I wake up, and the familiar pain hits me instantly, making me curl up in myself as I bite back a groan, my eyes shutting tightly.
I suppose that's one way to wake up.
Everything aches. My back, my wrists, my head.
I slide out of bed slowly, and it hurts. I grind my teeth together as I manage to stand up straight.
It's funny, how in the moment pain blocks out the other pain, but now? Now it all hurts. Nothing is blocking out anything. It's all just hurt.
I wobble out of my room before entering the bathroom, my hand lazily turning on the shower.
I slowly slip my clothes off and step into the shower, the hot water making me wince in pain.
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I step out of the house and I swear Phillip said he wouldn't wait for me today but...
He scared the shit out of me.
"I'm going to fucking kill you, Phillip." I scowl as I shove him off the sidewalk, and I was tempted to kick him in the back of his leg but I decided against it.
"You wouldn't. I'm your only friend." Phillip smiles at me as he steps back on to the sidewalk, nudging me slightly.
I roll my eyes in response, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "What if I don't want a friend?"
"Then... You'll be a boring loner? I don't know." Phillip replies, shrugging his shoulders.
Phillip continues to talk about how he wants to own a piercing and tattoo shop in the future, but I stop listening when we enter the school because my eyes seem to find the other boy with blue hair that I hate.
Sal.
Larry laughs at something Sal says and it makes my skin itch as I watch the two of them.
When Phillip and I get closer to them I can see Sal's body tense as we... Or should I say, I pass, before he returns to normal and watches us walk away.
I wish that pathetic freak never moved here. Why did they have to pick Nockfell of all places? Everything was fine until Sal showed up.
His prosthetic freaks me out. It makes my skin crawl and the fact that one of his eye's is fake just... Disturbs me. When he first came here I thought he was a girl. His long blue hair isn't normal. He's short and chubby and everything about him is just... Gross. Not to mention he hangs out with all the freaks in this school and he lives at that dump of an apartment complex called Addison apartments.
Phillip pulls me from my thoughts when he pokes me in the shoulder since he finally realized I stopped listening to him.
"What?" I look over at Phillip and he huffs in response, clearly a bit upset that I wasn't listening this whole time. But let's be honest, he's used to that by now.
"Why don't you have any piercings?" Phillip asks, reaching out to poke me in the face but I move my head away.
"Having piercing on my body would be a sin because it would leave a mark on my body." I reply, my eyes narrowing slightly as I look at Phillip and all the piercings on his face.
"Of course it's a sin." Phillip rolls his eyes as he looks at me, his eyes looking over my face. "Never even thought about getting one?"
I don't hesitate when I reply, because I know the answer. "No, never even thought about it."
"You're so lame!" Phillip cries as his head falls on the desk, his arms covering his head.
"You know better than anyone that I'm quite lame." I say as I watch him continue to throw a little tantrum. Or whatever he's doing.
The bell finally rings, and Phillip sits up at the same moment that the teacher enters the classroom. I hate the subject and I hate the teacher, but luckily I have Phillip in this class, so usually he helps me with any homework that we have. Since he knows what would happen if I don't do it.
Phillip is the only person in all of Nockfell that knows how my father treats me, and he will probably be the only person that will ever know till the day I die. He's the only person that ever bothered to push past my little bully act and the only one who I actually let in.
He may be annoying, but he's the only person that understands me and cares about me. And of course, if he needs to cry about his problems I'll listen. I'm not heartless, I just act it.
Though, I used to think that same thing about my father.
(ODD PARTS ARE TRAVIS POV, EVEN PARTS ARE SAL)
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Meet You at the Graveyard.
Romance(If you couldn't guess, Title is based off the song, "Meet you at the Graveyard" by Cleffy) This story is more based on Travis and his life and what he goes through, and doesn't focus much on Sal even though it's both of their povs. SAL I never unde...
