the relieve in his voice, it made me question what his father was like.

S: " No worries, i better get going now. Bye Travis "

I didn't get an awnser, but that was okay with me. I knew Travis was still trying to process what happened and i didn't blame him, i grabbed my bag and walked out the bathroom. Making my way to the principals office.

(Small timeskip to the principals office)

- STILL SAL'S POV -

Once i arrived at the office i knocked, almost immediately someone opened the door and let me in. I explained what happened with my prosthetic but left Travis out of the story, the principal gave me some tools and helped me fix my prostethic. 

It took some effort but eventually we managed to fix it, we also had some time to clean it up since it was a little dirty from laying on the dirty sink. 

I put it back on, testing if the straps still clicked right, luckily they didn't get damaged from the punch. I was relieved because fixing the straps would be much harder than fixing the prosthetic itself. I thanked the principal and walked out the office, it was lunch time so i went to the cafeteria to find my friends. Once i found them i walked over to their table and sat down like nothing happened. I saw they were all staring at me.

S: " What? "

L: " What the fuck was that? What happened after you went to the bathroom? "

S: " Just like i said, i was fixing my prosthetic. "

L: " I don't think it would take THAT long Sal. "

S: " I didn't have the right material so i went to the principal. "

Larry looked at me a bit suspiciously, he probably knew that Travis also ran into the bathroom. But luckily he didn't ask any more questions

A: " I'm so going to kill that jerk once i see him. "

S: " Lets just leave him alone. "

A: " What!? Sal! He broke your fucking prosthetic! "

S: " Well it's fixed now, right? So don't make it worse. "

A: " Ugh, fine. "

! NOTE ! 

Hey everyone! Thank you for reading, i have vacation right now so i will probably publish 2 new chapters tomorrow. Have a great day further and i hope you liked these chapters!

Word count - 1278 (Including the note)