~Roses and guitars~ (Salvis)

જ⁀➴ Blood, sweat and tears.

- SALS POV -

I opened the drawer, hoping Gizmo would stop his loud meowing. I didn't really think anything bad would be in there, but my eyes immediately layed on the boxcutter my dad sometimes used. I grabbed it and stared at it, it was a bit bloody. Did my dad accidentally cut himself?

I stared at it for a few more seconds and then saw a note on the fridge, i put the boxcutter down for a second and grabbed the note.

The note said:

Hey Sal, i'm going to be at Lisa's for the day. I saw you had a friend over, make sure he gets a nice breakfast.

I don't know what time i'll be home but i heard that you were going to the arcade with Larry. So please lock the apartment doors when you leave.

xxx - Dad

I knew the blood on the boxcutter coulnd't be my dads, he would've cleaned it..

- TRAVIS'S POV -

I woke up and checked the clock, 7 AM. I looked over to my right, Sal wasn't there so i thought he may be in the kitchen making breakfast.

I got out of bed and looked around, i noticed Sal had left some clothes for me to put on. I grabbed the clean clothes and put them on, it was a Sanity's Fall T-Shirt (Luckily with long sleeves) and black cargo jeans. They weren't really my style but i didn't mind, after i put on the clothes i went to the bathroom to fix my hair. 

Once i was ready i walked to the kitchen, i saw Sal standing there with a note in his hand. I was kind of curious what the note said but my father always told me it was rude to ask sudden questions like that, so i said.

TP: " Goodmorning Sal. "

Sal put the note on the counter and looked up at me

S: " Morning. "

He turned back around to continue making breakfast.

S: " Go sit down. "

I looked around the room and sat down at the table, patiently waiting for Sal to finish.

After about 9 minutes Sal gave me a plate with scrambled eggs, i didn't really want to eat since Kenneth didn't give me permission but i also didn't want to make Sal upset, so i started eating.

S: " So.. Travis, do you by any chance know who used this? "

I looked up at him, a bit confused but he then handed me the boxcutter i used to cut myself.

TP: " I- Uh, no?.. "

I said, almost choking on my food. I forgot to clean the blood off of the cutter, fuck i'm so stupid.

S: " Really? Could i see your arms? "

I was taken aback by this question, fuck fuck fuck fuck.. I tried my best to make up an excuse but i got interupted by Sal.

S: " Travis i know you used this. "

I tried my best to avoid eye contact and i shook my head.

S: " Travis, Travis look at me please. "

I looked up at him and saw his worried look, this made me feel even worse. I didn't want him to worry about me.. Fuck i'm so stupid.

S: " Travis i want you to awnser me, did you use this? "

I decided to be honest and i nodded my head slowly

TP: " I'm so sorry.. "

I looked away from Sal again, i coulnd't bare seeing him like this, it was all my fault.