Not so pretty..|A Salvis love story|

Chapter three- The unexpected fight

//no pov// mention of blood and descriptive fighting (this is also when their brothers :3)

Travis was walking through the halls, thinking about what at happened last night. He thought about what he had did to himself and while he was walking he looked at the cuts, he started to tear up and regret it.

//Larry's pov//

I was walking in the hallway glaring at Travis, but saw I was looking at his wrist, at first I laughed it off, and well, I did kinda feel bad. I turned back to talk to Sal and saw him looking at Travis "yo! Sally Face, you okay?" I said while tapping his shoulder "huh? Oh, shit, yea sorry man.." Sal said in his regular tone. "Yo, why are you looking at Travis? Did he do something to you?" I said with a pissed off but concerned tone "no! Dude, he didn't do anyth-" I didn't let him finish "I'll beat his ass!!" I said walking to Travis "Larry no, he didn't do anything!!" Sal said, I didn't hear him.

"TRAVIS! You fuckin' with my brother!?" I said walking to him, he hid his wrist "what? No, who's your brother?! Just go away!" Travis said opening his locker. I got pretty pissed off by that and grabbed the back of his head and slammed his head into his locker "OW! FUCK WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" Travis yelled before punching Larry right in the head. "FUCK—IT WAS FOR FUCKIN' WITH MY BROTHER!!" I yelled punching his side, "AGH-I DIDN'T FUCK WITH WHOEVER YOUR BROTHER IS!!" Travis yelled throwing Larry on the ground. People had now started to stare and circle around them both.
They started punching and arguing if Travis fucked with Sal or not.

//Sal's pov//

I was surprisingly in Travis' side, I watched them fight and told myself "I'll stop them until it gets bloody..." and that's exactly what happened. Larry's arm got cut and Travis' nose started to bleed, I pushed trough everyone and pulled away Travis "GUYS STOP!" I yelled, I hated to be that person but it's been long enough. Larry looked at Sal in disbelief and Travis slightly turned red, I didn't notice. Travis got up and walked into the boys bathroom, I looked at Larry and helped him up, I brought him to his locker "what the FUCK! Larry!!" I said "Dude, you should be THANKING ME!!" Larry said back in a aggressive tone.

"Larry! He di-" I stopped talking and pulled him aside more so people didn't hear me yell. "Larry! HE DIDN'T FUCK WITH ME!" I yelled "why didn't you just say that?!" He yelled "I was gonna!!" I yelled back "you know what, go to class...please..if I'm late tell Mrs. Packerton I left early because I was sick.." I left and ran to the boys bathroom. I walked into the boys bathroom and heard crying.."Travis..? Are you there..?"