POV: Travis Phelps
Father is mad about something yet again. I mean, when is he not? It's a miracle when he's even a little cheerful. He can never find the good in anything, yet he preaches about how good everything is. He acts so nice and sweet around everyone else but he's a bitch to me. What did I ever do to him to deserve all of the abuse and hurt?.. I must have done SOMETHING to make him this mad at me all the time! Hopefully I can earn his love and respect.. but what could I do? What if I try and do something and mess up? Then what? Will he appreciate that I tried or would he punish me?.. I'd rather not find out... But what if it works?.. I highly doubt that it would.. But it could!! But it's also risky.. Ah dammit! I don't know.. I guess it never hurts to try.? Unless it does hurt.. What would I do if it does hurt? Would I cry and be a wuss or would I suck it up and deal with it? Would it hurt so bad I can't ignore it, or would it not hurt and I could easily ignore it?
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Rainy Days (Larvis)
FanfictionLarry is outside Addison Apartments, smoking a cigarette. It's a rather cold and rainy night. It's been rainy for a few days now. As he is smoking, he notices a familiar face running down the street.... "Travis?" Larry calls out.
