Cigarette And Lavender(Halfway Edited)|| Salvis || Sally Face ||

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Travis' pov

I run my fingers over the curve of his neck as I think back to when Larry yelled at me.

He's fucking dying and he wanted to spend these last months with you!

It kept playing over and over again in my head. I wanted to ask him about it but I felt anxious. I didn't want to upset him, but it was bugging me. What did Larry mean he's dying?

I sighed, knowing I'd have to bring it up at some point. "Sal" I whispered in case he was asleep. He turned his head and smiled at me.

I reluctantly put my hand around his waist and pulled him closer. It was a foreign feeling being this close with another person, but I didn't have it. I actually liked it quite a bit.

"Larry said something the other day and it's been bugging me since, and I meant to ask you ab-" he cut me off. "Was it about the cancer?" He questioned. My eyes widened at this newfound information.

"What?" I ask taken aback by his bluntness.

"I have a cancerous tumor in my lungs. The doctors they thought it would be fatal, but the got some test results back in and called us yesterday. It turns out that it can be cured with two sessions of chemotherapy, but it's gonna be costly. So Larry took on extra hours at the Cinema and we've almost saved up enough." He explained as he laid his head onto my chest.

I felt myself tense up automatically at the sudden movement. He put his chin on my chest and looked up at me. "How're you feeling?" He whispered. I knew what he meant but I honestly didn't know how to answer.

"Warm" I responded as I smiled down at him. He laughed softly before his eyes fell to the side of my face. He lightly traced his finger over my cheekbone. "Your bruises are healing." He commented.

"My father hasn't been around a lot anymore." I mumbled as I stared at him as if I was trying to memorize every detail of his face.

Even with his scars I found him pretty, like his imperfections made him even more beautiful. I briefly wondered what he looked like before the accident, but thought it would be too insensitive to ask.

"What?" He wondered aloud. "Your pretty." I replied before I could even process the words leaving my mouth.

I felt a light flush fall over my face as I avoided his gaze. He smiled before burrying his face into my chest once again. "Your the only person to have ever said that to me."

"I think that's because you don't let other people see you." I answered.

He stayed quiet for a moment before looking up at me. "Do you want to go out with me tomorrow?" He requested.

"Like as a...date?" I stammered. "Do you want it to be a date?" I averted my gaze once again. I didn't not want it to be a date, but I knew that my father had connections in this town and I'd be in deep shit if he ever found out.

"It can't be in public" I mumbled. I seen a wave of hurt flash through his eyes before he quickly hid it. I found it scary how fast he could hide his emotions but didn't question it.

I kissed his hand as I continued, "it has nothing to do with you. It's just that my father knows lots of people here, and he'd be pissed if word got back around to him, and it will."

He smiled "I know where we can go" I cocked an eyebrow as my eyes met his once again. "Where?" I questioned.

His lipped smile spread into a toothy grin as he said "it's a surprise." I groaned, I was always too curious for surprises but I agreed nonetheless.

Hii I know I haven't been on here a lot recently but I haven't had a lot of motivation because I've been off my meds for the past few months. I know this chapter is extremely short but I felt like you guys deserved at least something because I've left you hanging for a while. I hope this isn't too bad

Eat, drink water, and take your meds. I love you and my DMs are always open ❤️‍🔥

(P.s we're getting very close the end of the book :(